“I’m Officer Leland,” he introduced himself. “I know this is a bad time, but I need you both to give your official statement. You can either do it tonight or come to the station tomorrow.”
We both nodded, eager to get this night over and done with. The thought of having to go to the police station to give our statement tomorrow seemed too daunting, and I was glad we could do it now.
“Do we know yet how he got inside the clubhouse?” Sebastian asked once we’d both told our versions of how the night had gone down.
“I’ll see if they got anything out of him at the station,” Officer Leland answered, then pulled out his radio. He walked a few steps away to make his call, and Sebastian pulled me into his body, kissing my head. I sank into him, holding on, counting my lucky stars that tonight didn’t have a different ending.
The officer came back, frowning. “Looks like a guy called Bullet let him in?”
He’d barely finished speaking when Sebastian charged across the room and up to a group of guys. He plucked someone out and punched him so hard he went down like a sack of bricks.
“You fucking traitor,” Sebastian growled.
Officer Leland ran up to him, stepping between Sebastian and the guy on the ground. “I’m going to pretend he fell and hit his head. But that was your only free shot.”
Sebastian gave him a curt nod but backed off. I joined them a few moments later, watching with big eyes as Officer Leland gave the guy a hand up. I recognized him as the same person who’d pulled me out of my house the first time I’d come to the clubhouse.
The bruises on his face had faded, but he’d be sporting another shiner soon.
Another officer joined us, and they led him away to ask him some questions.
Blade walked up to us, his face thunderous. “He the one?”
“Sure seems that way,” Sebastian said, glaring at Bullet.
“Grim, get all his stuff out of his room. Don’t care what you do with it as long as it’s gone. Make sure everyone knows he’s not allowed back here and he’s lost his patch.”
Grim gave me a half-smile, then saluted Blade and walked off in the direction of the stairs.
Sebastian and Blade were talking in hushed voices, and I decided to leave them to it and find Malena. She was sitting on a barstool, Talon keeping her company.
“Let’s go home,” I said and took her hand. “We can snuggle with our babies and forget how crazy our lives are just for a few hours.”
The guys all hugged me when I walked past, making my heart burst with joy at the obvious affection they felt for me.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” Grim said when it was his turn to hug me.
“Not as much as I am,” I replied and kissed his cheek before untangling myself.
Sebastian joined as we reached the exit. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, slinging his arm around my shoulders.
He drove us back in his truck that was parked at the compound, and since he refused to leave me, he crashed on the couch at Malena’s parents’ place.
Good thing they were the most easygoing parents I knew and would be fine with him staying there. Especially once we told them what had happened. That would be an interesting conversation. But for now, I snuggled up with my kids, who were sleeping on a mattress on the floor in Felix’s room. Malena crashed in her son’s bed, and we fell asleep amid the snoring and sleep-talking.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
“Don’t ever let me see you do that again,” I ground out, kneeling in front of Luca, who was holding the bucket he’d just used to dump water all over his sister.
“Okay, then close your eyes,” Luca responded with a shrug. “I told her not to take my shovel again.”
Lena was wailing next to us, her face taking on a deep shade of red. Not satisfied with my attempt to get justice on her behalf, she walked up to Luca and pushed him, causing him to start crying as well.
“What’s going on?” Sebastian asked, joining us in the backyard.
“Just a little disagreement,” I said, holding Luca on one side, Lena on the other.
Sebastian held out his arms for Lena, and she abandoned me for her favorite person.
