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“Hey, darlin’, be a sweetheart and lock up for me!” I shouted, hanging my head out the window as Priest pulled out of my driveway.
Heading down the long dirt road, I sighed and leaned back in my seat. “That was close.”
“Frank told you to lock the front door,” Priest said, stating the obvious. In my defense, I wasn’t thinking clearly. Well, I was thinking, just not with the right head. Seeing the turnoff up ahead for the clubhouse I moaned.
God, I really fucked up with that damn mud shit. I was just trying to make sure my girl had the best start to her marriage. Instead, my godson, Skylar’s little brother Cameron, also known as the evil spawn of Satan, found my container of mud I had specially ordered from overseas and had a fucking party in King’s honeymoon cabin. When I found the son of a bitch who told Cameron where it was, I was going to stab the fucker.
The place still reeked.
The thought of spending another crappy day cleaning and sterilizing that cabin messed with my stomach.
“What’s wrong?” Priest asked, as he turned down the long dirt road that would take us to the clubhouse.
“You ever get the feeling that something big is about to happen?”
“Like when Mike caught Gunner and Sarah together at his place?”
“No, that was inevitable. I told the dumbass to come clean and admit what he did. No, I’m talking about something bigger.”
“Like when Skylar’s house blew?”
“No. It’s like the forces of nature are about to converge and wreak havoc on everyone around. I can’t really explain it.”
“Do we have severe weather coming? Is that what you’re saying?” Priest said, glancing out the windshield and looking at the sky.
“Priest, it has nothing to do with the damn weather!”
“Don’t yell at me, asshole. I’m just trying to figure out what you’re talking about.”
“Then listen!”
“I am listening. You’re not saying anything that makes sense!”
“Never mind,” I muttered, as Priest brought the truck to a stop in front of the clubhouse.
“Oh, before I forget, Pyro needs your help at the construction site. He’s still taking care of Skylar, and with Frank still laid up, he needs you to help Enigma. Said when you get done cleaning the cabin again, head on over there. And don’t forget, we have church today at noon.”
“Uh huh.” I nodded.
Something was off.
I could feel it more than anything.
Taking a good look around the clubhouse, I tried to see if anything looked out of place. When I noticed nothing out of the ordinary, I headed inside to find my sister Freyja sitting at the bar waiting for me.
Hanging my head, I groaned.
“Not today, Freyja. I had a shitty morning.”
“Too bad, Dimeter. I read the cards this morning. It doesn’t look good.”
I loved my sister.
Hell, I loved all three of them, but Freyja could be a hard pill to swallow. As the oldest, Freyja firmly believed because she was born first, she was in charge. To make matters worse, she believed that shit our parents peddled about how we were all universal beings and should live in harmony... blah, blah, blah.
Unlike my club brothers, my sisters and I weren’t in a so-called normal family. Our parents were free-range parents, hippies that firmly believed mother earth would provide everything we needed. Homeschooled from the moment I took my first breath, I lived my adolescent and teenage years as free as a bird, until I wanted something more. Well, needed something more if I were honest.
That’s when I decided to join the real world.
