Page 87 of The Devil's Curve


Font Size:  

“What the fuck is your problem?” Hawk growled as Reese drove him back toward a metal railing.

They broke apart long enough so they could each throw a punch, landing them on each other.

Zac was then between them, making a decision on who to block, throwing his arms around Hawk, pushing him back a little.

Someone grabbed Reese and he threw an elbow. He hit Ellis in the face, busting his nose open. Ellis was still half drunk and half dead from the night before. He collapsed to his knees, holding his face.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned.

The rest of the guys showed up, gathering around Hawk and Reese to keep them apart.

“What the fuck is this?” Levi bellowed as he pushed through everyone.

“This motherfucker attacked me,” Hawk said, trying to force his way out of Zac’s hold.

Levi looked at Reese.

“Fuck him,” Reese spat. “He fucking killed that guy.DRMor not… the heat we’re under right now. And we’re just going to show up and kill someone? And he was the father of Steph’s fucking baby.”

“Jesus Christ, Reese,” Levi said. “He fucking protected you.”

Reese gritted his teeth.

“Last time I checked, VP, that guy had a gun pointed at you,” Hawk called out. “You had no idea it was happening. You weren’t fucking focused. You were going to take a bullet to the fucking face, VP. I stopped it. It didn’t matter who the guy was…”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Reese said. “We should have never gone up there to fuck around. Now look what happened.”

“To be fair, VP,” Brett said, “What kind of situation would we be in if he was alive? Lasz’s little sister knocked up by a guy inDRM? That smells worse than the women Hawk sleeps with.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” Reese said. “Another kid has to grow up with a dead father now.”

Everyone went silent.

That’s when it hit Reese too.

He wasn’t lashing out about one thing, but a hundred things. The underlying reason being the way he grew up. His father living the outlaw life too hard, on the edge and falling off. Leaving Reese to live a life of something like destiny that brought him here.

“No more of this shit,” Levi said. “One thing Reese is right about is that the heat is on us. I don’t need my fucking club imploding.” Levi looked at Reese. “You should go take a ride. Clear your fucking head and think about everything bothering you.”

Reese backed away. “Right. Sure.”

“I protected you, VP,” Hawk called out. “You don’t think it fucks with me?”

Reese paused.

Luca grabbed his leather cut, forcing Reese to look at him.

“Listen here, Reese,” Luca said in his rough voice. “This club doesn’t work like this. Fighting from the inside? No. You have a problem, you take it to the table.”

“You voted to go up there too,” Reese said through gritted teeth.

“And you know what? I didn’t vote for Lasz’s little sister to spread her legs after a few drinks. And I didn’t vote for you to fall back into old habits with Josie.”

Reese broke away and walked away.

He turned his back on his brothers, but he didn’t take his cut off. That would be treason and a bullet would eat through the back of his skull before he could take another breath.

Reese would never take his leather cut off though.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com