Jeannie stood back up and walked away from the sofa.
I had so many questions. Did Raven kill the previous president? Why? Did Hawk know about this? It seemed like a bad time to ask. But Mama Hen also said to keep Jeannietalking.
“He wasn’t even president ‘til ten or eleven years ago. He was probably just doing as he was told. Or was that how Raptor passed? Was that you, too?” Jeannie didn’t answer but paused her pacing to stare for a minute. “So she carried on Reaper’s business, then?” Mama Hen asked.
“What business?” I asked. I was completely lost. Was it something outside of the MC? Was it related to the Martinellis? But that didn’t make sense. They wouldn’t let a woman have that much control of anything.
Mama Hen ignored me and kept going. “What I don’t get, is why didn’t you pluck the girls from Destiny’s Desires? None of our folks went missing, but every other club in the area was fair game to you.”
Jeannie looked past us. Looking back, the man was across the cabin in the kitchen.
“Haven’t you heard don’t shit where you eat?” Jeannie asked.
“I guess. But then why start trouble with Katya? And why now? The club has only grown since Raven took over after Raptor died. Would have been a hellava lot easier way back when.” Mama Hen shifted, still keeping her arms behind her. “You held onto your identity all this time. But you unraveled in just a few weeks. I don’t get it.”
“My mother had to bide her time. And the princess was an unplanned hurdle,” Jeannie said as she came closer, sitting on the coffee table. “But I couldn’t have planned this any better myself, honestly. I had no idea you’d show up at my house. I just got lucky tweedle dee and tweedle dum were there.” Shemindlessly plucked a piece of fuzz from her pants. “I can finally stop this little show and go home.”
“What missing people? What are you talking about?” I asked, almost flinging my arms in front of me but catching myself. But this was infuriating. It was almost as bad as someone talking about you as if you weren’t in the room.
Jeannie just smirked, so I looked over at Mama Hen.
“If I’m doing my math right, Jeannie here has been running a trafficking ring and plucking dancers, and probably some working girls, and sending them God knows where. How did you get Butch involved?”
“Oh, he was a pawn. He was planning to betray Raven anyway. I just took advantage of his loose lips. It’s almost comical how much men divulge when you fuck them well. But once Raven took out Viper, I needed another body inside.”
“So you funded the Hellbound Heathens?” Mama Hen asked.
Jeannie didn’t answer but she didn’t deny it.
“That’s why you can’t go to Destiny’s Desires?” I asked Mama Hen. “And that’s why Hawk lost it when I left the clubhouse. Women have been going missing.”
Jeannie rolled her eyes.
“Does that bother you, Jeannie? Does it bother you that my husband was worried about me?” I goaded.
Jeannie flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder. “I don’t care about him, sweetie. Apparently you missed the part earlier that he won’t be with us much longer. I never wantedhim. My only annoyance was how close I was getting until you showed up.”
“That’s absurd. You slept with him. You could’ve killed him at any time,” I said.
“Hey,” the man called over. “You need to shut the fuck up.”
Jeannie leaned in. “You don’t know anything about a covert op, princess. But don’t worry. Where you’re going, you won’t ever need to.”
“Wait, De Luco was killed just a few years ago. Your mother couldn’t do anything with him around.” I looked at Mama Hen. “He would’ve never allowed her to be in control and they would’ve kept her close. She took his last name after all. But it wasn’t enough. Everyone knew.”
“My mother had plenty of control. That dipshit just thought he was running the show. But yes, once he died, she regained it all and decided to finally make things right. And since Raven ruined any chances of me having a normal life, we intend to make sure the line stops.”
“Penny,” I gasped.
“Ya know, I thought about her. But she’s been trying to claw her way out of that family for years. I have no qualms with her.”
“So you think killing Hawk will end the club? Is that it?” I asked. She was dumber than she looked.
Jeannie stood and Mama Hen spoke up. “She never had the chance to kill Hawk because she could never get him alone.”
Jeannie stopped midstep but then turned and smiled. “Hey, I didn’t take it personally. A lot of the members prefer more than one woman.”
“That’s funny. Hawk’s been with no one but me since I arrived. And,” I continued, “none of youeverwent to his house. Yet, I live there.”
