“
You going
to leave again?”
Zero asked.
“No, I’m not. I’m sticking around. You’re not going to
get rid of me that easily.”
“Are you done?” Tiny asked.
“Yeah, I’m done.”
“This vote has to be unanimous. I’m not in the mood to
hear maybes or shit. All of those in favor of Butch becoming a Skull raise your
hand.” Tiny kept his hand by his side and watched his men. He wasn’t going to
influence their decision. One by one the men started to raise their hands in
the air. Every decision had to be made by members of the club.
When everyone had taken their vote and he saw they
were happy to bring Butch back into the fold, Tiny put his hand in the air.
“Congratulations, Butch, you’re part of the club
again.” He slapped the man on the back, took the leather jacket from Alex, and
handed it to Butch. “Wear it with pride.”
“I will.”
Alex nodded toward Tiny to follow him. Shaking Butch’s
hand, and pulling him in for a man hug, Tiny congratulated him then took off after
Alex.
Closing the door behind him, he faced his friend.
“What’s going on?”
“Butch told me he got into Gonzalez’s fold and gave
his location tonight.”
Tiny started to doubt his plan. This was taking the
devotion of the club too far. “Tell me it all.”
“Gonzalez doesn’t know tonight was a vote to bring
Butch back in. He believes tonight is a celebration of Butch coming back. He
also believes that Butch despises us. We’re in right now.”
“How does this help us?” Tiny asked. “I don’t see any
use of putting Butch through this.”
“He believes Butch’s story and has accepted him as
part of the team. Since Gonzalez lost Homer to Pussy, he’s been a man down.
Butch is taking Homer’s place on the team, and we’ve got to feed him
information. Not only that, Butch can get the names of the people who are on
Gonzalez’s payroll. The moment we know those men, we start taking them out.
This is a good thing.” Alex folded his arms.
Tiny caught sight of the name “Matthew” inked on
Alex’s arm.
“You got your son inked on your skin?” Tiny asked.
“Yeah, I got a piece of him with me at all times. He’s
my son, Tiny. I got this from you.”
Smirking, Tiny slapped his friend on the back.
“There’s nothing better than having kids, is there?”
“I don’t know. I think about Matthew all the time. I
worry about him. I’m just pleased Cheryl’s not being a bitch about it and lets
me see him whenever I want.” Alex looked down at his ink and smiled. “I can’t
complain.”
“How’s Butch taking everything?” Tiny asked.
“Better than expected really. He’s doing what he needs
to do for us. What do you want me to feed him next?”
Sliding his finger over his lip Tiny wondered what he
could say next.
“Nothing.
Tell him nothing. We’re going to continue on as normal.”
“Tiny, we’ve got to do something. We can’t just miss
this opportunity.”
“No, we don’t. Think about it from Gonzalez’s point of
view. Butch starts feeding shit loads of information then we’re going to be in
trouble. We’ve got the repairs of the club to fix. Life as we know it has to
continue. Gonzalez is not in Fort Wills. Celebrations, marriages, and fun need
to come as well as Gash’s release. All of this is going to happen. We start
feeding too much information, Gonzalez will doubt everything. We can’t afford
for him to doubt us. Get Butch to start picking information from Gonzalez. He’s
part of the team, and we need to start picking them out.”
“I hope you know what you’re doing, Tiny. This is
going to be dangerous for all of us.”
“Can you deny what I’m saying?” Tiny asked.
“No, I can’t.” Alex locked his fingers together behind
his head. “Shit better get easier when Gonzalez is dead.”
“I hope so. I’m sick of all of this shit.” Tiny opened
the door. “We better join the celebrations.”
Walking into the main gym he saw Butch taking a long
drink, laughing and cheering with his brothers.
You’re going to get him killed.
Guilt swamped him, and he forced the pain aside. He
was doing everything in his power to protect his woman and the club. Thinking
about his woman brought the memory of the feel of her cunt wrapped around his
cock. The very thought of touching another woman sickened him.
In the past he’d fucked around on Patricia. His first
wife hadn’t satisfied all of his cravings whereas Eva kept him on his toes at
all times. He never doubted himself with Eva whereas Patricia made him feel
like a monster at times. Eva embraced every part of him. She stood by his side,
and he knew he wasn’t ever going to stray from her side.
“Let’s take this back to the club,” Tiny said, heading
toward the main door.
He heard Alex rounding up the men as he left the
warehouse. Staring up at the night sky he wondered what he was going to do when
Gash got home. The brother had been put away for rape and murder, and when he
got
out,
Tiny knew he’d be gunning for the woman who’d
succeeded in taking his freedom away from him.
Piling into the car he kept to himself as Lash drove
them back to the clubhouse. By the time they got there, Tiny had a headache. The
boys were all voicing their happiness at having Butch back into the fold. Smiling
and cheering along with the rest of the club when he needed to he cut away from
the crowd and walked upstairs, leaving the party to the others. He found his
woman in bed with the light on. She wore his shirt and had a sexy pair of
glasses pushed up her nose reading a book. Eva took his breath away. This was
what he was fighting for.
“Hey, baby,” she said.
Tearing his clothes off, he climbed in beside her.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“Butch got voted back into the club.”
“That’s great, right?” She put her book down and
turned toward him. His cock thickened at the sight of her with those sexy as
shit glasses.
“Yeah, it’s great. He got in with Gonzalez.”
She tensed at the news. “Are you sure?”
“I spoke with Alex. He’s waiting for more information
to be fed. For now we’re going to wait on what Butch finds out.” He told her
the truth about what Gonzalez expected tonight to be.
“I don’t know why you don’t tell Butch the truth.
You’ve got him believing that only Alex knows about him being on Gonzalez’s
team. Butch has got to feed information about us while also gaining information
for us. He doesn’t even know that you know the truth, Tiny. He must be hurting
inside thinking he’s ruining your trust. I know I would. Are you sure about
this?”
Taking hold of her hand, he spread his fingers wide
and locked their hand together. “Too many people know the same shit and we can
get caught. I don’t need Butch thinking about me on the job or anyone else. The
only person who needs to know the truth is Alex. We’ve got to do this. I’ve
thought about this long and hard.”
“You probably shouldn’t have told me.”
“I trust you, Eva. You’re my woman, and I won’t keep
anything from you, but you can’t tell Butch. Trust me. I know what I’m doing.”
She tucked some hair behind her ear. The pillow behind
them propped them up. “I trust you. I’m just scared of something bad happening.
I’d hate for anything to happen to any of you. What are you going to tell Gash
when he gets out?”
“I don’t know. I’m going to see how he is when I see
him. Prison changes men. He didn’t deserve to be put away. I’m not going to
draw him out if I don’t have to.”
“I really hope you know what you’re doing, Tiny. I’d
hate for something to happen to you because you didn’t think all this through.
If something happens to Butch or anyone else, you’re going to blame yourself,
and that I can’t handle.” She leaned down to kiss his hands.
“Nothing is going to happen.” He wrapped his fingers
in her hair, loving the silky feel of the strands. Tugging her head up, he took
her lips, sliding his tongue inside her mouth. She moaned, opening her lips
seconds later and giving him what he wanted.
“Fuck, baby, I love you.”
“Then don’t forget what you’re working toward.
Gonzalez is dangerous. I need you to consider that when you’re dealing with
him.”
“I will, baby. Now, shut up and give me those lips.”
She chuckled, going up his body and giving him everything
he wanted. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her over his body to
straddle his waist. Fuck, she was so perfect. He couldn’t believe she ever
doubted his feelings.
If anything, Tiny was more afraid of her leaving him.
Ned could give her and the twins everything, taking her away from him. Tiny didn’t
really have a true hold on Eva, and that scared him more than anything.
****
Tucking his head
away in his hoodie, Butch kept his head down trying not to be noticed.
The last thing he needed was for anyone to notice him. Shit was going
down, and he was stuck in the middle. He should tell Alex, but he couldn’t.
Something held him back—the past or what, he didn’t know. He only knew that
every chance he tried to tell Alex what was happening, he froze. Having both
crews in one place was harder than he ever imagined. Not only having Devil and
the others at the clubhouse but knowing Danny and the Savage Brothers were
around somewhere put him on edge. Gonzalez was not in Fort Wills and was back
in Piston County where he was continuing his campaign of crime. He was
organizing another shipment of girls, but this had nothing to do with Devil or
Tiny. The girls were to be put to Vegas to work on the strip. Gonzalez made
sure he was on the call while he was organizing it. He was part of the crew
even though he wasn’t in Piston County. At first, Gonzalez wanted him to go to
Piston County, but Butch had to convince him that if he left Fort Wills, the
club would know something was up. Gonzalez didn’t argue with him.
This visit in the night had nothing to do with
Gonzalez or his business. This was about the secret that even Alex didn’t know
about.
Knocking on the door Butch waited to be let inside.
Danny opened the door, squinting into the dark.
“Come on in.”
Without saying a word, he went over the threshold,
removing his hood.
“What’s with the jacket?” Danny asked, inhaling on his
cigarette.
“I can’t have anyone noticing me. If someone starts to
ask questions, I can’t explain shit.” He glanced around him seeing the rundown
place the Savage Brothers were staying.
“I guess it’s time for you to come on through,” Danny
said.
Following the other man Butch entered a large room.
The scent of booze and smoke filled the air. He saw three people sitting around
drinking and talking. When they looked toward him they stopped talking to
glare.
Danny motioned around the room at the three men and
reeled off their names, Ben, Rick, and John.
“Come on, Dalton and Lacey want to say hi.”
Moving toward the kitchen Butch saw a large man drying
a dish and a small rounded woman standing at the counter washing them. “Guys,
this is Butch,” Danny said, introducing them. “I don’t need to tell you which
one is Dalton and which one is Lacey.”
Nodding, Butch looked at both of them. He didn’t
remember either of them. Danny was different; he remembered Danny as his
friend.
“How are you doing?” Butch asked.
“We’ll be better when we get to kill the bastard for
hurting us,” Dalton said. Lacey just went pale and turned back to the dishes. She
rarely spoke to him. Butch knew she’d been hurt hard by Gonzalez’s father over
twenty years ago. He couldn’t blame her for not talking when it came to him.
“Gonzalez didn’t kill our men. It was his father,”
Butch said.
He noticed Lacey was shaking as he spoke.
“I don’t give a fuck. It’s still a Gonzalez, and from
what I hear, the son’s worse than the fucking father. We’re doing the world a
fucking favor.” Dalton reached out to touch Lacey’s shoulder. “It’s okay, baby.
Nothing is going to happen to you.”
“Why did you bring him here?” she asked. Her voice was
small, delicate.
“I thought you wanted to see him.” Danny spoke up.
She shook her head. “I don’t need to see anyone. I
don’t want to talk to him.” She pulled away. “I can’t do this. I’ve got to go.”
He watched her leave. Seconds later a door slammed
upstairs.
“I’m sorry. I thought you said some of you wanted to
see me,” Butch said, hating the reaction he was getting. There was a time when
he was much a part of the Savage brothers as any of these people. Gonzalez had
taken it all away years ago. He wasn’t a Savage Brother anymore. He was a Skull
and would always be a Skull. Knowing he was betraying the club by being here
without them knowing filled Butch with regret.
“They did want to see you. I guess they changed their
minds.” Danny tugged him out of the room, but Dalton stopped them.