Sons of Mayhem 4: Snakes and Angels by Nikki Pink Read Free Book Online

done was sleep.
    The room was dark and the building was silent as I slipped out from under the covers and rose. I was hot and wet between my thighs, my dream almost faded from my mind and my confusion almost complete. When I got to the door I paused. Had I really heard knocking? Or had I just imagined it?
    Assuming Lucy had lost her key I began to open the door and let out a gasp when it was suddenly pushed into me. A leather gloved hand pressed against my face and my eyes widened in shock. Eag.
    He wrapped an arm around me to stop me moving and pushed the door gently closed with his boot. My eyes were wide and adrenaline poured through me, clearing my addled mind.
    His voice was low. “Sorry to burst in like this. I needed to talk to you. Please.”
    I raised my eyebrows at him, unable to speak. H e gently removed his hand from my mouth and relaxed the arm that had wrapped around me.
    “ What the hell?” I hissed.
    “ Sorry! Please. I need to tell you something. I need you to listen.”
    “ What? Why me?”
    “ There’s no one else. It’s about the club. I’m dead, Nicole. I’m dead. I have to go.”
    “ What? You’re not making any sense.”
    Eag sat on the sofa and clutched his head in his hands. I went and sat next to him.
    “It’s complicated. I can’t explain it all. But please listen. For Jase.”
    “ For Jase? Is he hurt?”
    “ No. Not yet, he—”
    “ Not yet? ” my whisper was harsh.
    Eag shook his head again. “Just listen.”
    I stared at him hard, willing him to speak.
    “The Doctor wants to take control of the club. It’s his fault Bigfella is in jail, it’s his fault Brodie was killed. It’s all his fault.”
    I tilted my head. “How do you know? Why do you have to go?”
    I could see his fists grabbing at his hair as he squeezed them tight. He began to sob, quietly. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
    Not knowing what to do I patted him on the back. What in the hell is going on .
    “ I helped him. It was me and him. For the money. But now he—”
    “ What?” I whispered.
    “ He’s going to kill me. Or have me killed at least.”
    “ Why?”
    “ Because he’s a dick! To tie up loose ends! I don’t fucking know. Not just me. Jase too.”
    A shudder ran through me. “What? How?”
    I saw a tear drop to his knee, a crystal on top of the blue denim before it was absorbed. “He’s been recording us. Me, Jase, everyone, everything.”
    “ So?”
    “ Remember those guys in the warehouse?”
    “ Of course.” How could I forget?
    “ He got them to say that Jase hired them. And then he killed them.”
    “ Why would Jase hire people to shoot at him?”
    “ He didn’t. The Doctor is trying to make it look like me and Jase were collaborating, that we framed Bigfella and started the war with the Mexicans, all for money.”
    “ No one would believe Jase would kill Brodie.”
    “ On his tape he has me saying that it’s my fault. That it wasn’t supposed to happen.”
    I shook my head in bewilderment. “Why would you do that?”
    He sighed, embarrassed. “Money,” he whispered.
    I gave him a quizzical look. “Surely the Doctor has plenty of money?”
    Eag shook his head rapidly. “No. He didn’t tell anyone, but he’s not a doctor anymore.”
    “ What?”
    “ He’s been struck off. Improper conduct with patients. Writing fake prescriptions. All kinds of shit. He’s got a big-ass mortgage to pay too. Like me.” Eag sighed.
    I shook my head, stunned at these revelations. Does Jase know any of this?
    “ I’ve got to go Nicole. I’m leaving. Right now. But you’ve got to tell Jase what’s going on - the Doctor can’t get away with it, Nicole. It’s my fault Brodie’s dead, but I can’t take anymore.”
    “ Why don’t you talk to Jase yourself?”
    “ He’ll kill me Nicole. You know what Brodie meant to him. Please, you have to tell him what’s going on. Tonight. The Doctor’s going to make his move soon. I’ve got to go.”
    “ You’re not going