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“This town belongs to our club,” he says, flicking his thumb between him and me. “We don’t like outsiders and we don’t tolerate pricks moving in, making moves in our territory.”
Who seems to be the leader of this little band of wankers reaches for the pool cue on the pool table.
“Not much you can do about it since we’re already here and not planning on going anywhere,” he says.
Psycho purses his lips and pretends to mull it over. “Then you’ll force us to act and you’re lucky because I fucking love a good fight.”
He drops his arms and two poles, which I didn’t see him pick up, slide down from his sleeves and he spins them around with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
Our pints land on the bar and I push them back out of the way and notice a baseball bat perched on the wall. Jumping over the bar, I grab the bat and push the barman out of my way. I much prefer a bat to a wrench. It’s much easier to work with.
“Now, depending on how you fuckers wanna handle this, we’re gonna have to get this started. I ain’t got all day.”
“Do you know who you’re fucking with? Our boss…”
“We don’t give a shit who you’re working for. If you’re still able to use your mouth after we’re finished with you, you can tell your boss to come see me.”
One moment it’s a stare-off between their leader and Psycho and then I’m a second behind as he lurches forward, swinging his fist at Psycho, and the prick to my left, comes for me. I swing the bat toward the guy who turns out to be the biggest prick in the pub. Automatically, Psy and I move so we’re back-to-back to one another, and while he swings his poles, I work the bat like an extension of my arm. With a few heavy swings, we have four of them on the floor, not getting up again. I receive a sucker punch to the back of the head, and I stumble into the nearby wall. In the rush of the free for all fight, I catch a glimpse of Psycho moving like a ninja, throwing punches, and booting heads that land by his feet. I throw myself back into the brawl as two lads come toward me and ram into a lad that’s making his way to go for Psycho. Knocking him down to the floor, I pound my fist into his head until he’s a bloody, unrecognisable mess. Not even his own mother would be able to identify him. Arms wrap around me and haul me back until I land on my arse. I throw my fist wildly, hoping to hit someone somewhere when I gaze up and see Psycho. Examining the bar, eight guys are down and bleeding and fucked up. And fuck me, I can’t catch my breath.
“Time for that pint.” He grins and holds his hand out to help me up.
Shoulder to shoulder, we stand at the bar and while I catch my breath, he sips his pint and assesses the cuts on his knuckles. “Shit, Evie doesn’t like evidence of fighting on me,” he mutters.
I wonder if Lexi would care or not if I returned with open cuts on my knuckles.
Picking up my beer, I gulp it down in five mouthfuls and slam the glass down.
“I like how you fight.”
Snorting, I say, “It’s one of my best qualities.”
“Best ones to have.” He digs out enough cash to cover the drinks and then tosses the barman an envelope, of what I’m guessing is enough cash to cover the damage caused by the lesson we’ve had to teach today.
“If you don’t have plans, why don’t you come round to the house for dinner tonight.”
Arching my brow, I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Never in the few years I've known him has he ever, one, talked this much to me, or two, invited someone back to his house. Not that I know of anyway. I wouldn’t turn down his offer even if Lexi wasn’t going to be there.
“Sure.”
Pushing away from the bar, I flex my fingers on both hands and relish in the stinging pain shooting up into my wrists. I accidentally-on-purpose kick my boot into one of the guy’s ribs on my way out. Psycho stops in the doorway.
“Make it known to the rest of your little bitch band that the next time we have to come looking for you, it’ll be the whole club and we won’t leave you breathing.”
They really should take it as a promise because it’s not a veiled threat. Once I’m sitting on my bike, I light a cigarette and exhale long and heavy up into the air.
“What now?” I ask him.
“Now we update Chaos and then you can do what the fuck you like. We don’t have to spend the day together like women just cause you’re coming for dinner tonight.”
Some would probably take offence, but I laugh. “Fair enough.”
Not one gang-fucker comes out after us as we start our engines and pull away from the pub and not one police siren can be heard. I like how business here in Eastford can be conducted without a fucking snitch jumping on the blower and calling the police.
Chapter Seven
Lexi
Ispent far too much money today but as I go through all my new clothes, I can’t bring myself to regret it. I spent a little more than I planned but I hadn’t considered the cost of everything rising over the last ten years.
