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Tiny walked up behind me, tapping my shoulder, and looking down at me with a stern expression on his face.
“Gotta talk to you,” he said.
Remedy looked at me with worried eyes, and I squeezed her thigh to ensure her everything was fine. I got up and followed Tiny into the hallway.
“Got news?”
He nodded. “Just got a text from Bear. Said he saw the fucker around town.”
I ran a hand through my hair and sighed, thinking about how I wanted to do this. “Did Bear see if he was alone?”
“Must be. Apparently he’s been living in a motel room for a couple of days. Always wearing the same clothes, looking all dirty and rough.”
I looked back to the dining room, meeting Woodrow’s eyes. He knew we were hiding something. Then again, it was him who had been hiding shit from us for two years.
“How do you want to handle this, brother?”
I turned my head to look at Tiny, thinking about my decision before answering him. “I’ll confront him. Probably best than to dance around it.”
“Need me to be there?”
I shook my head. “I’ll talk to him alone. If I need backup, I’ll let you know.”
I went back to the dining room and cleared my throat to get Woodrow’s attention, and when he met my gaze, I nodded my head toward church. “We gotta talk.”
He didn’t question it. He got up and gave Agnes a reassuring smile, then he followed me into the room and I closed the door behind me.
“What’s this about, Fender?”
I paced the floor and clasped my hands behind my back, letting my head hang low. “Seems we have a small issue, Prez. There are rumors going around all across the country. Been hearing things for months now but didn’t want to believe them.”
I stopped and looked up at him, studying his face carefully. His eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth twitched. Yeah, he knew something, and I was about to find out if those rumors were true.
But I had to be careful in case I’d find out the truth and he’d get all defensive and shit.
I chose my next words carefully. “The trust we have in this club is the kind others on the outside aren’t capable of understanding. We vowed to protect our brothers and family and promised to keep everyone safe. No matter what. We do anything for this club, and we’re going to fuck up anyone who tries to fuck with us. We wear our colors proudly, and whoever crosses us gets a taste of how cold-fucking-hearted we are.” I looked him in the eyes, watching his firm expression slowly fade.
I took a step closer and tilted my head back, looking down on him as his gaze shifted.
“You’re ruthless. Taking matters into your hands when your own brother decided to drag our name through shit. You were the one to kill him. To pull the trigger and dispose of him without giving him a damn funeral. Not that he deserved one anyway. When we tried to decide who got to shoot the bastard, you bravely stepped up. You tied him up and blindfolded him, drove him to an undisclosed location, shot him in the head, then pushed him into the ocean.”
My words brought tears to his eyes, and it angered me that he had that reaction after everything Doc has done to our club. He betrayed us. Used the power of our club to do dirty shit for even dirtier men. His doings were unforgivable.
I took another step toward him, and when his eyes met mine again, I saw the horror lingering in them. I gritted my teeth and my body tensed. I had to stay calm but I was on the fucking edge. Maybe having Tiny in the room with us would’ve been a better idea.
I was about to fucking snap.
“Would be a damn shame if everything I just said was just a made-up story, no?”
Woodrow swallowed hard and stepped back as I moved closer, cornering him.
“What do you know?” he asked, his voice shaky.
“Apparently, not the whole damn truth. I want to hear you say it.”
“I don’t know w-what—” Another hard swallow. “He’s dead. I killed him."
“LIAR!” I roared, slamming my fist into the wall next to his head.
