Page 45 of Savage's Honor


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BRUISER

Following the dipshit who showed up at the clubhouse, my gut’s telling me he’s up to no good.

I’m not one for bullshit and never have been. It’s the way I grew up, and that won’t ever change. I learned a long time ago to listen to my gut the way my dad used to tell me—the way my mom did.

Both my parents showed me to be tough as nails. Even now, with my dad gone, my mom is the toughest person I know. She’s a hard ass, but still, she has the softest heart.A while back, she took on Avery’s nieces and nephews and has been giving them the life they should’ve had in the first place.

No kid should live the way they’d been living. In a run-down trailer, dirty and hungry. Now, they’ve got the good life and a woman who cares for them. Treats them like her own. I’m sure if Mom could, she’d adopt them all in a heartbeat. After me, she wasn’t able to have more kids and always wanted a houseful.

I refocus, shifting my mind back to task as I watch Simon pull off the road and down a dirty lane. Colt and I pull off to the side of the road. I glance over at him without a word. Simultaneously, we both park our bikes and climb off. No reason to announce ourselves. We didn’t hide we were following him. But we didn’t make it obvious either.

Together, Colt and I take to the woods, staying out of sight and following the path until Simon’s car comes into view with him standing outside of it, leaning against the side.

I stop behind one of the giant oaks and lean against it to listen.

“You sure this is a good idea?” Simon asks. “I think this whole thing is bullshit. What’s so important with getting in with these assholes?”

Hmm, interesting. I glance at the tree next to me and catch Colt’s inquisitive look.

“Because I have plans for them all,” the other man states. “They took something of mine, and I want it back.”

“And that would be?” Simon prompts.

“None of your concern.”

Taking a peek around the tree, I get a good look at the man Simon is speaking with. Something about the older man looks familiar, but I can’t put my finger on it.

“I get you think that, Johnathan, but it’s my ass on the line here. You want me to do this, you’ve got to give me something.”Simon pushes off his car and rakes his fingers through his hair.

“Watch your tone with me, boy. It’s not me who owes money. That would be your family. I could easily exploit your family business to the world, but you help me, those stay a secret, and I don’t take Gwyneth as payment.”

“You touch my sister, and you’ll regret it.”

Furrowing my brow, I start connecting dots. This is bullshit, and I’m definitely getting a bad feeling about all this.

“Don’t you threaten me, boy,” Johnathan snaps. “You do as you’re told, and I won’t touch sweet, little Gwyneth. Get in with that club. Find a way to separate the women from the men. I want my property back, and while at it, go ahead and get your hands on Honor as well. She’s a pretty thing, and both of them would make perfect pets.”

Tension flows through my veins, and my hand itches to reach for my gun. To go ahead and pull the trigger, killing both these men. It would keep the headache to come at bay, but I can’t, not yet. I need to hear what else is said.

“You promise if I do this Gwyn stays safe?” Simon asks, sounding somewhat timid.

“I give you my word. I’ll clear your debt, and so will the others if you succeed in this. But if you can take out the brats as well, I’ll throw in a bonus,” Johnathan states, chuckling menacingly.

At those words, everything clicks in place, and I know who this fucker is. He’s the man who . . . fuck . . . this isn’t good.

Another thought pops into my head, and I know we need to talk to Cy. Find this Gwyneth. If we do that, then we’ll be able to keep control of dipshit Simon since he seems to have a soft spot for her.

Glancing at Colt, I jerk my chin and start heading in the direction we came from. It’s time to get back to the clubhouse, fill the others in, and plan because there’s a shitstorm coming, and it’s not the one that involves Avery’s siblings. Those idiots are being dealt with come tomorrow. This storm has to do with a war that’s been stalled. Now, it’s happening, and I’ve got to warn my brothers.

Then I’m going to find this Gwyneth. I’ll use her to make sure this shitstorm doesn’t get any worse and hope she doesn’t become my reckoning.

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