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Scythe would have been proud.
War flinched, wincing in pain, which only made me cry harder. I leaned over him, pressing my face into his neck and inhaling the familiar scent. I cried into his shoulder, reveling in the slow strokes he made up and down my back, comforting me when it should have been me comforting him.
“If you die…” I warned him.
He put his fingers beneath my chin and lifted it so our eyes met. “It’s part of the job. You know that, Bliss. This life ain’t glamorous.”
Anger lit up inside me. “I know, and yet I still picked it. I picked you.”
“Maybe not your smartest move,” Nash mused. “Really not sure he’s worth it.” He chuckled when War flipped him the bird.
Vincent still ran his fingers up and down his blade. It was what he did when he was stressed, I knew that now, but it didn’t make it any less creepy.
War eyed him warily, then turned his focus back on me. “I know. I lost it for a minute there. But those women in that house. And Caleb taking that baby…”
My gut clenched. “I haven’t stopped thinking about them.”
“Me neither,” War replied quietly.
“Ditto,” Nash agreed, while Vincent just nodded.
War shifted on the bed with a wince of pain, even though he was babying his hurt shoulder. “I’ll get the guys back out there in a couple of days.”
I stared at him. A couple of days wasn’t good enough. Caleb could do anything to them in that time. Plus we had no idea who was in charge at the Sinners anymore. And that poor woman, Kara… She needed her baby back.
“We send out a search party tonight. That house where they were keeping them backs onto the woods, right? So does the clubhouse. We might be miles away from them, but that doesn’t mean we can’t go in on foot. Plus, I want someone to go through Caleb’s offices, as well as his house, and I’ve got a few other places we can check. His friends. His parents. There’s no way he’s taking care of that baby himself. She’s either with someone he knows…” I didn’t want to voice the alternative. It was too bleak.
Hawk frowned at me. “You might be his woman, but that don’t mean we take orders from you, Bliss.”
War silenced him with a murderous glare.
Hawk shrugged. “Okay, seems we do take orders from you. Fucking hell, asshole. What good is being your VP if your woman ends up running the show when you’re down? You might as well patch her in.”
He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “She looks good in leather, so don’t fucking tempt me.” He turned to his vice prez. “She runs the search. She knows Caleb better than anyone. Do you know where his parents live or the code to his offices?”
“No,” Hawk admitted.
“Then you’re her VP for as long as she needs you.”
Vincent put his blade back in his pocket, apparently satisfied War wasn’t going to die or try to come with us.
I nodded, a little buzz working its way through me. “Call everyone into church. The women too.”
Hawk and War both gaped at me.
“She can’t do that!” Hawk yelped, his voice going high. “Come on, War! It’s one thing for her to coordinate a search, but this is going too far.”
War frowned. “Bliss, that room is a sacred space. No nonmembers. No women. Fuck, we don’t even let prospects in there until they’ve been with us a year.”
I didn’t care. “We need the women out there searching too, War. All of us. Not as a club, but as a family.”
“We’ll get the other charters in to help,” he offered as an alternative.
I shook my head. “That’ll take too long. Even if they leave now, some of them are hours away. That baby could be dead by then.” I grabbed War’s hand and put it to my belly.
Our baby kicked at the weight.
His eyes went big. “She’s moving.”
