“It’s the principal,” I tell her. “Mr. Jones won’t be happy if he comes by and sees you missing from the desk. I’ll explain in a way that he understands.”
“Thanks, Payden, you’re the best.”
“Don’t mention it.” I wave her off. “I better get going, meeting in five minutes.”
“Good luck!” she calls after me.
“Thanks, I might need it,” I call back.
Somehow, today’s mood is slowly going downhill.
CHAPTER
NINE
Logan
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “What did you do?” I say to Sawyer, eyeing the man who’s tied up in the chair. He’s gagged, his face bloodied and bruised as I try to work out what the fuck is going on. Don’t get me wrong, we use the warehouse to get information out of people from time to time, but Sawyer isn’t usually the main instigator. This guy must’ve done something bad.
“It’s not what I did,” he says, circling the man who is trying to get out of the chair unsuccessfully. “It’s what this asshole did to Nova.”
I frown, then it dawns on me. This must be Bobby. Her ex. The man who drugged and beat her, and god knows what else while she was out of it. He’s been in jail, and when Sawyer managed to track him down some months ago, we all learned at the same time why we couldn’t find him. But jail sentences don’t last forever.
“Holy shit,” I say with a chuckle. “You made the trip all by yourself? Brew and Haze won’t be happy.”
We all made a pact that we’d snatch Bobby before he could hurt anyone else, but it seems that Sawyer has his own plans. “Yeah, well, I haven’t even told Nova?—”
“And you’re not going to, right?”
He looks sheepish. “Well, she wanted to face him again, one last time. Closure and all of that.”
“That’s not a good idea.” I point at him. “We don’t involve women in the MC unless it’s completely necessary. What are you thinkin’?”
“It’s Nova,” he reminds me. “You know how she gets, and she’s wanted to get revenge for a very long time. I don’t see why she can’t after waiting so long. Plus, this asshole hasn’t been very compliant.”
Asshole Bobby grunts and struggles against his restraints. He keeps going in and out. Docile one minute, frantic the next.
“He said anythin’?”
“Nah. I thought I’d give him the same drug he gave to Nova but twice as much, just to see how he likes it, but he came back with a beatin’ heart, unfortunately.”
That explains the sudden burst of energy and then the lull.
“Looks like you did a number on him.”
Bobby is bound with his feet together and his hands behind his back in an awkward looking position.
“Cracked ribs, broken nose, probably a few busted organs, but where he’s goin’ he won’t need any, or his eye sight.”
One eye is completely closed from the beating. Ouch.
“I have to say, bud, I’m impressed. I know we’ve done shit before, but I didn’t think you had it in you.”
He rolls his eyes. “It’s Nova. You know I’d lay down on a train track for her if it came down to it. You think I’m gonna let this piece of shit live after what he did to her?”
“Not for a second. But you know if you tell her, she’s gonna want to come down here and handle this herself.”
He pauses his circling, folding his arms over his chest. “I don’t like lyin’ to her, but you have a point. Takin’ matters into her own hands has come up a few times in conversation, but I think that’s just her anger talkin’.”
