Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
In the last two years, The Skulls had buried a lot of people. Killer wished he could take away this new fight. If he could walk away from Kelsey he would, but she owned his heart and soul. She made him a better person.
“I knew you’d all have some complaints, but keep your shit together. If Eva and I are staying here then you lot can as well. No arguments unless you want your ass kicked.” Tiny kissed Eva’s lips.
The meeting came to a close. Tate walked up to him. “You’re not going to let him take her, are you?” she asked.
“No, he’s not taking Kelsey away from us.”
She tapped his arm. “Thank you for everything.”
“I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this for me and for Kelsey.”
“I don’t care who you’re doing it for. The fact is, you’re doing it. I’m so sorry for being a bitch to you.” She went on tiptoes and kissed his cheek. “Thank you.”
He watched her pass, catching Murphy’s eye. Coming from Tate, he knew this was going to be the best apology he’d get. “Be safe with this. We don’t want to lose another man,” Murphy said.
Thinking about Time, Killer nodded. He joined Zero and Whizz at the bar, ordering a scotch. His life was going to get very hectic in the next couple of days. Tonight he’d relax, have a few drinks before heading out. Steven was going to drive him.
Zero poured them all out a scotch. “Let’s make a toast,” he said.
Raising his glass, Killer stared at Zero. The other man looked distraught.
“To women, their problems, and their pussies, all of which draw us in and spit us back out again,” Zero said, knocking back the scotch.
“Colorful toast,” Whizz said, drinking his scotch.
Killer finished his drink off, waiting for another.
Glancing behind him, Killer saw Zero’s problem. Sophia sat with her daughter on her lap. Nash had his arms wrapped around the back of her chair. He was glaring at Zero the whole time.
Too much drama for him.
Whizz wandered off, probably to go and do some digging on a computer somewhere.
“Go on, tell me how fucking insane I am,” Zero said, taking another drink.
“She’s another man’s woman. Get over it.”
“Like you’re getting over Kelsey being Michael’s wife? Surely you know what I’m fucking going through?” Zero stormed away from the bar, heading out. Following behind him, Killer kept his glass in his hand. The other man had taken the bottle of scotch. He found Zero leaning against the wall, drinking from the bottle.
“Give me some,” Killer said, raising his glass.
“Fuck off, get your own.”
“Are you even listening to yourself?” Killer asked, snatching the scotch from the other man’s hand. “So she’s taken. She’s in love with Nash. You’re never going to know what it’s like to have her in your arms.”
“Just like Kelsey is to you.”
Shaking his head, Killer took a sip of the dark liquid. It was night, and the temperature had dropped slightly. He thought about Kelsey staring out of the window. She used to love cuddling up while looking out of the window.
“No, not like Kelsey and me. My woman is in love with me, Zero. She wants me, not Michael.” Zero snorted. “Sophia dropped everything to help Nash. He was a drug addict and a fucking liability, and still when she could have chosen you, she stuck beside him.”
Killer knew his words stung. If anyone had tried to say a similar thing to him, he’d have tried to take them out.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you?” Zero asked.
“You think I love stating cold harsh facts to a brother? No, you’ve got it wrong. I don’t want to throw your feelings in your face. You’re never going to be with that pussy. You’ve got to learn to see her that way.”
Zero leaned against the brick building. “Fuck!” He shouted the word to the sky. “I’ve never been this fucking hung up over a woman.”
“Are you sure it’s over Sophia?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Shrugging, Killer poured out another scotch. This would be his last drink for a long time. “You’ve got to think about everything you’re going to lose. The club is everything, Zero. Don’t throw it away on a pussy.”
“She’s more than just a pussy.”
“Are you in love with her?” Killer asked.
“I don’t fucking know.”
“If you don’t know the answer, then it’s a no.” Killer handed Zero the glass. He took it, swallowing down the liquid.
“This is bad news,” Zero said. “I watched them pull that girl out of the warehouse, Killer. They didn’t care. She was screaming, begging for her life. He took her gun out and shot her at point blank rage. It was a fucking mess.”
“We’ll stop it. We’ve got no choice but to stop him from hurting others,” Killer said. He remembered the sick feeling the moment he saw Kelsey in the bathtub.