Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“You’re disgusting, Father.”
She turns and walks off, and I smile.
A real smile.
For the first time in a month.
It’s a shame it won’t last long.
“WHAT ARE WE GOIN’ TO do about Hound?” Spike asks, lighting a cigarette and leaning against the wall of a large but old house we are bunkering down in. I have no idea where it is, but I think that’s the point.
It’s in the middle of the woods, and by the looks of it, in the middle of absolutely nowhere.
“Hound is goin’ to be a problem,” Jackson mutters, bringing a beer to his lips and kicking an old piece of timber out of the way so he can put his foot on a rickety chair. “He has a vendetta, and he’s goin’ to find a way to make it a problem for us.”
“He has a problem with me,” I tell them. “He always has. Killing Hogan and most of the club would have made it a thousand times worse.”
“He doesn’t have a club to fall back on,” Cade points out.
“No, but he’ll probably join another chapter in another state, and with enough motivation, he can have them turn on us.” I exhale. “He is going to come after me, he made that clear.”
“Then we need to find him before he joins another chapter and take him out,” Jackson growls.
“Agreed.” Spike nods. “But that ain’t easy to do when we’re chasin’ Gerard. Our first priority is clearin’ Serenity’s name and getting her home. Then we can work on that fucker.”
“What’s the plan in regard to that?” Jackson asks Addison, who is sitting on a railing that I certainly wouldn’t trust.
“We are going back through everything, questioning as many people as we can. We’re also trying to locate his family. If we can do that, we might be able to get some information. All we need to do is find him, then I can sure as hell make him talk.”
Ciara nods, her eyes narrowing. “I’ll be in on that. He has ruined enough. It’s time he understood just who he is dealing with.”
“He’s smart,” Cade points out. “So fuckin’ smart I wonder if he will be two steps ahead of us.”
“Then we have to be smarter.” Ciara crosses her arms. “I’m not letting him go this time.”
“We need a solid plan,” Jackson exhales. “Somethin’ to draw him out, somethin’ to make sure he can’t escape. Anyone got somethin’ fuckin’ incredible, because I’m out of ideas.”
“I have an idea,” I say, pursing my lips. “It’s different from usual club tactics, but it could work.”
Spike nods. “Spill.”
“Ciara, do you have any kind of evidence that Gerard did it?”
“Only a shitty photo, but if we compared it to another photo of him, I think it would be enough for people to believe it was him with Alyssa.”
“Well, it could be enough. Would Halo be willing to help us by splashing something all over social media? We don’t need proof to make something go viral. We can get her to spread a story that it was Gerard with Alyssa and she knows it, then we could all share and spread it. Cases like this go viral quickly, especially when someone is in hiding.”
Ciara’s eyes go up. “That’s actually genius, you clever cookie. If Halo is begging for help finding Gerard, and saying that she knows he killed her friend, people might get on board.”
“Exactly, and all we need is for him to see it. He’ll hate it; there is no way he’ll sit back and have his name tarnished. He’ll find a way to slip up, I know it.” I grin. “That’s when we’ll get him.”
“Fuckin’ not a bad idea.” Jackson nods. “Think Halo will go for it?”
Ciara nods. “Hell yes. Once I tell her everything, she will go for it. She wants Alyssa’s killer taken down as much as the rest of us.”
“Then you need to make contact with her and get the ball rollin’,” Jackson tells Ciara. “The quicker we can do this, the quicker we can clear Serenity’s name. Right now, there is a manhunt out for her, and if they get her, we won’t be so lucky the next time.”
My stomach twists, and I know that we have done what we have to, but I’m also terrified they’ll get hold of me before we can fix this. Even if we do prove Gerard did it, how are they going to clear my name from breaking out of prison? I know Jackson has the ability to twist the law, but to that extent? I don’t know.
“It’ll be okay.” Ciara smiles, noticing the expression on my face. “We’re going to fix all of this, and you’ll be home with your baby soon.”
I hope so.
I really, really hope so.
Because if we can’t fix this, I might never see her again.
That thought has everything inside me twisting in an ugly pain that I don’t even want to begin to comprehend.