Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 75193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“It’s time to talk, Kelly. I never would’ve given you access to Ridley if I’d known you’d fuck him over like this,” Wolf said angrily.
I wanted to laugh at Wolf’s big brother act.
Kelly would’ve found me regardless of whether I wanted him to or not.
He needed someone easy like Connor, and I’d given him Connor on a golden fucking platter because Connor needed direction.
Apparently, the direction Kelly sent him in wasn’t the right one, though.
Connor had no one to blame but himself, though.
He’d always been a fuck up.
Over and over again, I’d bail him out only for him to land himself in even hotter water the next time.
No, Kelly wasn’t to blame, regardless of whether he had prior knowledge of this or not.
Kelly walked away from Connor’s body, straight to the picnic table outside of the station, and sat down.
Heavily.
Wolf, Griffin, and I followed them.
My eyes went to the group of my other club members almost instinctively.
They surrounded my woman.
Casten was on her left, a very annoyed looking Mig on her right, and Peek at her back with Alison at her front.
She was surrounded on all sides, and she didn’t even notice.
She was too busy watching me with concerned looking eyes.
I blew her a kiss, and her face lit with a joy that I only saw on her face twice before.
“I was at the office when your brother called on my cell phone,” Kelly started. “Said he wanted to go back.”
“Go back where?” Wolf asked, sounding pissed off with a half explanation like Kelly had just given.
“Into protective custody,” Kelly answered quickly. “I told him to come to the office, but he said he couldn’t leave his hiding spot or Hanson would find him.”
“What?” I asked. “Why?”
“Apparently, Tasty didn’t take too kindly to us blackballing his old lady from coming to him. When Coller came to see him last week, Tasty relayed all that had happened over the last couple of months, and Coller left a hot minute later, pissed off and ready for a beat down,” Kelly said. “I reviewed the prison files, listened to their conversation, and was just about to head over to find you, and then Connor, when I arrived to see this.”
I didn’t bother to turn around and look where Kelly was gesturing to.
I knew what it looked like.
Knew that Connor had fallen flat on his face with a hole in his head, courtesy of the sheriff.
“Fuck,” I sighed. “Mother. Fuck.”
I was so fucking tired. I could sleep for a fucking week if only I’d be allowed to.
Agent Fork and Coldwater joined us then, bringing my attention away from Kelly to the other two.
“What’s up?” I asked them.
“Found Coller’s body, finally. One of Peek’s bullets hit him in the heart. He was floating down the river about two miles downstream from where he went in at.”
My mind was fucking blown.
For real, I didn’t know what in the fuck was going on.
“Why now?” I asked. “What the fuck is going on that he’d decide to do this now? We’ve had this going on for years.”
“This is the first time you got close enough to really shut him down, though,” Wolf said darkly. “Maybe we should just thank our fucking stars and go on with life.”
I looked at Wolf, then back at Kelly who looked like he’d been put through the wringer, and nodded.
“I guess that’s all we can do,” I obliged.
***
It was still bothering me, though.
Hours later, I was still worried about it.
“What’s got you still awake?” Apple asked as he rocked in the recliner with Emily lying against his chest.
An empty bottle sat at his right, and I knew he’d gotten up with Emily.
Although he almost had to.
Kitt had a seizure about two hours after I’d told her about Connor. Luckily the seizure she’d had had been back to what we knew them to be. Meaning she spaced out for about thirty seconds, then was back to normal. Although it’d been ‘normal,’ it’d still been scary as fuck. All of us had been waiting for it to get worse, but it never had.
“Can’t sleep,” I muttered, taking a seat across from him. “Something’s bothering me.”
“What?” Apple asked.
I rubbed my belly absently, still warmed by the way Freya’s back had been tucked up against mine for most of the night.
Although I’d been awake, I’d still held Freya, in my bed, for the past four hours before that niggling feeling in my brain finally got too much to deal with.
I had to talk it out.
I’d intended to do it with Wolf, but I looked at my new brother-in-law, saw the exhaustion in his eyes, and realized that he would work just as well as the others.
He was my brother.
He was all of ours now. A full-fledged member of the Uncertain Saints MC.
We were his, too.
He was just as screwed up as all of us. He was fitting right the fuck in.