Page 36 of Double the Redemption

Glitch held her gaze. “We can talk about that, but I need you to calm down, all right? Asher is probably scared of all this yelling and fighting.”

That was the wrong thing to say. Naomi took advantage of Savage’s position and kicked him in the balls, making him release her and fall to the floor with a pained groan. Naomi moved swiftly to the closet, blocking it and glaring at Glitch.

“Don’t fucking touch my son,” she hissed. “I don’t care if you are a mercenary. I know how to kill you. I studied shooting a gun for years for the day I could use them.”

Glitch lifted her hands as Ink limped into the room. He took in the scene, his eyes widening until they fell on her. Naomi didn’t even glance at him, her eyes fixed on the only other woman.

“Naomi,” Glitch tried again.

“You said we would be safe here,” she snapped. “That no one would be able to identify me. But it’s only been a little over a week, and already, you have a club girl with a vendetta against me, who was publicly smacked down by Rogue. She’s not going to forgive that. She’s not going to let that slight go, especially since she’s going to be Ink’s Old Lady or whatever you call her. I know how MCs work. The first chance she has to sell me out, she will. She’ll make sure I’m gone, and she won’t care what it takes to make it happen. One wrong word on the street, and we’re dead.”

“Naomi, I don’t have an Old Lady.” Ink tried to reassure her. “I heard what happened with Kayla, but there’s nothing between us. She’s just a club girl.”

“A club girl with her eyes on you and an eye on the patch that comes with it,” she scolded. She never took her eyes off Glitch. She was the one who would come after her to get to Asher. The men wouldn’t want to hurt her, but Glitch was small, fast, and highly trained. She was their ace.

“Naomi, please, let’s just talk this out,” Ink urged. “I know we fucked up, but we can fix it. And I’m sorry we scared you by coming in.” He gave her a small, teasing smile. “And at least your aim was shit, because you missed me and hit the wall by Savage’s head.”

“It’s like Royal all fucking over again,” Savage groaned, and got to his feet. “I thought I said no fucking guns allowed for the women around here to prevent this shit in the first place.”

“Yeah, well, I gave her mine to make sure she felt safe. Clearly, it was a good idea since she didn’t hesitate.” Glitch smiled. “Nice job, by the way.”

Naomi narrowed her eyes. What, she thought that was going to calm her down?

“All of you get the hell out. I don’t care what you have to say. Taz told me to stay put. When they get here, we’re leaving with them. We are not safe here.”

“You’re perfectly safe here.” Savage huffed, moving to stand beside Ink and Glitch. He scowled at her. “Kayla won’t say shit to anyone. That’s how this works. She’s protected by the club because of her position here, and that means she keeps her mouth shut.”

Naomi let out a humorless laugh. “You really think that’s going to matter to her? The right amount of money, drugs, or whatever her vice is, she’ll sing like a canary. Or, worse, if Diego and his men or their allies get hold of her and torture her, she’ll tell them everything because they’ll kill her. If you’re willing to risk me and my son by bringing those girls here just so you can get your dicks wet, then I am not safe here.”

Savage didn’t answer, but her words hit their mark.

Glitch turned and glared at Savage. “I told you it was a fucking bad idea.” Then she shifted to Ink. “But you and Ice insisted. You couldn’t just go in town and find your pussy like any other man.”

Wait, it was Ink who wanted the girls there?

Naomi stiffened as the hurt swelled. God, she really was an idiot. The man she was swooning over like a lovesick teenager wasn’t interested in her. He wanted sex, and he saw a way to get it.

Ink’s face flashed with guilt then regret. “Naomi, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. We’ve always had the club girls here for parties. It’s how things work. We … we just wanted to⁠—”

“You wanted to fuck around, and you thought I wouldn’t be there, so you didn’t have to worry.”

Ink flinched.

“You think I didn’t notice no one invited me? Everyone talked about it around me, but left me out? I wasn’t even really hurt by that. I was going to stay back at the apartment.” Her gaze flicked back to Glitch. “You and Karissa insisted. You said the club girls wouldn’t arrive until nine because that was when they were allowed in. I should have known better. Those girls weren’t going to miss the opportunity to start partying early.”

“They should never have been allowed on the grounds until nine,” Savage interrupted. “And we’ll address it with the prospects next. We’ve already spoken with Kayla and threatened her, saying she won’t be allowed back on the grounds if⁠—”

“And that was the worst fucking thing you could have done,” Naomi snapped. “You’ve now cemented in her mind that I am public enemy number one. She will be looking for me now. She’ll be listening for my name, talking to people about me, and trying to figure out whether I’m new to town and where I might work. She won’t fucking care that you threatened her. She’s looking for dirt on me to find out what makes me so special to you all.”

“She won’t talk if she values her life,” Glitch replied.

“She’s already talking if she’s gone,” Naomi growled, thrusting her hands through her hair. Her shoulders slumped. She wished the Devil’s Predators could get here a hell of a lot faster than the twenty-four hours they indicated. “You’ve practically signed our death warrants, being so fucking careless.”

Before they could respond, she yanked open the closet door. She found Asher sitting in the same spot, face wet with tears, clutching the blanket and toy.

Her heart broke, and her own tears spilled. “I’m so sorry, baby,” she whispered, hurrying to pick him up and settle him in her lap. Pressing against the wall, she held him tight as he sobbed loudly.

His fear was palpable as he let go of the blanket, wrapping his little arms around her and burying his face in her neck. She tried to soothe him, crooning soft words of reassurance she didn’t feel.