“Katie’s phone just rings,” Torch says and the man is panicking like I’ve never seen him do before. If I’m honest, I’m feeling it too. My mind may say I’m done with Beth, but the rest of me sure as fuck isn’t.
I grab Torch’s phone out of his hand after handing Gabby, car seat and all, over to Crusher. “Sabre, I need you to—”
“Boss, the girls…”
“Yeah, I know. Diesel told us. Question your woman, find out where the other women are.”
“Boss, we’ve asked Annie. She doesn’t know and she wasn’t with them…”
“The fuck she doesn’t. She agreed to babysit for Beth. I’d bet the club that she knows exactly where the women are. You question her hard. If you can’t do it, get one of the other men to do it,” I order him, not about to tell him right now that betting the club isn’t a big deal. I’m so damned tired.
“I can do it, but I’m telling you, she doesn’t know.”
“Whatever, just do it! Call me back. I’m going to get Gabby settled with Dani. Then Torch and I will head back.”
I don’t give him time to respond. I’m going to beat Beth when I find her because somehow I know this is all her doing. The woman just isn’t happy unless she’s making me miserable.
“What the fuck were you thinking, letting the women go into town when I’ve declared war on the Donahues?” I growl at Torch.
I’m driving down the road at a ridiculous amount of speed. The wheels are squealing as I turn the curves. I don’t give a fuck. I want to get back to the club, find the women, and then I’m… What? What the fuck am I going to do? I can’t leave, not yet, not until I’ve killed the Donahues and found the threat. I need to make it safe for all of the club. Make up for my past mistakes and make sure there aren’t people out there who will hurt Gabby… or Beth. Then I’m completely done. I owe nothing to no one else and my decisions won’t get people I care about killed.
“Fuck, I know. It was just one day though, and Katie’s been through so much. Jesus, Skull, I just wanted to give her and Bethie one day to feel like queens. They deserve that.”
His words cut another layer inside of me, leaving me to bleed. How many wounds can a man sustain and still draw breath? Apparently a fucking lot. I grunt; there’s not an answer left inside of me.
My phone rings about twenty minutes later.
“Tell me,” I order, my mind busy going over all of the shit that Matthew and Colin could be doing to Beth. We checked when we were at Diesels and there’s no new intel to suggest Colin and Matthew are moving, but who the fuck knows with those two.
“You were right. Annie knew.” There’s a gut punch, but that’s good. If the girls left on their own, it’s probably some fucking thing they are planning for Katie’s bachelorette party. My foot eases up on the gas, and I calm a little.
Before I can picture the male stripper parties and what other craziness women can get up to, Sabre stops me cold. “It’s bad man. They went after Matthew.”
I slam the brakes, causing Torch to lurch, almost hitting his head into the windshield.
“What the fuck do you mean they went after Donahue?”
“What the fucking hell are you talking about, Skull?” Torch yells in the background.
“They heard us talking and Beth somehow got our plans and copy of the photos of the cabin. Her, Briar’s old lady, Katie, Candy, and that fucking Louise all headed out after the son of a bitch, like they were fucking comic book heroes man.”
“Jesús Cristo de mierda! Where are you?”
“We’re at a gas station off the interstate. We’re about to head out on our bikes. Beast got a boat off Dragon, since the girls took Briars, and he’s following in the pickup. We’re about an hour out, man.”
“Torch and I are about forty, make sure you’re there at the same time. I don’t give a fuck what you have to do. You got the firepower?”
“Yeah, boss. That shit was already loaded in the truck for tomorrow.”
“Good,” I growl, hanging the phone up.
“What the fucking hell is going on?” Torch yells.
“You ignoring my lockdown is biting us in the fucking ass,” I tell him.
Then, I tell him exactly what his woman, Beth, and the others have planned. He goes white. That would make me happy if this fucking shit wasn’t about to blow up. There’s no way of knowing how big of a head start the women have. I’m just hoping we’re not too late…
We walk through the tiny hallway as quietly as we can. I’m afraid to breathe. I don’t want to do anything that might give us away. We need every advantage we can get, especially the element of surprise. I can feel the tension from the other girls. Katie is right behind me and even if we weren’t twins, I could read the strain on her face.