Storm can be a dick, but he draws the line at women and children being harmed, especially when he can stop it.
Ava leads Letty to the door and opens it. There’s about five seconds where our eyes meet, and I want to tell Letty that everything will be okay now, but I can’t. I have to let her go.
Again.
Once the door shuts, I turn to my president. He’s as close as a father to me. The only one who gave a shit when my life wasfalling apart. He offered me the chance to prospect and find a better life than the one my father tried to force on me.
I owed Storm more than I could ever repay.
“Sit down, son. We gotta talk.”
I drop into the chair in front of his desk, propping my elbows on my knees. I know I won’t like what he’s got to say. I’m too consumed with everything I just heard to focus on it. “Fuck.”
Storm shakes his head. “This changes nothing. You still have a year.”
“I know.”
“Do you? Is this gonna be a problem?” He has a right to ask. My actions affect everyone in the club. If I choose to start a war with my father, it will force everyone else to become involved.
I won’t do that. Not yet.
“I know, Pres. It won’t be an issue.”
His shoulders ease as he sits back in his chair. “Mifflin is a problem for another day.”
“Agreed.”
“But Liam and Theo, I give you freedom to deal with however you choose.”
My response is swift. I laugh because I’ve been wanting to deal with them ever since they started harassing Letty after Homecoming eighteen months ago. Liam and Theo were the ones to spread rumors. They talked shit about her, thinking I would be okay with it. I was fucking pissed when I found out.
After that, we stopped hanging out. I turned to the club and my brothers in the Vipers. Liam and Theo formed their own gang, stealing, dealing drugs, and talking shit behind my back.
I lost count of how many times we fought at my dad’s house or at school. Things got bloody and heated. Then Mifflin and Cynthia got married. Shit got worse. I had to fucking leave or risk doing something stupid.
My father is a corrupt bastard. That’s never been a secret. But finding evidence? That’s tricky. He’s too fucking smart to leave records of the shit he’s involved in or the powerful men he controls. That’s because Mifflin deals in a currency that everyone knows. Secrets are his lifeline. They save his ass and fill his bank account.
But someday, I’ll take him down.
Until then, my focus is on Letty. “I won’t contact her,” I assure Storm. “But I can’t say I won’t keep watch, especially now.”
“I won’t give an order to stop you.”
Thank fuck.
“Take your cousin, Zoo, Cash, and Heathen. Get justice for Letty.”
I pop to my feet, grinning before I leave his office. It hasn’t been long since Letty and Ava left. If I’m lucky, I’ll accidentally bump into them in the parking lot.
When I rush outside, I can see I’m too late. Storm kept me just long enough that all I could see was Ava’s car leaving the lot. Letty doesn’t notice me as they turn onto the road and drive away.
Storm isn’t cruel. His order is meant to protect me, not fuck with me. But it does because I can’t have what I want,whoI want.
Guilt consumes me for not preventing all the shit that’s happened to Letty. I’ve been watching her often, but I obviously missed that things escalated with Liam and Theo. They’ve been careful. Fucking with her when I can’t see, which means they know I come by the house at night. They fucking know when I’m around. The bastards think they’re smart.
Not after tonight.
I’m standing there, pulling out my pack of smokes when Bullseye joins me.
