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“I’ll leave,” Tanner said, taking a step away from me.
“No.” I thought a moment. “We need to take him to the hospital and then we can take him to Uncle Greyson’s.”
The twins laughed.
“Right,” Sammy said slowly. “Because that’ll go well.”
“I’m saying that we can take him to Uncle Greyson and then we can find out what’s going on.” I wasn’t sure how well it would go over with him, but it was worth a shot. Tanner had shown up for a reason. One that I couldn’t explain at the moment but a reason nonetheless. And he was also stabbed for a reason as well. Whoever hurt him, didn’t just kill his dog because they felt like it. They were clearly making a point.
“Who killed your dog?” Cyrus asked, moving beside his brother.
“I don’t know,” Tanner confessed. “I had never seen them before.”
“I’m making a call.” Sammy pressed his phone to his ear and walked away, heading down the long hall that led to the bedrooms.
“Cyrus, please.” I went up to my cousin. “You know helping him is the humane thing to do. You don’t want his life on your hands, do you?”
Cyrus searched my face but before he could answer, Sammy came back out into the living room.
He looked between all of us. “We’re going for a ride.”
***
(Tanner)
I had no idea where we were going. It wasn’t like I had much choice in the matter. The fact that neither Sammy nor Cyrus had killed me yet, earned them both a pat on the back. And maybe a raise. No, definitely a raise.
Sammy was the smaller of the two.
While Cyrus’s eyes were cold, Sammy’s were lacking something. Heart, warmth, life. Who the fuck knew? I didn’t know their story. But even though my club had been a rival of Hell’s Harlem for as long as I could remember, word traveled fast that their parents had been murdered.
I had never experienced that kind of pain. Losing Trigger was hard enough. He had been the only thing I had ever loved. I never even loved my club. I tolerated it most of the time.
When Bee helped me to my feet, we were under the watchful eye of the twins.
Busy. Bee. Johnny. Beatrix. So many names for someone so young.
Busy was my favorite. It was burned into my memory the way her eyes twinkled when I had given her the nickname.
“Where are we going?” she asked, breaking the unnerving silence between us.
“Weare not going anywhere.” Cyrus pointed at her. “You are staying here.”
My back stiffened, a sour taste erupting in my mouth that I would never see her again. “No,” I blurted.
All heads turned my way.
“No?” Sammy chuckled. “Don’t think you have a say in this, buddy.”
“One, I am not your fucking buddy. And two, I’m not going anywhere without her.” It didn’t make sense. I knew that. I didn’t even know her. But the words tumbled from my lips before I could stop myself.
Busy shifted beside us but I wouldn’t meet her stare. Knowing I would only get sucked into her beautiful eyes and probably do things I shouldn’t in my current state, I kept my gaze locked on the twins.
“Um…guys, we should probably go before it gets too late. You know Uncle Greyson hates being interrupted after a certain time,” Busy said, trying to make light of the situation.
I looked at her then. “Lead the way.”
She gave me a small smile and made her way to the front door.
