with the PD breathing down their neck. So not good for business. “And the b”. Tex cut her off probably in case Alex was still hanging around “Went to Ash.” God they burnt her along with those fucking bastards. That dark feeling began to build way down deep in her guts. Control yourself Nikki. “All of them?” “No just two of them. The other one went to the farm with the family.” Her head flew up and she locked eyes with Tex. He buried her in the family cemetery at the farm? She couldn’t imagine the shit he’d cop of Reaper found out. “I never put them together at any point.” Tex. Sometimes the guy could do the right thing in a big way and surprise you. Although having known him for so long and so intimately Nikki should’ve known he would’ve thought about what Nikki would want done. “Thank you” She wanted to cry that they were so good to her. She wanted to scream that life was so bad to all of them.
“Now that that’s out of the way how you feeling Ace?” After that awkward exchange? Only a little better and far worse all at the same time. “Like morphine and I are gonna be best friends for a long time.” He laughed at her. Burning in the back of her brain was that name. Bridges. She’d told Trace about it how long ago now. She’d lost track of time drifting in and out of a morphine induced haze. “You find out anything?” Tex hesitated “Not a lot and certainly nothing all that helpful.” He was planning on holding out on her. Fuck that. “Don’t bullshit me Walker. I can read you like a fucking book and I don’t care how insignificant that info is you will tell me what you know about this shit or I will find out my own way.” He scrubbed his hand through his hair and hung his head low. Trace sat in silence on the other side of her. “It was club shit. Retaliation for a situation Reaper cleaned up. He and King kept it quiet but obviously not quiet enough.” The creepy guy had mentioned her father. So if this was club shit then someone had to have talked and surely not one of the brothers “Who knew about it besides us?” Tex lifted his head and looked her in the eye. “We didn’t even know about it, just King and Reaper and the Crows. We think the leak came from their side.” If Tex and Trace didn’t know about it then it was either one of two things not a big enough deal to go to the table or so big they hid it from the table. Given the current situation she’d say it was the second. “They try to hide it?” Tex blew out a breath “I don’t know Ace, they say it wasn’t a big deal, an easy done but something’s not right about it. I just don’t know what.” She nodded “And the name I got?” “That is something we should talk about later.” That sounded ominous.
Chapter 4
12 weeks later.
Nikki sat in the office of the Chaos workshop her shoulder aching from overuse. They were getting behind in jobs with her being off because of her shoulder. She was sick of the guys telling her to take it easy and so to prove the point that she was healing fine she'd worked on the bikes till late pushing herself too far and now her body was paying for it. She was tired too. Constant dreams of what happened in her mother’s house plagued her sleep. The only way to get away from them was to drink herself into a stupor and pass out. Even after she'd showered and changed she still felt the ache and the fatigue. Not that she minded too much the ache in her shoulder kept her from thinking about that night and the unbearable fight between the ugly dark inside her and the overwhelming self-loathing that hit her when she was alone. She'd tried to shake that shit loose getting back into things but the boys were holding her off. She hadn’t worked any of the normal jobs she did apart from the workshop that is. No helping with protection for the girls the club ran, no gun deals, no shipments, and very little contact with anything but the legit business the club had. She
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