From what Liza could tell us, he was using our club, our businesses and doing backdoor deals. He wanted to take over the club from Grim. Though he was leading us down a path that wasn’t ‘MC’ enough for him. He thought we needed to be involved in the sex trade. Anyway, I set Liza up with a new phone and bought her this place here. Paid for her schooling, everything. I helped her build a new life and set up a security system that only I could hack. I made sure that I would know any time anyone was looking for her name online. I’ve been protecting her. I waited a few weeks after I got her settled before I told her family what was going on. We kept it tight. Only the council brothers know what we know.”
“What happened to this asshole, please tell me you fucking killed him?” I growled.
“By the time I got back, the asshole disappeared. Went to the house Liza said he kept her at and it was on fire. We don’t know where he is.”
“Is this asshole the twins’ father?”
Glitch shrugs, “I don’t know, it’s either him or the Italian fucks. We’ve been keeping Liza here for her safety. Bulldog knew. He knew who she was before you two got together. He was keeping an eye on her for us. Making sure she was okay and no one was coming for her. We have no idea if the Belladini family will come looking because she heard things and I am assuming Dex is all butt hurt because she got away from him. So we’ve kept her here while we’ve been weeding through our club. Finding the brothers that were with Dex, trying to get as many answers about what was going on as we could. They wouldn’t give anyone up. No matter how much we fucking tried, I mean we even called in the Sirens for help. Nothing. We don’t know where he is. We just think that he might be watching, so we’ve kept Liza here. We’ve never brought her brothers out here for a visit, we thought maybe if we didn’t bring Vice it would be okay because when the VP leaves a lot of eyes are on him.”
I’m pacing at this point, she’s been through so fucking much. No fucking wonder now that I broke her fucking trust she doesn’t want to give that back to me. But an idea pops into my head with the mention of the Sirens.
“What if I told you I could get you access to one of the Sirens’ bunkers and get you to work with an honorary Siren, as well as Wizard to see what the three of you can find together.”
“I mean that would be fucking awesome, but how are you going to pull that off.”
I just smirk at Glitch and pull out my phone. It’s time to see if my big sister can help me out.
Chapter Eight
Liza
As soon as the door clicks shut behind Glitch and Dragon I look up into the eyes of some of my brothers. I haven’t seen them in years and yeah we’ve had conversations over the phone, but it’s not the same. I still didn’t know how they could be here. They have never told me much about Vandal or anything that was going on with the club, but if they are here is it possible he’s gone? What if he isn’t gone and he follows them?
My heart rate picks up along with my breathing. I try to take deep breaths knowing that I am holding the baby, but I can’t seem to get it under control. Ryder immediately comes over and sits on the bed removing Walker from the side he is sitting on. He then grabs Jaxon and passes him over to Trent.
“Liza, you need to breathe. Listen to my voice.” Ryder grabs my face between his hands and forces me to look into his eyes. “Tell me three things you see.”
“Your eyes, your stupid messy hair, that dumb lip ring you got.”
He chuckles, “Alright now tell me three things you feel.”
“Your hands,” I then squeeze the tiny little hand holding mine, “Waylon, the blanket covering me.”
“Good, now three things you hear.”
My breathing is evening out, I’m trying not to think about anything else.
“You, people talking in the hallway, the monitors.”
“Alright, take a deep breath. It’s going to be okay. We are here and no one is ever going to hurt you again. Now, what got you so worked up?”
He leans back and removes his hands from my face, but he doesn’t move off the bed. I look around and see that Trent is sitting on the couch holding Jaxon while talking to Walker. Cade is standing on the other side of the bed keeping an eye on me. I look over next to me and Waylon is sitting there staring up at me.
“Baby, how about you go talk to your Uncle Cade while I talk to Uncle Ryder, okay?”
“Okay, mama.”
Cade comes over and helps him get off the bed before taking him over to where the other boys are.
“Alright, now talk to me Liza. What’s going on?”
“I just, what are you guys doing here? I thought it wasn’t safe. You know with Vandal and whoever he is working with? What if they followed you here? What if they know you are traveling to see me? What if—--”
Before I can get another word out Ryder interrupts me.
“First of all, I’m telling you this not to scare you, but to keep you semi informed since we have failed to or refused to over the years. We wanted to keep you safe physically and mentally. But I think we need to be a little more open. Vandal, he left the day you did. We don’t know where he is. We think after the party he went back to the home he kept you in and found out you were missing and hightailed it out of there. I’m sure he was afraid you would come to the club. He wanted to avoid what happened to the other traitors we had.”
My head is reeling, “What do you mean other traitors?”