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“Clips fell off and, well, you miscarried.”
“I was pregnant?” I gasped.
“Yeah,” Eugene muttered.
“And you forgot to tell me?”
“Yeah.”
“EUGENE!”
Epilogue
King
The club was celebrating good news. The club my grandfather started years ago was growing. My niece Jessica, Henley, and Claudia were all pregnant with boys, and although Sugar was happy to be pregnant, she still hadn’t quite forgiven Enigma. The running bet in the club was Enigma would pay penance for the entire nine months. I was betting until the kid turned eighteen.
Regardless, I didn’t have to worry about finding good men to fill my shoes someday. It looked as if everything was working out.
Oh… and Cameron was finally a happy little camper.
The boys outnumbered the girls once more.
I knew in time everything would work itself out, just like I knew Trip would one day wake up. My brother was still in a coma, but he was healing… slowly, but still healing. Claudia and George were still worried about his low brain activity, but I wasn’t. I knew Trip. The brother only had one brain cell, and as long as it was good, I knew Trip would be, too.
Now, my only concern was Priest, who I hadn’t heard from in weeks. When I received the call from the New York Police Department, I didn’t know what to think, but when the detective I spoke to, a Robin Calloway, specifically told me why she needed Priest’s help, I knew there was no way I could tell her no. Children were involved, and as much as I knew Priest couldn’t handle any more demons, I knew my brother.
If kids were involved, he would want to help.
However, when Phoebe, Scribe’s sister, offered to go with him, I didn’t know what to think. The young woman was shy and barely interacted with the club. But her offer to help Priest shocked me. In fact, she was rather adamant about the whole thing, which set off a few alarm bells, and when I asked her why, nothing could have prepared me for what she said. Not in a million years did I see that one coming.
What made the revelation more astonishing was that Scribe already knew and had said nothing.
I still couldn’t believe I heard her correctly.
“I’ll go with him,” Phoebe offered. “He’s going to need my help.”
“Thank you, Phoebe, but I don’t think you will be able to handle him,” I said kindly, not wanting to hurt the woman’s feelings.
“It’s not about handling him, King. It’s about giving him the space he’s going to need in the days to come. And trust me, what he’s about to do will not only test his strength, but his mental capabilities. He’s going to need someone who won’t care if he lashes out, only that when the time comes, they understand his pain.”
“Any brother can do that.”
“No, we can’t,” Scribe countered, walking out of the shadows to stand next to his sister. “Phoebe’s right. Priest doesn’t need a brother. He’s going to need my sister. And while I’m not thrilled that Phoebe will be around that mess, she is the only one who can get Priest through what’s coming. Trust me, King. Phoebe will protect Priest.”
“But she’s a…”
“She’s a what?” Scribe smirked, challenging me to finish my sentence as he winked at Phoebe, who just lightly shook her head. Yeah, I knew not to say anything. The last time I did, the women of this club put me in my place.
“Time’s up, huh?” the pretty woman whispered.
“Yeah, Sis. It is.”
Sighing, Pheobe got to her feet and looked me dead in my eyes. “The reason I’m the best person to go with Priest is because I’m his wife.”
Yeah, talk about a shocker.
Even with Phoebe’s revelation, I couldn’t help but worry about my brother. Priest wasn’t like the rest of us. His past would never allow that.
