room, fighting with my mind the whole damned time not to go searchin' for Low.
As soon as I entered, Pick said, "Called in Saxon, Memphis and Lan. They'll be here soon."
"Good," I said with a chin lift.
"Brother," Dive caught my attention and offered a bottle of beer.
"'Preciate it," I said then walked to the couch, planting my arse on it before taking a long swig of the cool beer.
"Done?" Billy was the first to ask.
"Yep. Call Cracker, can you? He needs to get a team together and to that address, clean-up is needed."
Josie cleared her throat. Maybe I shouldn't have said that shit with her in the room, but from the look on her face, she wasn't fazed I'd just taken a fucker out. Instead, she looked worried about something.
"I think...I'm not sure, but I think I stuffed up with Willow."
Sitting up, I rested my elbows on my knees and asked, "How?"
"Um..." she started, still standing in Pick's arms just inside the door.
Billy butted in, seeing his woman lookin' uncomfortable. "She told Willow about her past and she reckons Willow took it in the wrong way."
"She did," Josie said. "I saw it in her eyes, the guilt. She probably thinks her stuff isn't as bad as what I went through, and I think now...I think she's regretting showing up at the garage." Her arms wound around Pick's waist. "She'll try to leave so her situation doesn't touch us for long."
"Babe," Billy started.
"No. I know, Eli. I saw it in her eyes, she feels guilty for throwing this on all of us, but she doesn't get that we'd want to help her regardless of our pasts." Her eyes came to me. "You'll need to keep an eye on her so she doesn't run and get caught by them."
With a stiff nod, I said, "I will."
A phone rang. Pick pulled it out of his back pocket and touched a button before putting it to his ear. "Yo." His eyes went wide for a second before narrowing. "Be there." He hissed and shut the phone down. "Dive and I'll stay here with the women. But brothers, you got a situation at the compound. Before Memphis and Sax could leave, a fucker from Venom turned up. He's trying to get some business from us."
"Stupid fuck," Billy growled.
"Let's get gone," I barked. "Pick, call Dallas and redirect him to the compound."
"Done."
* * * *
T hank fuck the compound wasn't far. As soon as we pulled in on our rides, we saw the stand-off out front. Memphis, with Sax, Handle, Beast and Pride, all stood in front of the garage looking tense and pissed while they faced Blackie, an older member of Venom. He had some of his brothers with him. What in the hell was goin’ on?
We climbed off our bikes and walked over, standing at the side of the situation. "What's down?" I asked.
Blackie smirked at Memphis then turned his eyes to me. "You call in your enforcer on us, old man? Can't take care of your own business?"
"I've already said no a million fuckin' times over. You ain't listenin' with your ears, you little shit," Memphis snarled.
Billy made a noise beside me. I chanced a quick glance and saw his eyes were on one of Blackie's brothers, but he quickly moved them away.
"What do you want, dickie?"
"Blackie," he bit out.
"Sorry, forgot." I smirked.
"Youse are the only good mechanics here. We just want someone lookin' and fixin' our bikes." Like fuck he did. Total bullshit.
"Get stuffed, dickhead," Billy said with a chuckle. "This is our turf. The rules fuckin' state you don't come this side of town unless you want war. Now why in the fuck are you really here?"
Blackie laughed. "Okay, you got me. I wouldn't want any of you bitches working on my girl." He gave a chin lift in Memphis's direction, but his eyes were on me. "Heard you were in a friend's business earlier today. He asked me to deliver a message. Keep out of it or things will get ugly."
My body froze solid.
Willow.
I got a step at him before Saxon stepped in front of me. I warned, "You better fuckin' not be involved in that sick shit, Blackie, or your life will be mine to take out."
"Oh, I'm not."
As soon as I entered, Pick said, "Called in Saxon, Memphis and Lan. They'll be here soon."
"Good," I said with a chin lift.
"Brother," Dive caught my attention and offered a bottle of beer.
"'Preciate it," I said then walked to the couch, planting my arse on it before taking a long swig of the cool beer.
"Done?" Billy was the first to ask.
"Yep. Call Cracker, can you? He needs to get a team together and to that address, clean-up is needed."
Josie cleared her throat. Maybe I shouldn't have said that shit with her in the room, but from the look on her face, she wasn't fazed I'd just taken a fucker out. Instead, she looked worried about something.
"I think...I'm not sure, but I think I stuffed up with Willow."
Sitting up, I rested my elbows on my knees and asked, "How?"
"Um..." she started, still standing in Pick's arms just inside the door.
Billy butted in, seeing his woman lookin' uncomfortable. "She told Willow about her past and she reckons Willow took it in the wrong way."
"She did," Josie said. "I saw it in her eyes, the guilt. She probably thinks her stuff isn't as bad as what I went through, and I think now...I think she's regretting showing up at the garage." Her arms wound around Pick's waist. "She'll try to leave so her situation doesn't touch us for long."
"Babe," Billy started.
"No. I know, Eli. I saw it in her eyes, she feels guilty for throwing this on all of us, but she doesn't get that we'd want to help her regardless of our pasts." Her eyes came to me. "You'll need to keep an eye on her so she doesn't run and get caught by them."
With a stiff nod, I said, "I will."
A phone rang. Pick pulled it out of his back pocket and touched a button before putting it to his ear. "Yo." His eyes went wide for a second before narrowing. "Be there." He hissed and shut the phone down. "Dive and I'll stay here with the women. But brothers, you got a situation at the compound. Before Memphis and Sax could leave, a fucker from Venom turned up. He's trying to get some business from us."
"Stupid fuck," Billy growled.
"Let's get gone," I barked. "Pick, call Dallas and redirect him to the compound."
"Done."
* * * *
T hank fuck the compound wasn't far. As soon as we pulled in on our rides, we saw the stand-off out front. Memphis, with Sax, Handle, Beast and Pride, all stood in front of the garage looking tense and pissed while they faced Blackie, an older member of Venom. He had some of his brothers with him. What in the hell was goin’ on?
We climbed off our bikes and walked over, standing at the side of the situation. "What's down?" I asked.
Blackie smirked at Memphis then turned his eyes to me. "You call in your enforcer on us, old man? Can't take care of your own business?"
"I've already said no a million fuckin' times over. You ain't listenin' with your ears, you little shit," Memphis snarled.
Billy made a noise beside me. I chanced a quick glance and saw his eyes were on one of Blackie's brothers, but he quickly moved them away.
"What do you want, dickie?"
"Blackie," he bit out.
"Sorry, forgot." I smirked.
"Youse are the only good mechanics here. We just want someone lookin' and fixin' our bikes." Like fuck he did. Total bullshit.
"Get stuffed, dickhead," Billy said with a chuckle. "This is our turf. The rules fuckin' state you don't come this side of town unless you want war. Now why in the fuck are you really here?"
Blackie laughed. "Okay, you got me. I wouldn't want any of you bitches working on my girl." He gave a chin lift in Memphis's direction, but his eyes were on me. "Heard you were in a friend's business earlier today. He asked me to deliver a message. Keep out of it or things will get ugly."
My body froze solid.
Willow.
I got a step at him before Saxon stepped in front of me. I warned, "You better fuckin' not be involved in that sick shit, Blackie, or your life will be mine to take out."
"Oh, I'm not."
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