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Cole
My phone went off,and an unknown number popped up on the screen. “Hello?” I answered cautiously.
“Cole, don’t hang up,” I heard Amelia’s voice say. I instantly sat up straighter. “I’m in jail. The fucking FBI are here. Hopefully, I can get out on bail come Monday.”
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “For fuck’s sake, Amelia, what did you do?” I asked her. Because she had to fucking do something.
“Hurry up, Johnson!” I heard a cop holler in the background.
“Yell at me one more time, and I’ll gladly add another fucking charge to the ones I already have,” she growled at him. I clenched my jaw. “Cole, just try your best to get me out of here before they get me for murder, too.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” I knew something like this was going to fucking happen. She was fucking unstable, and she was causing even more shit for me to have to deal with.
I heard Amelia yell at someone, and the line hung up. “What’s going on?” Dad asked as he sat beside me, drinking a beer.
“Amelia was arrested by the FBI, I think. Her bail hearing isn’t until Monday, so I can’t do anything until then.”
“She’s gone for four hours and already sitting in jail.” He sighed, shaking his head.
“Dad, this means the FBI are on our asses,” I told him. “Amelia’s also not in the right state of mind at the moment, and God help us if she says something that she shouldn’t.”
He sighed again and ran a hand down his face. “We can’t even grieve without something else popping up. The same fucking thing happened with Heather.” He looked at me. “When is this shit going to end, Cole? How in the hell did we even end up here?”
I shrugged. “This is all I know, Dad, so I don’t know,” I answered him honestly. “The only thing that I know is that the clubs are falling apart, and our women are getting hurt when they shouldn’t be victims. Amelia was raped and beaten, and then, Heather was killed. Mom ended up getting kidnapped. What woman is next, Dad? This shit has never happened to the clubs before.”
“I’ve got to get your mom to give up her position to you, Cole.” I arched a brow at him. “Amelia is going to have to take your spot. Between you, me, and Amelia, we should be able to pull ourselves out of this mess.”
I didn’t want to think badly of Amelia; I really didn’t. But she was mentally unstable at the moment, and she definitely wasn’t making the greatest decisions. “Do you really think Amelia is a good idea, Dad?”
He looked at me. “When Amelia is given a goal, she reaches it, Cole, no matter how long it takes. Of course, I think Amelia is a good choice.”
Sure as fuck didn’t expect him to think that highly of her.
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Amelia
I glaredat the FBI agent sitting outside of my cell. He was an old bastard. He seemed so fucking old that I didn’t even understand how he was still part of the FBI force.
“They expect you to be able to stop me from doing something stupid?” I asked him, smirking. I was on a mission to get on every fucker’s nerves while I was here, and he was my first target.
“My age does not mean anything, Johnson. It’ll do you good to remember that,” he retorted.
“How many days do you have until you fall dead?” I snapped back at him.
“Is there a double meaning there, girly?” he asked, cocking his white-haired eyebrow at me.
I snorted. “Not at all,” I said with a ton of sarcasm lacing my words.
He glared at me. “Keep up with the remarks, and I’ll see to it that you don’t make bail,” he snapped at me.
I glared at him. Jail was bad enough. I wouldn’t allow this bastard to put me in prison. I’d had enough bad experiences with closed in spaces and walls that seemed to hold a thousand secrets, including my own. It was a miracle that I wasn’t going stir crazy sitting in this cell. If they put another person in here, though, things would instantly go downhill.
Crossing my arms, I sat back on my cot and shut the fuck up.
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