Revenge (Page 46)

“Then you’re going to have to make it work. I know it’s difficult. Love and life are always difficult.”

Stopping the swing from moving, Eva saw Hardy making his way toward them.

“They’re waiting for you,” he said.

Nodding, she gave Rose a smile then turned away. “Take care of her,” she said as she passed Hardy.

Entering the clubhouse, she found Tiny waiting for her.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

She went into his arms, loving the heat and warmth of him as he surrounded her. “I honestly don’t know. They’ve got a lot of pain to live through. She may divorce him.”

“It seems crazy, doesn’t it? Two people we thought were deeply in love are slowly crumbling around us.”

Eva couldn’t argue with him. “Come on, let’s go and finish making wedding plans.”

“These plans can be put into effect after we kill Gonzalez.”

“I know.”

“You’re not angry with what we’re doing?” he asked.

Glancing behind her to see Hardy embracing his woman, Eva knew Tiny had a lot to deal with. “No, I don’t have a problem. You’ll do what is good for the club, and I’ll trust what you do rather than anyone else.”

She pushed past him walking into the club to finish making plans. When was Gonzalez going to make his move? She was getting tired of waiting.

Chapter Ten

Butch pushed past Dalton to make his way toward the sitting room. Lacey was looking out of the window, and Danny was sat at a table rolling a cigarette.

“What the f**k are you doing?” Butch asked.

The other men in the room grew quiet as he directed his anger at Lacey. She turned around to glare at him. “What?”

“Whizz, he’s not part of this. I’ve agreed to feed you f**king information, and this is how you repay me? By going to him, giving him hope.”

“This is none of your business,” she said, folding her arms.

He’d been trying to get hold of Danny all day long. The bastard wasn’t responding to any texts, and he’d not been able to get away from the club until Cheryl went to work. This was his first chance since finding out that Whizz had met a girl known as Lacey. He was pissed. The Savage Brothers were only supposed to be in town for as long as Gonzalez was in their lives.

“None of my business? Whizz is one of my brothers. He’s been through enough, and he doesn’t need you to open up old wounds. What are you doing playing with him?”

“What the f**k is he talking about?” Danny asked, getting to his feet.

“She’s been meeting up with Whizz in the café in town,” Butch said without breaking eye contact with her. “We had a deal. I’ll feed you Gonzalez information, but The Skulls are off the record. You do nothing to them.”

“What’s going on, Lacey?” Danny asked.

“I went out for a walk. I got thirsty and stopped in a café, end of story.” She didn’t look away from him either.

“No, it’s not end of story. Whizz is not part of the deal. You stay away from him. He’s been through enough already. Having you there, it’s only going to hurt and confuse him.”

Butch saw the pain in her eyes.

“I’m not doing anything wrong, and you need to back off before you get someone hurt. This is no concern of yours. I’m not part of your club, so don’t think you can order me the f**k around.”

He stared at her. Lacey’s arms were folded over her chest showing off her ink covered arms. Whizz and Lacey were two people with damaged pasts. He didn’t trust her, no matter who she was.

“Do you know about this shit?” Danny asked, voicing his question to Dalton.

“Yes. I followed her. She didn’t mean anything by it.”

Lacey glanced at Dalton, shooting him a glare. What was she upset about?

“I don’t care what happens. You stay away from Whizz or I’m done. I’m not feeding information for you to hurt my club.” Butch pointed a finger at Lacey.

“We were your club once,” Danny said.

“All of us know I’ve not been a Savage Brother in a long time. I gave up that title when I started working for Tiny. I’m helping you because you deserve the chance to take your revenge. I’m not helping any more than that.”

Butch stared at her for several more seconds before pulling away and going outside. His cell phone buzzed the moment he exited the building. Seeing Gonzalez’s name light up the screen, his gut dropped. The Skulls were slowly gaining ground over men Gonzalez had put in place to hurt them. He couldn’t wait until it was all over.

“Hello,” he said.

“Hey. I’ve got a job for you and The Skulls. It’s important and requires a delivery.” Listening to the instructions, Butch didn’t like it. One delivery before the wedding. What was the catch? Butch didn’t know what the catch was.

“Why are you phoning me and not Tiny?” Butch asked.

“Tiny knows about the delivery. He’s agreed, and the Chaos Bleeds crew is going with him. What I want for you to do is make sure they stay away. I don’t want them back in Fort Wills for the night.”

Butch didn’t like this.

“Fine, I’ll do it.”

“Good man. You see, Butch, we’re going to be good together. You’ll see it in no time.”

“What are you going to do?” Butch asked.

“I’m making plans, Butch. I can’t trust you completely yet, but there’ll be time for that soon. I know we can’t meet each other until I come down for the wedding. Don’t worry, I’ll bring you up to speed with what I’ve got going on when we see each other next.” Gonzalez hung up the phone.

Gritting his teeth, Butch hated Gonzalez’s voice. The Italian accent was really starting to grate on his nerves.

Typing in Alex’s number, he pressed the cell to his ear and waited for the other man to answer.

“What’s going on?”

“Gonzalez wants me to keep the crew out of Fort Wills overnight. He didn’t say why.”

“What did he say?”

“That he couldn’t trust me with what he has planned. He’s coming for the wedding, and he’s going to bring me up to speed on everything he’s got planned. I don’t like this, Alex. He’s going to do something while we’re out of town.”

Alex cursed. “I knew this wasn’t an easy f**king run.”