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)
Walker nods at them.
“How are you?” I ask.
“Better than I’ve been in a while. I get three meals a day, exercise, and a bed to sleep in without the weight of the world on my shoulders. I’d say that’s an improvement.”
Poor Walker. Was his life really that difficult?
“I’m glad to hear it. We’re hoping you’ll be out soon.”
He shrugs. “I’m sure it’ll be sorted out. Tell me, Serenity, why are you here? I know it’s not just to check on me.”
A wry smile crosses his face.
I press my lips together. “I do want to see you.”
He chuckles. “I know. Now tell me what’s happening.”
I laugh, I guess I’m just that obvious. “There’s a woman who has a problem with me and is stalking my house. We think she might have been important to Hound, but I can’t recall anyone. Do you know if he had a lady?”
Walker snorts. “I know exactly who it is. Her name is Gabby. She’s been with him for a long time. Met him in here, and when she got out, she stayed loyal. They had a weird, twisted romance. It would be her.”
“Is she dangerous?” Addison asks, crossing her arms.
Walker snorts again. “I mean, with a weapon, anyone can be dangerous. She’s a major addict and probably just losing it since his death. The club can handle her, no problem.”
“Do you know where we can find her?” I ask.
“Yeah, I’ll give you her address. If she doesn’t go down without a fight, threaten to have her house raided. She’ll back off. They were dealing even while he was in prison. She’s a decent enough dealer and user, and I have no doubt the police would be interested in what she’s doing. Could get her locked up easily.”
That’s useful information.
“I’m relieved to hear I’m in no real danger,” I exhale. “I didn’t need the drama.”
Walker grins. “Gabby is nothing to worry about.”
Thank goodness. Now we just need to deal with her, and we can put all this behind us.
“Walker,” I say, as Xander announces there’s one minute left. “Is Mama still in here?”
Walker nods. “Yeah, she is.”
“When you see her, will you tell her thank you? She really helped me.”
He smiles as he stands. “I’ll tell her.”
“Thank you. And Walker,” I call as he heads towards the door.
He looks back at me.
“See you soon.”
29 – Serenity
I'm about to enter the compound when a voice halts me.
My arms are full of groceries for a cookout. As I turn, I spot a woman by the roadside, staring at me. She's blonde, skinny, with sunken cheeks and yellowing teeth—a user, no doubt.
She doesn’t seem dangerous.
“Can I help you?” I ask, puzzled.
“Damn right, you can help me, bitch.”
The second she speaks, I recognize her. This is Gabby. God, Hound had terrible taste. Walker wasn’t lying when he said we could take her easily. She looks like I could knock her down just by breathing on her. She definitely isn’t what I expected, and it makes sense to me now why he thought it was funny when we mentioned her.
“You’ve got some nerve,” I say, setting the groceries down. “Showing up at a biker club and threatening me.”
“Think I’m scared of them?” she barks.
She’s high as a kite—I can see it in her eyes.
“You should be,” I warn.
“You should be scared of me,” she retorts.
I snort. “You’re kidding, right?”
She pulls out a knife, rusty as hell, more concerning for tetanus than anything else. She waves it at me, and I step back. It’s not her I don’t trust, it’s getting even a scratch from that rusty thing. Yuck. I don’t even want to know where she found it.
“Scared now, aren’t you?”
“No,” I counter, lifting a brow. “Nice effort, though.”
“Bitch, I'll gut you like a fish.”
“Serenity, you good?” Spike calls from behind us.
Gabby turns his way, waving her knife.
“You know they've got guns, right?” I advise her. “That knife won’t get you far.”
She swipes at me; I lean back, avoiding it.
She’s really testing my patience now.
“Try that again,” I warn.
“Serenity, should I call Jacks?” Spike shouts. “Or just shoot her?”
This one's mine.
I’m done being pushed around.
“I’ll rip your eyes out,” Gabby seethes. “You took the only thing I ever loved.”
I snort. “Doubt it's the only thing. Bet the glass pipe ranks high...”
She lunges at me; I easily shove her off. She stumbles, struggling from her high. Her arms flail around as she gains her balance, and then she shoots a glare at me so intense that I should be scared, but I’m not. Then, the bitch turns and starts her escape.
“I’ll come back and kill you and everyone you love,” she yells.
Then she bolts, like a fucking gazelle, bounding away.
“Oh no,” I growl. “Not happening.”
I start after her, hobbling more than running, thanks to a moon boot, but she’s sluggish so I don’t imagine she’ll be hard to catch. Still, I don’t want to risk hurting my foot even further, but I’m not willing to let this one get away.