Sure, what time?he replied.
7:00Dutch sent.
Jagger returned the “ok” hand gesture emoji which prettymuch said it all with how enthusiastic he was about this dinner.
Then he stared at his phone, moved down two in his textlist, and sent another one.
You open to have a drink at the Compound tonight?
That one, he sent to Hound.
What he was trying to figure out right then was why he sentit to Hound, and not to Dutch.
Dutch was his brother of the blood and of the patch.Theywere both Chaos.
As their father, Graham Black, had been Chaos.
And as Hound, their other father, was Chaos.
Jag and Dutch were close.
But he’d never wanted Dutch to know about Archie.
And Hound had never brought it up, but Jag knew he knewabout her because of the note he’d passed.
He didn’tknow.
But he knew.
And Jagger was totally okay with that.
But not Dutch.
And with that…
Why?
His phone binged and he got,Yep.Time?
Jag smiled.
Hound wasn’t a man of a lot of words.
Though he knew how to use them when he needed them.
What he was, was always there for Jag and Dutch.
Always.
Nine good with you?he asked.
See you then, Hound answered.
That made Jag feel better.
Then again, Hound always did.
Shepherd “Hound” Ironside was already sitting at barin the Compound of the Chaos MC when Jagger strolled in.
