“You always had such a pure soul, Megan,” Dad croaked. “You gave me my license to kill. I didn’t expect you to apply for yours.”
“Am I killing anyone?” she snapped.
“You orderin’ me to find that fuckin’ bitch and shoot the fuck out of her.”
“Am I picking up that gun and doing it myself?”
“You ain’t trustin’ me to protect Rebel? Just cuz we ain’t got the best relationship don’t mean I ain’t protectin’ her.”
Mom’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “Let me get this straight, Christopher. You were willing to kill Diesel and Kaia. You’re willing to kill any guy who looks at Rebel, but you won’t kill a woman who disrespects her in the worst possible way? Who wants to sleep with her boyfriend and make a fool out of her? You’ll let that pass? You’ll let any woman who hurts Rebel get away with it. Got it,” she said, not allowing Dad to answer. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
Like he had with Torie. CJ didn’t know if Mom wasn’t thinking about the nurse, but that’s exactly what Dad had done.
She started to walk away, but Dad grabbed her.
“Megan, baby, listen to me. I hate how fuckin’ cold you sounded. If you want me to kill Fia and you wanna watch, let’s go. I’ll shoot the fuck outta her cuz I know what the fuck you thinkin’.”
Mom jerked away. “What am I thinking, Christopher?”
“About Torie.”
“Not everything goes back to her,” she snarled. “I was actually thinking aboutmeand the hell I’ve gone through with some of the club girls. I was thinking the only buffer I had wasyou.”
“You had Mort and Roxy,” Dad told her.
“I was thinking about how I felt when Daphne tried to convince me you and her were having an affair. I was thinking about when I first left Seattle. I finally had the freedom to choose who I wanted to date, but how stifled and stunted I was by Mama and Thomas. Fia can stay alive, but I swear to you if she hurts Rebel, I will hire someone to kill her if you can’t do it and that’s a promise.” She glared at Kaia, who looked on the verge of tears. “Go packnow!” she ordered and stomped away.
Kaia looked at Dad. “Should I—”
“You heard her,” Dad said, following the path Mom took. “Go fuckin’ packnow,” he threw over his shoulder and disappeared.
For a few minutes after Mom and Dad departed, no one spoke or moved.
“Axel should’ve seen Mom,” Ryder finally said.
“The epitome of the Blonde Warrior,” Ransom decided.
“Was M-Meggie serious?” Kaia asked, his voice trembling.
Ryder smiled. “Fuck Fia and find out.”
Narci threw Ryder a look that shouldn’t have been given to a kid. “I don’t think that’s your business, kid. Besides, you shouldn’t have snitched to your mama about Kaia not returning home.”
Fuck. They were about to accuse his little brothers of being mama’s boys, just as they had CJ before he drank the lean.
“What’s wrong withtellingMom what happened?” Ransom asked.
“Telling as opposed to snitching?” Narci said.
Ryder nodded. “That’s what Ran meant.”
“Since you two are in this together, I’ll explain what the fuck I mean,” Narci sneered. “You’re mama’s boys. If you were loyal to your bros, you would’ve shut the fuck up. Your bullshit almost got Fia killed.”
Ransom looked at Ryder. “Rock, paper, scissors?”
“No need, bro,” Ryder said. “We can tag team.”
“Call Ax?”
