“I’m not,” she said.
“Why the fuck not?”
“Because I honestly don’t know.”
I scowled. “Whatdoyou know?”
“That they’re safe.”
“Jesus Christ, Gina, you can’t honestly—”
My words were cut off by six bikes rollin’ in through the gates, Burning Saints patches on the backs of the bikers riding them, Clutch leading the pack, with Minus bringing up the rear.
“Goddammit.”
The men cut their engines, and Clutch made his way to us, wrapping his arm around his wife. “Hey, baby.”
“Hey.” She kissed him quickly, then eyed me with trepidation.
“What’s goin’ on, Hatch?” Minus asked from behind us. “Why does Eldie look a little freaked?”
“I’m not freaked, Minus,” Gina rushed to say. “Hatch just wants to know where Maisie is.”
“And you stopped my woman from leaving so you could ask her?” Clutch hissed.
“No, he didn’t stop me from leaving, honey,” Gina said. “He asked me to wait. I waited.”
“Jesus fuckin’ christ, I would never do anything to threaten, hurt, or cajole your woman, Clutch and you fuckin’ know it. I wouldn’t do anything like that toanywoman.”
I heard footsteps behind me and knew my brothers were forming a protective circle.
“I swear to christ, Clutch, you’d look for a fight in the bottom of the box of your Captain Crunch,” I snapped.
“Well, since I wasn’t invited to the last dust-up, maybe I’m itchin’ for a little fun.”
“No one was invited to it,” I pointed out. “It was a one-on-one fight. No additional fists.”
“Boring,” Clutch said on a groan. “If I was there, it would have been a real party.”
“If you were there, it would have been a blood bath,” Gina said.
Clutch cocked his head. “Isn’t that what Isaid?”
“Where’s my wife, Gina?” I asked as gently as I could.
“I honestly don’t know, Hatch. She didn’t tell me. Just that they were all safe and that she’d reach out when they got where they were going.”
I glared at Minus. “Did my sister say anything?”
Minus shook his head.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called her myself.
She answered on the first ring. “I’m not speaking to you right now, and that’s all I’m going to say on the matter.”
“Cricket, what the fuck?”
“Your wife is pissed at me because of you, so for the foreseeable future, you are dead to me, big brother.”
