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I step over the threshold to find almost everyone already seated. Only Styxx and Scythe are still missing.
“Glad you could make it,” Reaper grunts, watching me.
“Had to drop Bristol off at work and talk to Everett, make sure he didn’t leave her there unprotected,” I grumble, taking my seat by Diablo. The two of us might only be members and not hold rank within the club, but like a few others, we have aplace at the table. I never understood it, but I respect Reaper and Angel. They run this club and do a hell of a job doing it as well. All of my brothers and I agree that those two men all but bleed for this club. They’ve more than earned their ranks, and taking me in the way they did, I appreciate them all the more.
“I thought that building is secure?” Angel remarks in question.
“Yeah, but it won’t stop Giselle’s husband, Cordell Barker, or that fuckin’ mother of Bristol’s from getting to her. I wouldn’t put it past any of them,” I grumble and lean back in my seat, letting out a frustrated breath. “The three of them decided to pay Bristol a visit last night. They were at the house when we got there along with Officer Bryant.”
“I bet Bryant enjoyed that visit,” Tombstone scoffs as both Scythe and Styxx step into the room, closing the door behind them.
I’m not surprised to find Scythe has his and Josephine’s baby, August, curled up against his chest.
“You couldn’t get him to sleep anywhere else?” Reaper smirks.
“Fuck no, tried, and he wouldn’t lay down for shit,” Scythe grunts, taking his seat. “Josephine needed to get some rest. August woke up every hour last night wanting to eat. Neither of us got shit worth of sleep last night. Doesn’t help that the only place the boy wants to sleep is on either of our chests. Though he prefers my woman’s tits.”
“Don’t mind him. He’s just irritable 'cause he’s got to share Josie’s tits with Auggie here.” Styxx snorts.
“Kiss my ass.” Scythe sneers.
“Fucker, we’re twins, shared the same womb. I figure at some point or other, I did that already.” Styxx outright laughs.
“Alright, before the two of you can get back into it, we’ve got shit to deal with right now that doesn’t involve ass kissingor tits,” Reaper states sternly, putting a stop to all other antics. “Beast, finish filling us in on what happened last night.”
I fill them in with all the details of last night, including what Bristol said along with her mother. “I’m not sure what Cordell is playing at, but you should all know if you don’t already, the fucker’s my cousin, and he’s a complete asshole with a vindictive streak a mile long. The mother, though, you all already know what she’s attempting. But more than that, Ronnie is going to be after Bristol’s sister. He’s not going to give up on getting her back, especially if he finds out she’s knocked up.”
“Fuck, that complicates things,” Angel mutters, shaking his head.
“Yeah, that was my thought as well,” I agree. “Bristol doesn’t want her sister to go away and not have help from her family.”
“Then we go need to figure something else out. Bristol is family, and she’s never asked for anything. After what she went through, I think we need to make it happen, so she doesn’t lose her sister. Any objections?” Reaper grunts, glancing around the table.
Silence is all that meets his question, and he nods.
“What if you talk to Everett? He’s a lawyer, not fully connected to us, just through you. What if you get him to do a restraining order?” Diablo suggests.
“You want me to bring my brother into this?” I stare at him in disbelief. He’s got to be insane.
“It would be a good option considering if we were to keep her here, she’s safe, and they wouldn’t be the wiser. If he petitions the court for the order, they wouldn’t ask questions, considering the fact he’s doing it for his assistant as a favor. Not for the club. We can protect her here.”
I stare silently at him, and I get where he’s coming from. But there’s also the other bullseye that comes with bringing Everett into the fold on this. Taking a deep breath, I roll my head onmy shoulders and look directly at Reaper. “There’s more that needs to be said. You and Angel know my past, along with a few others . . .” I take the next twenty minutes to fill them all in on the rest of what I need to regarding my mother’s family, including her death and that of the child. I still can’t believe she was going to give over a child to them, but then again, I can. The mother I thought she was died a long time ago when I first learned all this shit at sixteen. “So, not only do we have to deal with this shit, but I’ve also got the target that was painted on my back a long time ago now possibly positioned on Bristol’s, and I won’t lose her.”
“You’re not going to lose her, Beast,” Tombstone remarks sternly.
“Scythe, I want you and Styxx to get to work at the computers and see what you can find on Beast’s family. We’ll deal with that further once we have it. For now, Beast, call Bristol and get her and Everett in here. Let’s talk to him. Diablo’s right, having him handle Giselle’s restraining order and eventually the custody of the baby, will be a good approach to this. He’s not tied to the club, and we all know that he’s cutthroat in the courtroom.”
“Maybe we should talk to him about taking us on as clients.” Hellhound snorts.
“It’s a possibility. Now, let’s break for the time being, but no one leaves the clubhouse. I want to have a plan in place for Giselle by tonight,” Reaper declares, dismissing us all for the time being.
I don’t want to think about this all being a good idea where Everett’s concerned, but they’re right, and I’m just going to have to get over it. I’m going to have to deal with a lot of shit now that my past is coming to the present, and I need to do that before it has the chance to bite me on the ass.
CHAPTER 13
BRISTOL
“Yeah, we’re on the way.”I glance up at the clipped tone of Everett’s voice as he comes through the open doorway to his office to where my desk is set up. “We’ll be there in ten, fifteen minutes tops,” he states, pulling the phone away from his ear, eyes on me. “Let’s go.”
