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Hurricane dips his head. “Appreciate it, Constance,” he says, shaking her hand.
She turns, walking toward us, her high heels click-clacking on the concrete. My stomach rolls in apprehension, but I can’t do anything about this now.
The club is at war.
If I stay, I could die at the hands of Anton and his men.
And that is far worse than the thought of dying because I don’t get the surgery for my ADH cells on time.
I’m in a lose-lose situation.
I just have to wait and see how this plays out.
We walk out to the waiting vans, filing into them, including the Baroness. As I sit next to Novah and Kaia, I glance out the back of the van to South, who’s at the clubhouse door, standing and watching. He dips his chin, and I weakly smile as the door to the van closes.
Letting out a long exhale, I cling to Immy tighter, needing comfort from my family.
Novah places her hand on my knee, her eyes meeting mine. “We’re gonna be okay, Mom.”
I stare into her eyes. “It’s not me I’m worried about.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ingrid
We pull up to the Civil Defense Bunker on Pontchartrain Boulevard, the green grassy hill, nothing like I was expecting to see.
As the Baroness rallies her men pushing us all toward the extremely old-looking bunker opening, I glance at Kaia, wondering what the fuck we are getting ourselves into. This place looks abandoned and completely rundown.
I hand Immy off to Kaia and step forward to the main guy who seems to be running this task force. “Excuse me, but is this the right place?” I ask.
He glares at me as we’re continuously ushered toward the bunker opening. “I need you to stay quiet and keep moving, ma’am.”
I shift my eyes back to Kaia, and she shrugs as the man pulls back what looks like a rotten piece of metal, but behind it is a security keypad. He enters a code, and the hatch opens. The smell of mold and stale water assaults my senses first as we all take a step back in disgust.
“Is it sanitary to go in there?” I question.
“Listen, lady, I saidno talking. Follow us inside quickly and quietly. Do you understand?”
I raise my brow before replying, “Yes,sir.”The sarcasm in my tone is unmistakable.
His brow twitches in response, but he walks inside the bunker, and I figure, if I am the matriarch of these women, I should lead the way, especially if the Baroness is taking a back seat in this.
I take off first, stepping onto the small ladder and descending into the dank, smelly bunker on the other side. The inside feels moist, the humidity in the air smacking me in the face like a hammer the further I step inside the rundown shit hole. I glance back, seeing Kaia has followed me down, then she stands and waits for Novah to hand Immy to her. Novah follows, and then Lani, Izzy, Maxxy, Frankie, Clover, Addi, Storm, Jaz, and a few others continue behind them.
Immy begins to sniffle as we descend the narrow, dimly lit hallway.
It appears like a dead end. So I tense as we make it to another rusty old door.
The Baroness’ man punches another code into a security panel to the side of the door. “Welcome to your humble abode, ladies,” he states in a sarcastic tone to match mine from before.
I tense because I have a feeling that whatever we’re about to walk into won’t be comfortable by the looks of the outside. He pulls back the door, and I walk through. The smell of fresh, ventilated air hits me first as I enter. What looks like natural, glowing light illuminates the bunker, and my eyes widen in shock at the upmarket, very well-kept, incredibly deceptive underground sanctuary hidden beneath the ground in the middle of New Orleans.
I let out a shocked laugh as I step inside, taking in what I see.
There’s a large area, split into sections. In the middle is the living room, with multiple comfortable-looking sofas, rugs, beanbags, and even a large television on the wall. To the right is a kitchen area, including all the modern conveniences anyone could need—refrigerator, oven, cooktop, and I even see an air fryer. Not to mention all the appliances you need for babies.
Novah and Kaia take off straight for the kitchen and the baby equipment. Maxxy, Clover, and Addi head for the big-screen television in the living room. Frankie, Storm, and Jaz help bring all the supplies in while the others wander about checking this place out.
