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Hearing my cell ringing, I immediately knock Noodles’s arm off of me and jump out of bed. Seeing Zoey’s number, I start to freak out. Not sure I can handle much more; my hormones are all over the place.
“Zoey, everything okay?”
“Goldilocks, not even close. If I didn’t have to tell you this, believe me I wouldn’t, but gonna need you at Glory’s as soon as you can get there. We got the motherfuckers to talk after a bit of persuasion. We’ve been told Lilly is in fact at one of the compounds, though none of these jackasses know which one. What they did have knowledge of is that even if we were to find her and try to take her away, she won’t go.”
“Why not? Is it because her dad is there too? Something has to be holding her there, right? Is she hooked up with one of those sick bastards, or does she have something like Stockholm syndrome, not realizing that those are not her protectors but abusers? Well, just spit it out, Zoey, what the hell is it you’re so afraid to tell me?”
The silence is almost deafening. This must be even worse than I thought would come out of her questioning them tonight. As I wait, I look to see Noodles getting dressed, and for a quick second I think what a waste to cover all that manliness up. He looks my way and by the smirk on his face it’s like he’s in my head. I just give him a tiny grin.
“Goldilocks, the smart one of the bunch realized he was dead, no matter what, so he informed us that the reason Lilly won’t leave is because if she does, she will never see her child again. He even implied that they might even go as far as killing the child to show the other women what would happen if they thought it was okay.”
I didn’t hear a word after she said Lilly and child. My God, she was a baby when Glory left. When did the Thunder Club Knuckle Brotherhood get ahold of her? And at what age did someone rape her little girl body? I can feel the shakes start just as the phone falls out of my hand onto the floor. Then my legs give out and I’m on my knees, looking at the phone, hearing my bestie screaming at the top of her lungs.
Within seconds Noodles is at my side, on his knees, pulling me close and holding on tightly to me. The shakes keep getting worse and my mind flashes back to when I was in my dad’s clubhouse and I was drugged and raped. As I’ve always said, the only good thing that came from that horrific night is Hannah.
“Sweet Pea, talk to me. What’s going on? Are you okay? Maggie, my God, did someone get hurt from the club? Is it your dad or mom? Fuck this.”
Then he grabs my phone, screaming into it for, I’m guessing, Zoey to shut the fuck up and listen. Then he chews her ass out, never taking a breath as he gives her an ass beating. Then as quick as he started, he stops. His eyes are on me as he listens to what Zoey is telling him. I watch his face turn a pasty white and his mouth get tight. He takes a deep breath then tells my bestie he’ll call her back in a minute.
When he disconnects the phone, he literally throws it on the floor then stands, walks over to the wall, and starts punching it not once or twice, but three times. Then his head hits the wall as his hands form fists at his side. I’ve never seen him like this. He’s usually calm and steady so I’m starting to freak out. When he turns looking at me, his face guts me. I quickly get to my feet, rushing to him. My arms go around his waist as he pulls me in close.
We stay like this for a minute or two then he gently pushes me away.
“Sweet Pea, I don’t even know what to say to make this better. It’s so fucking bad and it’s going to get worse. Glory has been beating herself up all these years. What the hell, do you think she’s going to be able to handle it when she gets this information about the daughter she thought might have been in hiding with her father or, worst-case scenario, dead. Now the good news is Lilly is alive but, my God, what shape is she going to be in? And that poor child who was conceived out of hate and brutality. We need to end that bunch of motherfuckers, Maggie. Now we need to get dressed and get over to Glory and Yoggie’s before Shadow does. And while you’re getting dressed, gonna put a call out to Raven to alert every Devil’s Handmaidens sister to meet at Glory’s. She’ll need all the support she can get, that’s for sure. And know, Sweet Pea, I’m right at your side and here for you, no matter what.”
Feeling the tears running down my face, I lean into Noodles as he hugs me tightly.
“Noodles, I know exactly what that little girl not only went through but also the emotional roller coaster with your feelings toward that baby. So yeah, you’re right, Glory is going to need each and every one of us there to support her. I’m going to get dressed. Thanks soldier boy. I hope you know how much I love you.”
Before he can reply, I turn and walk into the closet to grab some clothes. As I do, more tears run down my face. I pray to God I can get them all out now, so when I’m at Glory’s I don’t show my emotions. Motherfucker, this is going to suck big time.
* * *
When we approach Glory’s house, I see all kinds of vehicles in the driveway and around the house. As Noodles pulls alongside Panther’s truck, I see Zoey leaning against Panther with Avalanche sitting right next to her. Oh shit, this is really bad. My bestie and enforcer usually doesn’t show any emotions, and now she looks like she’s about to break.
I get out and move directly to the truck my bestie is in. Avalanche steps out, grabbing me close while whispering to me.
“Tink, she’s not doing good. I think she’s thinking about how Hannah was when she found her, and now there’s another kid out there in a similar situation. And she’s worried like hell about you. Be gentle with her.”
At first my temper starts to get hot until it hits me how much he truly cares for his brother and best friend’s ol’ lady. Damn, I wish I could find this raw diamond a woman. I give him a squeeze.
“Avalanche, she’s lucky to have you as a friend and brother. Thank you for being there for her.”
I hear the door open behind me and when I turn, Yoggie and Glory are looking out, confused. Before I can take even a step toward her, Olivia squeezes between the two of them rubbing her eyes. Then she looks up at the adults.
“Is this a party? Why so late? I’m tired.”
Yoggie leans down, picking her up, saying something to his woman, then walks back into the house with Olivia. Pulling her sweater closer to herself, Glory must see something on all of our faces as she leans back against the front door. Feeling a hand wrap around mine, I know it’s Zoey. Together we walk toward the house with all of our sisters falling in behind us. Well, until someone else grabs my other hand. When I look that way, I see Hannah facing forward but I can tell she’s been crying.
Fuck, this is going to bring up all kinds of memories for my daughter and there’s nothing I can do about it.
“Tink, what the hell is going on? It’s what, holy fuck, it’s three fifteen in the morning. Did someone die, oh my God, is it Momma Diane or Pops?”
I can’t get a word out. My mouth is as dry as cotton, and I don’t have a clue what to start with. Looking at Zoey, I can tell she’s going through the same thing as me. I feel all my sisters closing in behind us. Glory is watching all of us closely and something goes across her face.
“Oh my God, is it Lilly and Gino? Did you find something out? Are they dead?”
That last sentence comes out barely as a whisper but is filled with such pain. Why does God do this to good people, while sick bastards live life with not a care in the world?
