And fuck La Cosa Nostra.
When they reached his sled, he realized he had no way to safely transport Ledger back to Shadow Valley.
For fuck’s sake.He had been so focused on getting to his son he hadn’t thought about how he’d get him home.
His answer came when a blacked-out GMC Yukon Denali screeched to a halt next to him and the passenger door flew open.
Luckily, it was Vi who jumped out instead of some government pigs wearing wind jackets with three large, yellow letters on the back.
He saw through the open door that the new guy, Reaper, was in the driver’s seat.
With a frown, Vi’s eyes landed on the warehouse. “What’s this place?”
“Ain’t havin’ that discussion here. Let’s get the fuck outta here and get back to the clubhouse.”
Her gaze dropped to Ledger, who was as wired as the rest of them but solely due to a sugar overdose.
“You grab a car seat?” he asked her.
“No. As soon as Zane called me, we rushed to get here.”
“Needs one.”
She rolled her eyes. “Him riding in an armored vehicle is helluva lot better than him riding on your sled without a damn helmet. At least he’ll have on a seatbelt.”
True.
“Would you rather wait for Ky to come with her vehicle and car seat?”
Point taken. “Fuck no. Let’s go.” He handed Ledger off to Vi. “You’re goin’ with Aunt Vi, lil dude.”
“Want more jelly beans, Daddy!”
“Gonna have to ask your mom.” The fuck if he was giving the kid any more sugar.
Ledger pouted, but went with Vi anyway. She strapped him into the back seat.
Zeke leaned into the front passenger seat and met Reaper’s eyes. “Make sure you don’t even get into a minor fender bender. Don’t need to give his mother another fuckin’ reason to kill me.”
Reaper only gave him an answering chin lift.
“He’ll drive carefully,” Vi assured him as she climbed back into the passenger seat and secured her own seat belt.
“Gonna follow you back to Church.”
“How about we follow you instead?” Vi suggested. “You don’t have eyes on the back of your thick skull.”
He didn’t give a fuck who followed who, he just wantedto get Ledger back to his mother. “Call Ky and tell her we got Ledger and we’re on our way back.” With that, he strode to his sled and a minute later, they were getting the fuck out of there.
After forty-five minutes, they were finally parked in the fenced lot behind the clubhouse, and before he could even swing a leg over his bike, Kyra was bursting through the back door with Zane and Rage in her wake.
“Oh, thank God!” Reaper didn’t even have a chance to set Ledger on his feet before she pulled their son out of the Shadow’s arms. Ky gave him a quick hug before holding him an arm’s length away so she could visually inspect him from head to toe. “Are you okay, buddy?”
“He’s fine.”
Ledger nodded. “Daddy wouldn’t let me stay to watch the end of the movie.”
Goddamn, he needed to teach his kid about not being a snitch.
