“Just had an interesting call with Billy,” he said.
“Tatum’s boss?”
He nodded. “He may have some information for us in the next hour or so.”
“About the motherfucker screwing with the club?”
“Yeah.” He took a long swig of his beer, shifting his gaze to Jen who’d just exited the room. “Fuck, I told her to stay home,” he muttered before stalking towards her. He’d been in a foul mood for days because of her. I was looking forward to her giving birth to that baby and leaving him in peace. But that was months away.
I moved to where Kick and Nitro stood in the corner of the room. Kick could hardly take his eyes off Evie and their baby daughter. I didn’t blame him. There was nothing like a newborn and their mother. On top of that, Evie’d had complications with her pregnancy, so I figured he was being extra cautious. Exactly how I’d be if I had more kids.
“Kick!” Evie called out. “Can you come and take Elizabeth for a moment?”
Nitro and I watched in amusement as Kick covered the distance between him and his family in a matter of seconds.
“Wanna place bets on how long it takes him to knock her up again?” Devil asked, joining us.
“You reckon six months?” I suggested.
“If that, brother,” he said.
Nitro changed the subject. “Where’s King at with Marx? Are we done with him yet?”
Marx hadn’t proved useful at all. “As far as I’m concerned, we are. But King hasn’t mentioned any decision yet. I’ll bring it up with him later.”
“We need to get him out of here as soon as possible,” Nitro said. “The last fucking thing we need on these premises if the feds raid us is him.”
The screech of tyres and a bloodcurdling scream from outside cut through the air. The sound of gunfire followed close behind.
“Fuck,” I yelled, my entire body alert. Moving swiftly to the clubhouse bar exit, I met Monroe’s gaze and ordered, “Stay here! Do not come outside!”
I ran the distance of the driveway, searching for the source of the screaming and gunfire. Nitro and Devil were right behind me.
“What the fuck?” I said when we reached the end of the driveway. There was no one in sight.
“Where’s King?” Nitro asked.
“Last I knew, he was with Jen.”
“I saw them come out here a little while ago,” Devil said.
They definitely weren’t here now.
My gut churned with apprehension. We’d all heard the sounds. So where the fuck did they come from?
“Hyde!”
King.
We moved further outside the perimeter to look down the road and made a gruesome discovery, one I knew would completely change the path our club was on.
“Fuck me,” Nitro swore, echoing my thoughts as we watched King approach.
“Motherfucker,” Devil cursed, too.
This shit wasn’t happening.
It couldn’t be.