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“Someone needs to explain what the fuck is going on,” Optimus boomed, the sound of his voice echoing through the trees that surrounded the house.
I couldn’t even form words.
My mother stood at the bottom of the staircase, her eyes shining with tears. She ignored Optimus for the minute and focused everything on me. “I wanted to tell you.” Her voice was small, slightly broken. Not the woman who had stood at the gates of the compound less than two weeks ago and held her chin high as she asked for help.
“Tell me fucking what?” I managed to finally grind out between clenched teeth. “The fuck are you doing here… with thefucking police!”
She wasn’t wearing her leathers and there were no bikes to be seen. Her pants were fancy, black and business like.
“Let’s go inside, there’s a lot we need to talk about and I can’t explain on my own.” She stepped to the side and held her arm out. Her words were spoken like she’d rehearsed them a thousand times like she needed to practice for this precise moment.
Deacon stood to the side, studying us carefully. No doubt wondering what we’d do.
Op and I both turned to Leo, our Sargent at Arms, who I had no doubt would have been scanning the house and the area from the second we pulled up.
This may have been my mother, but we all knew something was going on here that wasn’t right. The only people I trusted were my brothers.
They were my family.
Not her.
“There’s a couple people inside. I saw their shadows move past the window,” Leo explained, his eyes still studying the house.
“Judge and Skins are inside waiting. It’s only them.” I felt as though she was telling the truth. But I was once again second guessing my instincts. She had something she was hiding and I hadn’t seen it.
Deacon stepped in, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Go inside, Jackie. It’s not safe for you to be out here, just give them a minute.”
My mom opened her mouth as though she was about to say something to me, but I turned away, giving her my back and moving closer to my brothers. It wasn’t subtle. I was showing her that I was with them, not her.
Slider and Eagle kept their eyes on her but stepped in closer too—a protective move.
It wasn’t long before I heard footsteps followed by a softly closing door.
“Stop being such an asshole and come inside. Listen to what they have to fucking say.” Deacon’s tone hit me hard and I spun around, stomping straight toward him like a bull who had seen red. Someone grabbed my arm just before I reached him, and held me back from the swing of my fist that I had already lined up in my head.
“Don’t tell me what to fucking do, cop,” I sneered, spitting at his feet.
He just snorted, unwavered by my angry outburst. “Fine, Blizzard. Stand out here and fucking sulk like a child. But I’m telling you now, you’re going to want to hear what they have to say if you want to keep your family safe.”
“They couldn’t even keep their own motherfucking family safe!” I yelled. Optimus pulled me back toward my brothers, but I fought against him. I wasn’t about to let this asshole down talk me.
“Enough!” Judge’s voice made me stand a little straighter. He stood in the doorway. He wore light denim jeans and a button up shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms. He looked a lot more muscular than I remembered.
The police badge that hung from the chain around his neck, sitting just below his beard and sparkling in the sunlight was what made me want to pull my piece and shoot him where he stood.
Op choked, “Cops? You guys are cops?”
“Yeah,” he said seemingly bored by the response. “Now get the fuck in here before I let the kid here arrest all you assholes.”
Pulling his handcuffs from his belt, Deacon smirked and twirled them around his finger.
“Arrest us, and we’ll expose all of you,” Slider shot back.
Judge just grinned. “Expose me, and I’ll tell all your brothers how much you love having a finger in your asshole when you fuck.” Judge stepped back inside the doorway, but his shadow still loomed there, waiting for us to make a move.
“I… I…” Slider stammered, his ever-present grin, completely wiped. Leo attempted to keep a straight face as he patted Slider on the back but no luck.
“Let’s go,” Op said sternly, heading for the stairs. I took a deep breath and followed behind him, my other brothers at my back.
