Redemption (Shattered Souls MC 2)

“What?” I ask, running my hand down his rough cheek.

Banging on the door interrupts our moment. I want to kill whoever it is because he was going somewhere with that thought and I’m sure it’s long gone now.

“Fuck, what?” he yells.

“Sorry, Z. We need to be around the table,” Riley says.

He’s cursing as he stomps over to the door, yanking it open. “Right now? Are you fucking serious? It’s late and everyone is half trashed.”

Angry Zane is back, and I don’t like it. He’s not thinking straight right now. He’s got his father’s memory and my future clouding his thoughts. I don’t want him to do anything stupid, because I know all too well the urge to do something to protect the one you love.

“Well, Brooks doesn’t give a shit,” he says, slapping his arm. “See you out there.”

Zane turns to me, shaking his head. “Sorry, babe. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“Don’t be, I understand.” He goes to walk out, but I say his name. He turns around, lifting an eyebrow. “I love you.”

He smiles and gives me a wink. “I love you, too, babe.”

It’s not what I wanted to say. I wanted to tell him to let the anger go before he walks in there. I wanted to tell him not to do anything stupid. I wanted to tell him that he’ll get his justice. But, when his blue eyes crashed into mine, I said the only thing that mattered.

19

Zane

I look at the closed door, shaking my head. The only thing I want right now is to be with Harper. It’s been a long fucking day and apparently, it’s about be get longer. I fight the urge to punch the door and walk out from the back. I was just breaking up a fight with Kace and Riley, now we are expected to be around the table. Brooks has lost his fucking mind. He’s been shady as fuck all day.

Earlier when we were all in the room with Dom, Brooks was losing his mind waiting for me to end it. That told me he didn’t want Dom saying something, so I pushed. He was already weak from the loss of blood and I took advantage of that. I asked him again why Kingsley thinks we stole his drugs. He gave nothing. He took it all to his grave.

After I put the bullet in his head, I’m positive I heard Brooks breathe a sigh of relief. I wanted to question him, but he was walking out of the room barking orders to get it cleaned up before I could even turn around. We haven’t seen him since. Now he wants us all around the table. Drunk, tired, and in my case pissed. I push through the door, seeing Kace is missing still. I nod to Finn, sitting at the corner of the table. He deserves to be in here.

I yank my chair out and sit down, looking at Brooks. “A little late, no?”

“It couldn’t wait.” He looks around the table. “Where the fuck is Kace?”

“He’s probably having trouble getting his drunk ass out of bed,” Porter says.

“Fucking hell,” Brooks mumbles.

I light a cigarette and lean back. “What did you expect at this hour?”

He jerks his head to me, his eyes burning into me. “Watch it.” We stare each other down for a minute before he turns away. “Alex, go get fucking Kace.”

He leaves, but I feel the tension in the room. Enzo is quiet, Brooks is brooding, and it’s fueling my anger. As we sit and wait for Kace and now Alex, I think about how moody Kace was today. This late-night meeting is going to piss him off as much as me.

The door slams open as they both come in. Kace laughs as he falls against the door and I shake my head. Great fucking idea having us all meet now. Once they are sitting, I turn to Brooks.

“Alright, what the hell is going on?”

He tosses a piece of paper down and I grab it before anyone else can.

All this blood is on your hands

My head snaps up and I look between Brooks and Enzo. “What the fuck is this?” I growl.

“We found that on Harper’s car,” Enzo says.

“FUCK!” I roar.