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“So, what brings you to the lake?”
“Same as you, I guess.” His smile faded. “I was in an accident a few weeks ago and now I can’t do what I want.”
“What do you want to do?”
The big man sighed, walking over to one of the picnic tables and sitting down. Following him, I sat as he began.
“All my brothers are finding their women. I’m happy for them. I really am, but no one is going to want a man like me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I’m a giant. I’m the biggest brother in the club and the smartest. I guess I’m like you in some ways. I don’t know how to talk to people. I mean, I can talk, as you can see, but I have a hard time understanding the subtleties and innuendos. My brothers are always laughing and joking around, but I don’t get most of it. I spend most of my days at the club’s distillery. We produce and market Hell’s Breath. It’s a top-shelf whiskey. I helped King come up with the formula. Right now, I’m experimenting with a new brand, but it’s not right. I can’t figure it out. It’s missing something.”
“And that bothers you because you can’t figure it out?”
He nodded.
“Our distillery isn’t far from here. When I get stuck, I come here to think.”
“Well, I know nothing about whiskey, but I think you are very articulate and well spoken. Sometimes, it’s not what you don’t know, but what you do. And something is telling me you know a lot, Frank. Do you want to meet a woman? Is that what’s really bothering you?”
He nodded as I sighed.
“I know what that feels like. I never dated growing up. Boys rarely talked to me and if they did, they lost interest really quickly. It’s not easy being different, Frank, but I believe there is someone out there for us. We just have to find them.”
“You really believe there is someone out there for me?”
“I’m sure of it, and I would even bet you already know this person. I bet she’s like you, scared and unsure of herself too. Don’t give up hope, Frank. She’s out there. I know it.”
I sat there with Frank, in the cold and had the best time in my life talking with him. He was funny and wickedly smart. But like all good things, it came to an end when he had to get back to the distillery.
Back in my car, I had just started it when my phone rang. Picking it up, I didn’t look at the caller ID before I connected the call.
“Hello?”
“You’re dead, bitch.” I heard before the line went dead.
Trembling with fear, I looked at my phone, not knowing what to do next when I remembered Frank and the Sons of Hell. Rummaging in my bag, I found the card Scribe gave me and dialed his number.
Chapter Sixteen
Scribe
I couldn’t find Henley anywhere.
I looked everywhere.
She wasn’t at her cabin. She never showed up for work. Hell, I even stopped at Devlyn’s and got my ass chewed for losing her sister. Yeah, that wasn’t a comfortable conversation. Just imagining some of the shit Devlyn threatened to do to me had my balls shriveling up in fear.
That woman was mean as hell!
And that’s saying something because I thought my bestie had a temper.
Parked in front of the clubhouse, I stepped out of my truck when the devil herself marched over to me along with my sisters.
Fuck me sideways and twice on Sunday.
I didn’t have time for the witch brigade and their ringleader.
