Fucking gutted me.
“I told you. I’ve been telling you. Is this what it will take for you to let go of some misguided guilt you feel towards her?”
“Baby,” I said.
She shook her head. “No. You need to stop and think about shit right now. She set you up at Mitch’s, Grey. She was supposed to be there screaming and acting like she was being attacked again, so you would walk in there and get her out. Like you did years ago. And when you beat the shit out of the guy, an anonymous tip was going to be called. She wanted you back in jail so she could get all you had out of the bank.”
She swallowed, “The guy she was working with to set you up didn’t want to wait. But he didn’t mind waiting to try to rob me, too.”
I looked from Kimber to Kacie.
To see her smirking.
“Is that right?” I asked.
Kimber stiffened.
I looked at her, “Trust you, baby. Always. For my own mind, I need her to say it.”
She looked up at me, searched my eyes, and then she nodded.
Then I looked at Kacie to see her nodding, “It’s true, big bro. Come on. Seriously? But hey, it’s okay.”
Then she pulled out her phone and showed me a video.
Of a man who looked like me beating the fuck out of someone. And I realized it was the guy who had messed with Soraya weeks ago.
I growled, “Where the fuck did you get that?”
She snickered, “We had a backup plan.”
The video had been doctored not to show the rest of my brothers.
I growled at Kacie, “You’re a fucking bitch.”
Just then, we heard screeching tires.
I pulled my wallet out and handed it to Kimber, “Get my cards out.”
She did, then Merlin stepped forward and took them and nodded.
Nuke glared at Kacie, “What do you want us to do?”
I looked at Kimber and said, “Protect my woman.”
He nodded, then he jerked his chin at Kacie.
I glared at her, “Get her the fuck out of my sight.”
“Well, well, well, look who we have here,” the cop who had arrested me years ago said in front of me as he walked into the clubhouse only moments ago.
“Yeah, yeah, motherfucker.” I said as he stepped toward me with his cuffs already pulled out.
***
When the judge banged the gavel, I looked over my shoulder and locked eyes with my woman.
I tried to show her how sorry I was that I hadn’t listened to her.
