“Uh… yeah. You said Kyle’s in the hospital. Do they know what’s wrong with him?”
“Not yet. He’s getting X-rays. I need you here. I don’t want any bullshit excuses either. I don’t want to hear about having to go to work. Our son is sick! You need to get here fast. I can’t do this alone.”
A flash of his hands around Trisha’s neck ran across his mind.Shut the fuck up, bitch!Hailey went inside the convenience store as the nozzle pumped gas into her car.This is my chance to get inside her car. This is the opportunity I’ve been waiting for. I’m so close that—
“When will you be at St. Joseph’s Hospital?” Trisha’s voice buzzed in his ear, annoying him like a swarm of gnats.
Then he watched Hailey place the nozzle in its holder and go inside the car. In a few seconds, she pulled out of the station and drove in the direction of the highway ramp. His eyes focused on her car until it disappeared.
“Soon. I’m on my way,” he gritted. He hung up before Trisha could answer, then pounded his hands on the steering wheel and the dashboard over and over in an attempt to disperse his built-up excitement and now anger.
Turning left out of the parking lot, he made his way to the ramp that would take him back to Alina. Hailey had alluded him yet again, and his determination to have her grew to a dangerous obsession.
I will have you, bitch. All of you. And I’m going to take all the time in the world to enjoy you. You fucking owe me!
Chapter Thirty-Four
Goldie looked atHailey’s text for the umpteenth time while Sangre went over the club’s treasury reports. As he scrolled through a series of pictures of her taking off a sexy-as-hell purple bra, he shifted in his seat.She knows how to push my buttons.The final picture was her glossy puckered lips with the words “Miss U” captioned under it.
It’d only been two days since she’d left, but he missed her like crazy. Some of the brothers ribbed him about it, and he got into a couple of fistfights over it, but at the end of the day, he still missed her like hell. The feeling was new for him, but he was getting used to feeling a lot of things he never had before. Hailey was definitely someone very important in his life.
“Chains, did you fix the records at Skid Marks?” Steel asked.
Goldie diverted his attention back to the meeting.
“Yep. When the badges come by with their subpoena, it’ll show only a few of the American eagle ornaments have been sold.”
“We don’t need to worry ’bout that now. For the past few days, I’ve been going through all the online and in-store purchases until I couldn’t see shit anymore. There’re a lot of fuckin’ cars out there sporting our ornament,” Shotgun said while the members chortled.
“Did you find out if the fucker bought it through us?” Goldie asked.
“He didn’t. I wish to hell he had, because then we would’ve taken care of business, but he didn’t. Me and Diablo already checked out the SUVs who bought from us in Alina and the county. He’s not among them.”
“How do you know?” Paco asked.
“The color of the SUVs didn’t match, or if it did, the ones driving it or had access to it didn’t match. We looked at a bunch of shit and ruled everyone out. Maybe he’s in Durango or somewhere else. A lot of the online sales came from all over, but I doubt the fucker’s commuting.” More snickers.
“He knows the area too well. He’s either from here or lived here for a while,” Goldie said.
“Damn! I wish we could’ve nailed him. When Shotgun first told me about it, I thought for sure we had this fucker. Disappointing as hell.” Steel crossed his arms.
“Most of the people who bought the eagle from the store were older, like in their sixties and seventies,” Diablo said.
“I’m pretty sure this fuck’s younger,” Muerto replied.
“Let’s pay attention to what we see on the streets. Also, if an SUV comes in for repairs with the eagle, check it out. Now, let’s go on to some other business. The arms deal went down without a hitch, and Roughneck is pleased as shit. It should help him out with the punk gang that’s been making too much noise in Silverado. And it seems like everything’s set for the rally. I asked Banger if he wouldn’t mind if Rock and Jax helped Diablo with the security. He agreed, and Roughneck said Brick would be willing to help too.”
“I already talked with them and we’re all ready to go,” Diablo said.
After another half hour of club business discussions, the gavel signaled church was over. Goldie tucked his phone in his pocket, deciding to take another look at Hailey’s bra-teasing photos when he was in his room and could relieve the ache they gave him.
“You going over to Cuervos?” Brutus asked.
“We got a group going?” Goldie said.
“Yeah. You in?”
Goldie nodded. It was just what he needed for a Saturday night. If he stayed in, he’d probably imagine all kinds of shit about Hailey in the club. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her; he didn’t trust other men.
