“Can you stop with the cryptic bullshit and tell me who she is to your club!” I yell.
“Don’t you fucking talk to me like that asshole or you won’t be getting anything out of me.”
“I’ll keep him quiet, I need to know this information. Our club has been dealing with a lot of shit these past two years.”
“Yeah, I know, Bulldog came through here.”
“Bulldog came to your club?” I ask.
“Yeah, Bulldog knows a lot about Liza. When I moved her there, I gave him a low down.”
Now that, that pisses me off. My own fucking dad knows shit about my woman and didn’t tell me. I will be having a very serious phone call with my old man after this.
“Anyway, Liza is one of our club princesses.”
That bit of information has me slumping in my seat. She’s a club princess? She grew up in a biker club? What the fuck.
“Okay, so you’re telling us that she is related to the Monroe’s of your club. Like your VP’s line?”
I snap my head and Wizard, she’s the VP’s daughter.
“Yeah, she is Vice’s little sister. I mean obviously she has other blood brothers who are a part of the club too, but Vice is one I know you would know. Since shit with their old man went down and he was killed, Vice took over as VP.”
“What about Diesel, isn't he older?”
“Yeah, Diesel is the oldest, but he didn’t want to be VP. So Vice was next up.”
“Do they all know where she is?”
“So Diesel, Vice and Ridge know where she is. Those are her three oldest brothers. Ace, Wick, Kenzie and Wren do not know where their sister is. They have been told the bare minimum and have been told not to mention her to anyone at the club.”
I feel like at this point I am just eavesdropping on their conversation because I have no idea what the fuck to ask or say. I am completely speechless.The woman I fucking love, the mother of my child is a fucking Skullz princess and holy fuck she has an army of brothers.
“Do they know about the twins and the baby on the way?”
“Yeah, she keeps them pretty up to date on shit like that. She talks to them at least once a month. I made a deal with her when I sent her there that she needs to keep in regular contact with me.”
“Okay, so tell us what we are looking at in regards to her safety.”
“There is a brother here, that has gotten himself into some fucked up shit. I can’t go into details about that because we are still trying to gather all the intel and find out who all is involved in the club. Liza, she blew the whistle on the one brother that got us to start looking into everything. He is obsessed with her, apparently has been for a very long time. He took her, she was missing for a year. From sixteen to seventeen. That’s all I can really tell you, the rest is her story to tell. I am blocking anyone from finding her because the brother, Vandal, I don’t need him looking or finding her. Plus, he and his associates know that she heard things and knows things. Now they do not know that she came to me, they think she escaped and ran.”
I shoot up out of my chair at this point. I look at Wiz giving him a look and he knows that I am about to lose my shit. I know that I need to talk to my girl. So I turn to head out of Wiz’s room knowing that he will get all the information he needs. I head down to the main level and towards my bike. I make eye contact with Twister and he must see something in my eyes because he rushes towards me and out the door.
Chapter Three
Liza
Pounding on my front door wakes me from my sleep, checking my phone to see what time it was and it is 9 at night. The boys are sleeping and I passed out on the couch. I pull up the security camera on my phone, pissed that this asshole is back again. This time apparently he brought what? Backup? Someone who was going to plead his case? Who the fuck knows, but that asshole knows that the boys go to bed at a certain time every night and are sleeping right now.
I climb off the couch and head over to the door. When I get to the door I rip it open and glare at the two assholes standing in front of me. I hear Twister chuckle behind fucking Dragon.
“What are you two assholes doing?” I hiss at them. “I have two toddlers asleep right now and guess what dipshits, I’m fucking excessively pregnant and I was sleeping as well. What the hell do you want?”
Dragon, as I now call him because his fucking real name is for the woman he actually cares about one day, pushes his way past me and into my home. I continue to drill holes in the back of his head. Twister steps up next to me and places a kiss on my cheek.
“I came to make sure he doesn’t make too much of an ass out of himself, but I guess I’m already doing a shitty job. Is there somewhere we can talk? I think he got some information he’s having a hard time swallowing.”
I look up at him confused and then back at the man who tore my heart in two. I nod my head at both of them and begin to walk towards the kitchen. It’s far enough away from the boys’ room that they shouldn’t hear anything. The men follow me into the kitchen and I take a seat at the counter top.