weekend to herself so didn’t care. She was heading out with
that little prick of a boyfriend of hers anyway, so Callie would have been by
herself.” He dropped his hands to the table, looked at Lucien and leaned back
in his own seat. “Callie was acting like something was bothering her, though,
and she didn’t want to talk about it. I’m sure Sarah is just getting under her
skin like usual.”
Lucien didn’t respond, and Kink stared at him,
wondering what was going through his mind.
“Something on your mind?” he asked Lucien.
Lucien cleared his throat and shook his head. “I’m
good. You hear anything back from the attorney?” Lucien shifted in his seat
again and glanced at the doorway.
Kink knew something was definitely off with the President,
but clearly he didn’t want to talk about it. “I was supposed to meet with him
to go over some things tomorrow morning, but I should postpone it since all of
this shit is happening.”
“No, don’t put that on hold. You don’t have a lot of
time anyway. Besides, he’ll come here, and you can talk with him in the meeting
room and get things sorted out.”
“Yeah, I’ll give him a call. He seems like things
should be favorable, but I’ve got this fucking dread in my gut, and it only got
worse after this shit happened with the cult, and now the bombing. Besides, I
want Callie to come live with me. She might be turning eighteen, but I think
she needs to get away from Sarah and her toxic attitude. ”
Lucien grunted, scratched his jaw, and then finally
nodded. “Yeah, but we are going to take out those fuckers
that did this, and you can let the beast out, man.” Lucien grinned, and
Kink couldn’t help but do the same. “Okay, go see Callie. I have to go check on
my mom and her husband, make sure they are holding up okay, and call Tilly.”
“Your sister coming in?”
Lucien looked up at the ceiling, and his face took
on this hard expression. “She’s a stubborn girl, and was giving me a hard time
about not missing class and having exams. She is just as hardheaded as I am.”
“She should be good, though, safe I mean. She’s
several hours away, and the chances of those assholes linking
you two is low.”
Lucien nodded. “Yeah, I know, but still, it would
have made me feel a hell of a lot better if I had her here in the protection of
the clubhouse.”
“I know, but she is tough. She gets that attitude
from you.” Kink grinned. “I better go check on Callie if we’re done here.”
Lucien nodded and stood. “Yeah, we’re good. I just
wanted to see how everything was going.”
“It’s going.” Kink chuckled humorlessly and felt the
weight that was on his shoulders push down even heavier.
They headed out together, and instantly Kink scanned
the room. He saw Callie sitting over by Molly and Dakota, and moved over to his
daughter to make sure she was settled. Once he realized she was okay, he headed
toward the bar for a drink. He tossed back the shot that Tatum handed him. He
tapped the bar, and she refilled the glass. Once he had that shot back, too, he
turned and glanced around the main room. He couldn’t find the woman he was
looking for … Cookie.
“She’s in the back,” Tatum said from behind him.
He looked over his shoulder. “What?” Of course he
knew who the hell she was talking about, but he turned and faced her fully and
kept his mouth shut.
Tatum cocked an eyebrow, as if she knew he was
bullshitting her. “Really, Kink? You really going to play the ‘I don’t know what the hell you’re
talking about’ card?” She refilled his glass for the third time, and he didn’t
waste time in drinking it. “Listen, I’ve been walking around here for the last
couple of weeks watching the way you look at Cookie, and the way she looks at
you. It’s exhausting realizing you guys are trying to fight something like
this.”
“I don’t think this is really your business, Tatum.”
“No, it’s not, you’re right, but I can see
that little prick of a boyfriend of hers anyway, so Callie would have been by
herself.” He dropped his hands to the table, looked at Lucien and leaned back
in his own seat. “Callie was acting like something was bothering her, though,
and she didn’t want to talk about it. I’m sure Sarah is just getting under her
skin like usual.”
Lucien didn’t respond, and Kink stared at him,
wondering what was going through his mind.
“Something on your mind?” he asked Lucien.
Lucien cleared his throat and shook his head. “I’m
good. You hear anything back from the attorney?” Lucien shifted in his seat
again and glanced at the doorway.
Kink knew something was definitely off with the President,
but clearly he didn’t want to talk about it. “I was supposed to meet with him
to go over some things tomorrow morning, but I should postpone it since all of
this shit is happening.”
“No, don’t put that on hold. You don’t have a lot of
time anyway. Besides, he’ll come here, and you can talk with him in the meeting
room and get things sorted out.”
“Yeah, I’ll give him a call. He seems like things
should be favorable, but I’ve got this fucking dread in my gut, and it only got
worse after this shit happened with the cult, and now the bombing. Besides, I
want Callie to come live with me. She might be turning eighteen, but I think
she needs to get away from Sarah and her toxic attitude. ”
Lucien grunted, scratched his jaw, and then finally
nodded. “Yeah, but we are going to take out those fuckers
that did this, and you can let the beast out, man.” Lucien grinned, and
Kink couldn’t help but do the same. “Okay, go see Callie. I have to go check on
my mom and her husband, make sure they are holding up okay, and call Tilly.”
“Your sister coming in?”
Lucien looked up at the ceiling, and his face took
on this hard expression. “She’s a stubborn girl, and was giving me a hard time
about not missing class and having exams. She is just as hardheaded as I am.”
“She should be good, though, safe I mean. She’s
several hours away, and the chances of those assholes linking
you two is low.”
Lucien nodded. “Yeah, I know, but still, it would
have made me feel a hell of a lot better if I had her here in the protection of
the clubhouse.”
“I know, but she is tough. She gets that attitude
from you.” Kink grinned. “I better go check on Callie if we’re done here.”
Lucien nodded and stood. “Yeah, we’re good. I just
wanted to see how everything was going.”
“It’s going.” Kink chuckled humorlessly and felt the
weight that was on his shoulders push down even heavier.
They headed out together, and instantly Kink scanned
the room. He saw Callie sitting over by Molly and Dakota, and moved over to his
daughter to make sure she was settled. Once he realized she was okay, he headed
toward the bar for a drink. He tossed back the shot that Tatum handed him. He
tapped the bar, and she refilled the glass. Once he had that shot back, too, he
turned and glanced around the main room. He couldn’t find the woman he was
looking for … Cookie.
“She’s in the back,” Tatum said from behind him.
He looked over his shoulder. “What?” Of course he
knew who the hell she was talking about, but he turned and faced her fully and
kept his mouth shut.
Tatum cocked an eyebrow, as if she knew he was
bullshitting her. “Really, Kink? You really going to play the ‘I don’t know what the hell you’re
talking about’ card?” She refilled his glass for the third time, and he didn’t
waste time in drinking it. “Listen, I’ve been walking around here for the last
couple of weeks watching the way you look at Cookie, and the way she looks at
you. It’s exhausting realizing you guys are trying to fight something like
this.”
“I don’t think this is really your business, Tatum.”
“No, it’s not, you’re right, but I can see
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