Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Pulling out of the memory, Gash pulled up against the side of the road.
“What is it?”
“I was looking for my brother seven years ago,” Gash said.
“Andrew?”
“Yes. Did I talk about him to you at all?”
“Not really. Whenever I asked you what you were searching for you always said a rumor.”
Gash tapped the steering wheel repeating the same word. “Rumor. Rumor. Rumor.”
“What’s going on?”
“Andrew fought for a place within The Skulls. When we were growing up, he always believed he could do something better. He made everyone believe he was perfect, but he wasn’t strong like the club needed. He couldn’t hold his own in a fight, nor could he understand the meaning of the word loyalty.” Gash laughed. “There had been rumors seven years ago of a guy who was plotting to end The Skulls, because of it, Tiny sent me out looking for my brother in case he’d give up any kind of information.” Grabbing his cell phone, he climbed out of the car. “I’ve got to call Tiny.”
“Okay.”
Standing up, he pressed Tiny’s number, and waited.
“Hello,” a little girl said.
“Tabitha?”
“Yeah, you’re not Simon.”
Gash smiled. Tabitha and Simon, Devil’s son, shared some kind of connection that drove both Devil and Tiny crazy. They were always trying to find ways to talk to each other. When Simon visited, he saw both of them holding hands, talking. It was sweet.
“No, honey, I’m not Simon. Is Daddy there?”
“If I go search for him, he’ll know I took his phone. I’ll get in trouble.”
“Tell him he dropped it or left it in your room, or wherever you are. You shouldn’t be taking his phone.”
“He promised Simon would call him, and he’d give me the phone. Daddy lies sometimes. I know he doesn’t like Simon.” Tabitha sighed.
“He worries about you. You’re what, five? You shouldn’t be worried about shit like that.”
“I’m nearly six, and you’re not allowed to swear.”
“Whatever, honey, you and I both know your dad says worse.”
Tabitha chuckled. “Okey-doke.”
He heard some noise in the background.
“Tab, I’ve told you not to take my phone,” Tiny said.
“I didn’t. You dropped it.”
“Hello,” Tiny said.
“She’s so adorable.”
“Yeah, adorable and sneaky.” Tiny sighed. “What can I help you with?”
“Seven years ago. What were the true rumors going on at the club?” Gash asked.
“Shit. This is a long time ago. I had intel back then that someone was giving information about The Skulls. Secret shit about our drug runs, and our dealings with Ned Walker. The only person that I knew who could have that kind of information was your brother. Andrew, he wasn’t exactly happy that he didn’t make the cut. He left, and at the time we didn’t have Whizz to keep an eye on him.”
“You think Andrew was the one selling those rumors.”
“I would, yeah, but then you got picked up for rape and murder, and after that shit, we were trying to keep you alive and safe, and shit returned to normal. There was nothing going on after you were sent down. We didn’t have the means of finding out who was selling shit either.”
“Yeah, and after I was sent down, the club had to deal with every kind of shit.”
“You don’t think that’s a coincidence?” Tiny asked.
“No, not on your life. Something doesn’t add up. Tell Whizz to look for Andrew. You know all the details.”
Hanging up, he flicked his phone shut, and climbed into the car. “Did Jeff and Rebecca say anything to you?”
“Like what?”
“Anything at all. Simple shit.”
“She told me she was seeing some rich guy who wanted her to do things for her. Sleep with certain guys. I never took all that much notice of her, or what she had to say. Jeff, he told me not to take offense. He was just doing his job. What’s going on?”
“I don’t know, but something doesn’t add up, and I don’t like it.”
“What do you mean?”
He didn’t know, and that was the problem. Gash only knew something was up.
Chapter Nine
Lacey was so nervous. Lash had driven out to their home to pick her, Whizz, and Sally up so that they could go and see Daisy. They were traveling toward Lash’s house to see Daisy. The lawyer was already there, waiting for them.
Before they signed the papers, Lacey wanted to talk with Daisy to make sure the young girl was happy with it.
“Are you all right?” Whizz asked.
“I am.” Lacey smiled, releasing a sigh. “Just nervous.”
Sally leaned forward, gripping her shoulder. “She’s going to love you.”
Taking hold of Sally’s hand, Lacey smiled at her. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? I don’t want you to think we’re pushing you aside.”
“You’re not sending me back, and I’m not going to be selfish demanding that you can’t help another person like me. Daisy’s young, but she need us. I can’t wait to be a big sister.”