Christ. “You should have told me straight away. I’ll be there soon, okay.” Her mother wasn’t equipped to deal with shit like this and I thought I’d made it clear to her to always call on me, but she was the kind of kid who hated asking for help.
“Okay. Thanks, Scott,” she said and then hung up.
I shoved my phone back in my pocket and entered the clubhouse, searching for Madison. I’d see what she wanted and then head over to pick up the cat and take him to the vet.
Nash ran into me as I rounded the corner to go into the kitchen. “Did you sort Darrell’s shit out?” he asked.
“Nope. The fucker quit instead,” I answered him.
“He’s an asshole so we’re better off without him.”
He was right but it’d left me screwed because now on top of everything else I had to do for Storm, I also had to run Indigo. “The girls are pleased that he’s gone, especially Velvet.” She was Indigo’s favourite stripper so keeping her happy was on my agenda. Darrell was too fucking handsy with the girls and had put the hard word on most of them. Just because they took their clothes off for a living didn’t give him the right to expect a quick fuck out of them whenever he needed his dick wet.
“Good,” Nash said.
Something in his tone grabbed my attention. “Why are you so interested in this? Indigo’s not your gig.” Unless of course you counted him visiting the joint for personal pleasure which he did often.
He shrugged. “Velvet’s told me some of the shit that he said and did to her. I didn’t like the way he treated them.”
I continued to study him. There was something there, something he was keeping close to his chest. “Yeah, we’re better off without him but we need a new manager soon, and fucked if I know of one. If you have any ideas let me know.”
“Will do,” he agreed.
“Okay, I’ll catch you later, man. I’ve got to get a cat to the vet before they close.”
“What the fuck? You don’t have a cat do you?” he asked.
I shook my head, “Neighbour’s cat.”
“Michelle’s?”
“Yeah. Lisa sounded stressed about it.”
“I don’t know why you rented your house to that crazy bitch, and sure as hell don’t know why you look out for her so much. Not after what she did at Indigo.”
“It’s not Michelle I care about, brother. She’s still a junkie so someone needs to be there for her kid. And she hasn’t worked much since we fired her so Lisa goes without a lot.”
“And people think you’re an asshole,” he muttered, and then checked his watch, “Shit, I’ve gotta go. I’ll catch you later.”
He headed out of the clubhouse and I went looking for Madison. It didn’t take me long to find her; I followed her laughter to the kitchen. It was bloody good to hear her laughing again.
She was chatting with Stoney and grinned at me like an idiot when she saw me. “Stoney was just telling me how you got drunk last night and - ”
I cut her off and glared at Stoney. “Thanks, asshole. You wait your fuckin’ turn. Payback’s a bitch.”
Madison was pissing herself lau
ghing now. “Seriously good shit, Scott. I can’t believe you did that!”
“You’d better believe he did that. Our Scotty doesn’t discriminate,” Stoney threw out there.
“What doesn’t he discriminate against?” J asked, entering the room.
I threw up my arms. “Fuck me! I almost went to town on some dick last night. How the fuck was I supposed to know she was a he?”
J, the asshole, started laughing too. “Fuck, man, I feel your pain. I often crave a little cock too, brother. If you feel you need that shit, we won’t judge.”
I punched him hard in the arm. “Good one, dickhead,” I retorted, and then directed at Madison, “What did you want to talk to me about?”