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“I’m not a baby, Tarek!” I snap in his face. He looks down at me, and something changes. His face slowly relaxes along with his shoulders.
“Yeah. You’re right.” I nod my head as he holds his hand out to Twitch. The fist bump calms everything down, and we sit again. Tarek keeps me tucked close to his side, and I find I like being here.
“I didn’t see the back of the cut. I don’t know what club he belonged to,” I blurt out the information.
“Did you see him?” Twitch asks. I close my eyes, remembering his face. I remember the look, the way he wasn’t afraid of them. The way he almost smirked at them.
“He was a smaller guy. He had a tattoo on the left side of his neck. I couldn’t make out what it was. Medium-length blond hair. He wasn’t afraid of them.”
“What do you mean he wasn’t afraid of them?” Twitch asks. I open my eyes and look at Twitch.
“He wasn’t scared. He smiled at them. Even when they had guns to his head, he smiled.”
“Jesus,” Tarek mumbles under his breath.
“That’s him,” Twitch says.
“Who?” Tarek asks.
“Dodger. It has to be.”
“No fuckin’ way.”
“Yeah. Paul thought he went off-grid, and now we know why. Small guy with blond hair. That’s fuckin’ Dodger.” They both blow out a breath as I look at Tarek.
“Who is that?”
“He’s a member of the club, a different chapter.”
“He was family?” I ask him. He nods his head as sorrow seeps into his eyes. I feel so bad now. I should have told them to begin with, but I didn’t think I should. Either way, he was already dead, but now I feel horrible.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“Thanks for tellin’ us, Pierson,” Twitch says.
“I should have told you sooner. I’m sorry.”
“No. Don’t be sorry. This is all new to you, and you’re dealin’ with your shit on top of it. There’s nothin’ we could have done anyway,” Tarek informs me. I nod my head, still feeling a little guilty. Tarek’s hand slips over mine, giving it a little squeeze.
“What happens now?” I ask.
“Now we deal with this. The other chapter will come up, and we’ll figure out what to do from there.”
“You’re going to kill them?”
“Is that a problem?” Tarek asks, his eyes locking with mine. It’s my father. The man who gave me life, and now they’re sitting here talking about killing him. Is it a problem? If the shoe were on the other foot, he would kill me. I have no doubts about that.
“No,” I whisper, but he still hears me. He looks away from me and straight at Twitch. Something goes down between them. Something unspoken. I don’t bother trying to figure it out or reason it out.
“Everything is gonna be fine, Pierson.”
“I just … I never thought it would be over. I thought I’d run until they found me.”
“You’re not runnin’ anywhere.” Tarek declares. Twitch chuckles and shoves out of his chair before walking off. I glance back up at Tarek and wonder what’s going on in that head of his.
“I can’t stay here forever.”
“You can until this shit is dealt with. I won’t give you a reason to try what you did again.” His words warm my heart. That he wants to ensure I’m safe and okay means a lot to me.
