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That got everyone moving.
Red came from around the counter, right as the church doors flung open and Simon, Killian, Brooks, and Raif all walked out. Their vests were on, their boots thudding against the floor as their eyes hardened on me.
“What the fuck happened?” Simon’s voice carried a sliver of worry, but he masked it well.
Shaking my head, I tried to breathe and force my voice not to waver.
“I don’t know. She texted me over an hour ago that she was going to the food trucks early. I asked her to wait for me, but she said she’d meet me there.”
Killian came up next to me and gently took my cell so he could read the text.
“I called and some girl answered it, said the phone was on the ground. Said she was asking around for who it belonged to, but no one was claiming it.”
My body was tense, my knees and legs shaky, but my adrenaline was pumping. I wanted to go get in the truck and just start driving, but I knew Simon would have a better plan.
Simon stared at Killian for a moment before Killian said, “You think this is the demonstration they were talking about?”
Simon’s jaw clenched before he glanced at me and shook his head. “Not here.”
“Something happened. I know something is going on, tell me so I can help!” I shouted, trying to get Simon’s attention but he was already delving out orders.
“Brooks and Raif, you two go to Pyle, scout and see if you can find tracks. Get eyes out there.”
There were people moving around, guns were grabbed, and Killian walked toward the back wall, grabbing a bulletproof vest and pulling it over his head. My heart was thundering in my chest.
Simon walked past me, and I felt fucking invisible. I always hated this feeling, but now that Callie was at the center, I couldn’t take it.
“Please, Simon,” I begged, gritting my teeth as I walked up to his side.
He turned, setting those hazel eyes on me, and his head dipped. It was enough of an answer.
He wasn’t going to tell me shit.
“You know I would bring you in, Wes. I can’t, son. She’d kill me.”
I needed to hit something. “She might not even fucking be alive, and you’re worried about her being mad at you?”
This was fucking bullshit.
Killian walked over, keeping his gaze anywhere but on us.
Fucker.
I loved the dude, but in that moment, I was so jealous of his place in this life. Why should he get to be privy to what’s happening withmygirlfriend?
Why shouldanyof these fuckers?
“She’s mine, Simon. Make an exception.” My voice was harsh, with a biting tone.
Harsh enough that it warranted attention from people around us. No one spoke to the president like that.
My girlfriend’s dad just stared at me with pity.
“I would, Wes. You know I would.”
Panic surged as they started moving past me.
“I will not be put on the fringes of this,” I warned, but the threat held no heat. What the hell would I do to a club of bikers, following orders? All I knew was someone had to start talking to me and soon. Tears were burning my eyes and I just wanted to scream until somebody could actually hear what I was trying to say.
