A knock on the door draws my attention. “Z, can we talk a second?” Kace asks. His eyes drift to Ivy and he gives her a small grin. “Hey.”
“Hey Kace,” she says, and I notice her sad brown eyes begin to get glassy.
“Ivy stay with her until I’m back. If anything happens, call my cell immediately.”
She agrees and when I walk out, I hear her softly talking to Harper.
I follow Kace down the hallway and into the waiting room. The club is sitting there and even though I don’t say it, I do appreciate their concern.
“Any news?” Gloria asks, standing up.
“Nothing yet,” I say, running my hand through my hair.
“You should go home and get some sleep. They’ll call if anything changes,” Nora suggests.
I snap my head to her and the anger in my eyes has her take a step back. “I’ll fucking leave when she does.”
“Watch it,” Enzo hisses.
I scrub my face and look around. “What?”
“We sat on Club Kingsley and nothing. It’s open and guys are coming and going, but no sign of Kingsley,” Alex says.
“No word on the street. Everyone heard what happened, but they all say Kingsley hasn’t shown his face,” Porter explains.
It’s really not surprising. I didn’t expect anyone to come out and say something. If they did, Kingsley would kill them before they had a chance to get home.
“What about the Italians?” Riley asks, looking between Brooks and Enzo.
“They wanted to discuss some extra protection on one of their pickups,” Brooks starts.
I glance at Kace and he crosses his large arms. “But we don’t do that shit. That’s what you told them right?” he asks.
It’s quiet for a minute, but Enzo finally nods. “Yeah, of course that’s what we told them. They weren’t happy, but they understood.”
Bullshit. I don’t believe it for a second. I step forward to say just that, but Kace puts his arm in front of me. “Z and I are going to talk to a nurse now about Dom. If we find anything out, we’ll be in touch.”
“I’m gonna have a smoke first,” I say, walking toward the exit.
Before I’m even out the door, I light my cigarette and take a long drag. I lean against the brick building and drop my head back. We’re getting nowhere. Holding our dicks again while the Vegas Kings are ten steps ahead of us. Something needs to give.
“You need to get your emotions in check,” Kace says, lighting up next to me.
“Fuck you.”
He blows smoke up into the air and turns his head to me. “Zane, you’re all over the place. You’re pissed, sad, frustrated, but you need to keep that shit under control. I’m not always gonna be around to stop you when you’re about to run your damn mouth. You’re gonna make shit worse.”
“You think I don’t know that?” I yell. I throw my smoke and stand in front of him. “If she’d just wake up, I could focus.”
He nods his head and pushes off the wall. “Ivy’s with her now. I’ve been checking around and I think I found a nurse that will give us some information on Dom.”
The thought of actually getting some news helps me push my anger down a bit. “How do you figure?”
He laughs and puts his cigarette out. “She’s been eye fucking you since she walked in the door tonight.”
For the first time since everything happened, I laugh. “Well, let’s go see if I can get her attention.”
We go back inside, and I grab his arm, stopping him when we get to the waiting room. I shake my head looking around at my club, my brothers. “I appreciate you all being here. It’s not gone unnoticed, but you can go. Kace and I are gonna talk to the nurses and then I’m staying with Harper. If anything happens, I’ll let you know. Go home, get drunk.”