“Of course you are.” He laughs. God he’s so sexy, his laugh is deep and husky and his dark eyes stare into my bright ones.
I’m so happy to be back where I belong. Devlin holds me, careful not to hurt me and we lay like this for the rest of the day. Happy to be back together, with no threats hanging over our heads. I know that Savage and the rest of The Devils that survived are in the warehouse awaiting their punishment from The Kings, but I won’t say anything. Devlin will know what I’m intending to do, I just hope Savage is still alive when I’m able to sneak in and give him my signature blessing, I hope he likes heat to his dick. If he’s anything like Demon, he will scream like a bitch.
The next morning a church meeting is called and this one will be very interesting. Prez has just announced that he’s set up a phone call with Savages VP, back in the US and that will be on loud speaker during church. His name is Breaker. I’ve never met him but my brother has and as long as he says he’s a good man, I’ll take his word.
I can’t figure out if he would have been involved or not. The way Strike told it, Savage wanted to be the new and improved Devil President, with no help from anyone but the Devils. Meaning that nobody from the US Kings charter, including Breaker, knew what their back stabbing Prez was up to. But I’m not about to start trusting Strike, dead or alive. Which leads us onto the second topic for church, what are we going to do about Strike’s sister and Grims agreement to keep an eye on her?
Leaving Natasha in bed this morning was tough. I have my club duties but having her back with me and injured I feel like I can’t leave her alone.
“How’s Tash doing?” Spliff asks when I take my seat at Church.
“Better now she’s home.” I answer, full respect for my brother for asking how my woman is doing when he’s just lost his own. “How are you doing?”
“As good as I can be.” He straightens himself. “As long as I keep my kids happy, I’ll live happy enough.”
Spliff’s words make me feel sorry for my brother. I know he’s not going to be thinking about meeting someone else right now but it’s sad to hear that all he wants is his children’s happiness. I hope that eventually he will find someone else to fill his heart. Of course, I will never speak this out loud my brothers would rip me a new one for sounding like a pussy.
Prez walks in quickly followed by Grim and as soon as they sit down my Dad hits the gavel down. He gets out his phone and places it in front of him on the dark wood table.
“Let’s give Breaker a call.” With a tap on his phone the dialling tones sound out as he puts it on loud speaker for us all to hear.
“Franky.” Breaker greets only a few seconds later, obviously waiting for our call. “I have you on loudspeaker so the brothers can hear you.”
“I’m doing the same brother.” My dad replies. “Saves us repeating it to everyone.”
“I hear ya.” Breaker laughs. “Bomber make it out to you?”
“I’m here.” Bomber shouts out, earning a frown from Scrappy.
“Let’s get down to it Breaker shall we?” Dad cuts in.
“Yeah.” Breaker adds. “Just what did Prez do?”
“He’s not your Prez anymore Breaker.” My Dad reveals.
“The fuck?” Breaker asks, his shocked tone coming clearly from the speaker.
“Two of our girls were kidnapped a couple of days ago. Strike and the Devils were behind it of course, but what we didn’t know was that Savage has been working with them.” Dad delivers.
“Prez? Why would he be working the Devils?” He asks.
“We didn’t know until we found him in the house our girls were kept in.” My dad adds.
“How do you know he wasn’t just trying to help?” Breaker asks.
“With his fist!?” I stand, pure rage dripping from me. “My girl was in fucking bits! Savage helped with that, his words to her was that he was the new Devils President and she would be his whore!”
“Calm down Devlin!” My father shouts.
“I don’t wanna hear that shit!” I slam my fist down on the wood table.
I look over to Grim and see that he’s barely holding is shit back.
“Sit down or you can get out!” My Dad shouts over to me and because I want to hear what’s going to happen I shut up and take my seat.
After a few seconds of silence Breaker continues to speak.
“From that reaction, I take your word for the truth.” Breaker admits. “We were led to believe Savage was out on private business. Is this why you returned to the UK Bomber?”
“Yes.” Bomber adds. “I’ve been suspicious of him for a while. I needed to come here to help them out.”
We all know that that’s a lie. He’s here on purely selfish reasons but nobody says a thing.
“So why not give me a fucking heads up?” Breaker sounds pissed.
“That’s down to me Breaker,” Dad interrupts. “As soon as he told me of his plans, I told him to keep it a secret. At the time we didn’t know if your Prez was working alone or not.”
“He’s not our fucking Prez anymore.” Breaker spits. “Where’s the piece of shit now?”
“In the warehouse but he won’t be for much longer.” Grim growls out.
“I’m gonna need you to keep him alive for me Franky.” Breaker asks. “He’s our Prez, and I know he wronged your women, but he’s ours to punish. I can’t make it out right away but I’ll be with you within the month.”
“I understand.” Dad admits into the phone.
“Just make sure he’s alive.” Breaker demands, sounding like a true President.
The phone call quickly ends after that. After a few details of when, where and how. Dad also tells him to declare his newly appointed VP when he visits in a months’ time.
“I think it’s safe to say he didn’t know anything.” Baby points out.
“Too bad you promised no harm to Savage Prez.” I add. “I can’t promise I will come through on that.”
“That’s why I said he will be alive, I didn’t agree on what state he would be in.” My Dad chuckles as he puts his phone away. “Are we all in agreement that Breaker and his charter were innocent in all this?”
He goes around the table everyone says yes as I thought they would. It does seem pretty clear Breaker knew nothing. Although, if I was him I would be looking through my men a lot closer for the next few weeks. You never know, someone in that charter could have been helping Savage at his request. He was their president after all.
“So, next in line.” Prez reaches under the table and shows a bunch of pictures of Strike’s dear little sister Simone.
She looks nothing like her brothers, which is a good thing for her. She looks to have red hair, not the dyed kind but the tone that you’re born with and she’s very slim. I would say she’s pretty, but it feels odd thinking of Strike’s sister as pretty. She’s young, and the pictures that are being shown, she looks happy. No doubt that smile wouldn’t be on her face if she knew who she was related to.
“Strike’s little sister.” Baby grins. “You know, she’s kinda hot.”
“Baby.” Prez warns and Baby’s smug grin vanishes.
“Some of you might not know what Grim agreed to Strike’s death wish.” Grim becomes annoyed at Dads words.
“It wasn’t like that.” He argues. “He asked us to watch over his sister because Venom might go after her.”
“Why would he do that though?” Tech asks.
“Because Venom is a twisted fuck and he was held back by Strike.” I add.
“Worse than his brother?” Neo asks not believing that at all.
“Yes.” Grim answers, deadly serious. “Venom is young, he grew up watching Strike torture men and women he learnt and developed what he saw. The only man to hold him back was Strike, and now he’s dead.”
“He thinks that Venom will go after his sister because he didn’t see the point in keeping her hidden.” I add.