Reese took a step back, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Sorry,” he muttered to me.
“I’d be pissed too if Katherine told me the same stories you’ve been hearing about me. I get it.” Reese and I shook hands and let the bullshit lie. It wasn’t worth it, and both of us knew it.
* * *
Walking into the war room,I was met by Wyatt, Reese, Maccon, and Hawk. I was grateful that we didn’t have a full table right away and that Maccon had the sense to bring his old man in on the situation. Even in his old age, he commanded a level of respect that was unparalleled in our organization.
I took my seat at Maccon’s right, glancing over at Wyatt as he crushed out a cigarette.
“I’m sorry my sister is causing problems,” he murmured like a damn pussy.
Grow a damn spine.
Maccon shook his head. “It’s not her. It’s Luke and you fucking know it.”
Hawk cleared his throat. “How do you want to handle this, son?”
Reese and I sat silent as Maccon answered. “We need to call a vote and see if Luke is someone who can stay in this club, let the guys decide what his fate should be.”
Wyatt looked over at our president. “Why am I here?”
Fair question.He wasn’t high enough up in the club to be able to vote on someone’s membership status.
Hawk’s gruff voice boomed in the large room. “When it comes to family, we need you to understand that we take care of our own. You live with Raven, so you must have known something was going on. Next time, you bring these things to us right away. Even though Luke is one of us, that does not make this accepted by anyone. Do we make ourselves clear?”
Wyatt nodded.
“I couldn’t have said it better myself.” Maccon nodded across the table to his father with admiration.
“What do you want us to do with Luke in the meantime?” I asked.
“Reese will proxy your vote for you. We all know what it is going to be in regards to Luke. I want you to guard him in the garage. You’re not to lay a hand on him, but if you feel the need to scare him a bit, you have my blessing.” Maccon’s words were music to my ears. I felt like I was a dog with a new squeaky chew toy just waiting to be ripped apart.
“I’ll make the call and get everyone here.” Reese shoved away from the table, pulling out his burner.
“Let’s get this taken care of quickly.” Maccon stayed put. “Will you send Kinsley in here?”
I slapped him on the shoulder. “On it.”
Making my way into the club house, I was grateful to see Katherine sitting on the worn couch with Kinsley.
“Ladies.” I nodded to both of them. “Your husband has requested you, my dear.” I smiled down at the bubbly woman as she jumped to her feet immediately.
“Duty calls,” Kinsley muttered before ambling over to the war room and shutting the door.
“What’s going on, Jett?” my sister asked, patting the cushion next to her.
I dropped down beside her with a thump. “I have to go take care of a few things. Do me a favor?”
Katherine cocked her head to the side. “Maybe.”
“Talk to Wyatt, see if his sister wants a job at the bar.”
“Going to keep your promise?” she teased with a tight-lipped smile.
Holding three fingers high in the air, I responded, “Scout’s honor.”
Chapter 4
