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“Glad to hear you idiots areokaybecause our president, ya know her, Tink is not. She’s losing her goddamn mind because her whatever the fuck she is her kid/sister, is driving across the country when she’s never even been out of the state of Montana. Momma Diane is going crazy and not only because Hannah took off, but she left those two pit bull beasts of hers at the house. So now, poor Momma Diane is taking care of four wild as fuck dogs while Squirt takes a cross-country trip for you four twits to have FUN. Where the ever-lovin’ fuck are you at, Dani? And don’t give me none of your bullshit that you can’t tell me, you swore an oath, or shook with pinkies or swapped blood, whatever you young morons do now a days.”
Damn, never thought Vixen would be so goddamn pissed off at me. Shit, should have gone with my gut and put the call in to Peanut. It would have been less than a five-minute call and she’d never raise her voice. I really don’t want to give her any more information than I have to. So, I play dumb first.
“Um, Vixen, how much trouble are we in? Did we blow our chances with the sisters? I’m so sorry I didn’t get permission first. Truly I am, but you all know I’m a follower not a leader, that’s why I’m prospecting to begin with. I’m good soldier material, can take orders, and follow through, just don’t ask me to make a decision ever. Can’t do that shit. So give it to me straight, how bad is it?”
Hearing her actually counting and deep breathing, I give her a few, put her on mute, and figure since I’m here might as well use the facilities. She’s so upset I am able to pee, flush, pull my pants up, and use my antibacterial hand soap before she says another word to me. Damn.
“Dani, I’ll ask you again. Where in the motherfuck are you at right now?”
“Sitting on a toilet in a truck stop talking to you. Well, I guess truthfully, letting you scream at me and call me names.”
I grin when I hear her try to stop the sound that comes across the line. Sounds like a muffled chuckle before she probably pulled the phone from her mouth.
“Nice one, smart-ass. Now, Dani, not fucking around, tell me so I can put everyone, especially Tink’s, Momma Diane’s, Pops’s, and crazy-ass Shadow’s worries to rest. WHERE ARE YOU IDIOTS AT?”
Knowing if Hannah finds out I called back home and told them where we are she’d kick my ass, or at least try, I’m on the fence, trying to figure out which is the worst of two evils. Then it hits me, and I grin again to myself.
“Okay, you win. We’re in Wyoming.”
Then I quickly disconnect the call. God, I hope that works and doesn’t make shit worse. Standing up, I unlock the stall door and almost swallow my tongue. Because standing in a line are Dotty, Kitty, and with her face as red as can be, Hannah. Apparently, they heard part or all of my conversation with Vixen. Time for some damage control.
“So are we ready to get back on the road, you book whores?”
THREE
‘VIXEN’
Son of a bitch, goddamn it, I wish that little punk-ass would have called anyone else but me. Now I’m the one who has to update not only the club, but Momma Diane and Pops. Not to mention both Tink and Shadow. And from the way Tink, our prez, is acting this isn’t going to go easy-peasy, that’s for sure. I feel a total ass-chewing coming.
Walking down to the common room, I see just about every sister there. Tink, Glory, and Shadow are at a table in the corner. Heartbreaker is behind the bar and looks to be making another pot of coffee. Peanut, Kiwi, and Duchess are across from her sitting on the barstools. Rebel and Taz, along with Wildcat, are at another table and look to be playing cards. Great, lucky me, the gang’s all here.
I move toward Tink’s table just when Raven comes running in, eyes bright. Before I can even get a word out, she starts her usual rambling.
“Got them, Tink. Dani made a call home. Oh hey, Vixen, you here to tell our prez you talked to one of our runaway prospects? Saw she reached out to you.”
Every set of eyes turns my way and I feel the heat start at my chest and work its way up my neck to my face. Fuck, I’m not that same old, skinny little kid getting bullied and beat the fuck up, who blushes whenever anyone looks at her. I’m a grown woman, tattooed and pierced to shit, with my own place, a job I love, and a club that fits me to a T. Shit, better get my jaws moving from the way Shadow is eyeballing me, fire coming out of those dead ice-blue eyes of hers.
“Yeah, thanks, Raven, was just about to let Tink know, so might as well share it with everyone, if that’s okay, Prez?”
She slowly nods, watching my every move. When those lil’ shits get back, I’m gonna kick Dani’s ass for putting me in the limelight like this. She knows I try to fade into the background, always. Well, here goes nothing.
“Dani did just call me. She was and these are her words‘sitting on a toilet in Wyoming.’Then she abruptly hung up. Before that her main concern was if they were in trouble and said she was only following Squirt’s lead. Sorry, Tink, seems like the leader of the runaway prospects is our own lil’ Squirt. She didn’t give me specifics on where in Wyoming they are, just the plan is to get to Texas for that stupid as fuck Motorcycles, Mobsters, and Mayhem book signing.”
The room is dead quiet, probably could hear a pin drop. No one says a word, everyone is watching the table with our prez, VP, and enforcer, waiting for their reaction. Well, until Raven jumps back in to add her two cents, thank Christ.
“So you were on the call long enough I was able to trace it. They are right outside of Casper, Wyoming on Highway 25. Little fucks are making great time, bet you that Dotty’s behind the wheel. That girl definitely has a lead foot.”
I hear it before she blows. A quiet snarl before it turns into a growl, then Shadow is on her feet. I actually take a few steps back just to be out of her reach.
“Goldilocks, swear to Christ when we catch up with them, I’m going to turn Squirt’s ass first red then black and blue. Stupid little punk ass, doesn’t she listen? With all the shit that’s been going on with all of us, especially first you and Noodles then me and Panther, we need to regroup and get our shit tight again. Not traipse all over the country to buy some books and have author bitches sign them, for God’s sake. She’s got a bit of crazy in her, I’m just saying. We need to quit spoiling her.”
Tink just looks at her best friend with a blank face. I hear a throat clear and turn, to my surprise I see Peanut trying to get the guts up to speak.
“Shadow, hey not to stick up for them because they should have gotten club permission and such, but I looked this signing up online. It’s huge, there are authors from all over the world who will be there. Some are international bestsellers, some areUSA Todaybestsellers, and some are evenNew York Timesbestsellers. Very well thought out and there is one author who is in charge, Sapphire Knight. She’s from the Lone Star State and has written well over forty something books and has made just about every list. Shit, wish they’d have asked me. I would have taken the trip, sounds like fun. But I’d have let y’all know what was up and where I was going. Though, just saying, let’s try to remember how young the four of them are too.”
Damn, our Peanut is growing up herself. Growing into her kutte as this is again another time she steps up and brings clarity to the situation at hand. To Shadow of all the sisters. Well, maybe not to all present. Shadow is glaring at her but to give credit where credit is due, Peanut is standing her ground. Though looking pretty nervous facing-off against the club enforcer, who we all know is bat-ass crazy. Hearing a chair move, I glance and see Tink standing.Oh shit,I think as she walks to me.
“Vixen, thanks for the update, too bad it’s not from my—well whatever the fuck she is. Hannah’s ass is in a ton of trouble, and I’ve not decided about the other three. Now, I get wanting to have fun and get your groove on, we all have different interests outside our club lives. Saying this, Squirt knew what she was doing by getting all the prospects to go with. Covering her ass, the little shit. Raven, keep your finger on them as long as they keep their phones on. Glory, I’m guessing you let my Pops and Mom know we got an eye on them? Thanks, sister, saw you on the phone. Momma was losing her mind and Pops was thinking about everything bad he could have, for Christ’s sake. They ain’t getting any younger, don’t need this kind of ignorant bullshit from one of their kids.
