Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
I couldn’t deny that, and I didn’t want to argue. “I know.”
“Besides, I don’t think Savannah is harmless. I don’t like her or trust her, but when she told me she didn’t know where Molly was, I believed her more than I believed Kat. Does that sound stupid?”
“No, but why would Kat lie if she found your sister?”
“I don’t know. I have no fucking clue, but she’s a shitty liar, and I know she’s lying. Either they found Molly and she’s dead, or she doesn’t want to be found. Even by me.”
Shit. I didn’t like to see Madison sad or defeated. It just wasn’t how the world was supposed to work. She was lively and bright, a constant smartass, and that was how I liked her. “Have you confronted Kat?”
She glared at me. “Several times, but she’s towing the company line. She always says she hasn’t found anything concrete but swears she’s still looking. She’s not.” On that note of finality, she downed her shot.
“And Savannah?”
She shivered slightly at the bite of the whiskey, then shook her head. “Said she put two men on the search. If she finds anything, she’ll let me know. I don’t know if I believe her.”
Madison shook her head as if the idea that she believed Savannah O’Connor was a character flaw.
“I’ll find Molly. I don’t know how or with what, but I will. I have to.”
There was one way I could help, at least for now. As soon as dinner was over, she skipped dessert. That was another sign Maddie wasn’t feeling herself, so I paid the tab and held my hand out. “Come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“To get some answers.”
At least I hoped we could get some, but by the time I pulled up to the Reckless Bastards clubhouse, I wasn’t so sure.
“This doesn’t seem like a good idea, Jameson. You’re a cop now.”
“So? He’s my fucking brother. You want answers, don’t you?”
Maddie nodded but gave me a look that told me she wasn’t convinced of my strategy.
“This might be our best option,” I said, offering her my hand.
We stepped inside the clubhouse where the nonstop party was in full swing. I flashed a smile and a wave at the few Bastards and Bitches sober enough to recognize me as I pulled Madison toward the office where my brother spent most of his time.
Charlie looked up as soon as we filled the doorway, a wary smile on his face. “Jameson, what are you doing here?”
“I’m here to ask a favor.”
“Yeah, and what might that be?” He ran his hand through his dark hair. He’d been drinking.
“Get Savannah to give up what she knows about Madison’s sister.” My words sounded more like a command than a favor, and I saw the moment Charlie went from being my brother to being the MC Prez.
“Who the fuck do you think you are, coming into my house and making demands like this?” He stood slowly, his gray eyes glassy, and I got it. He was definitely drunk.
“You’re not part of this MC, Jameson. You have no fucking right to stroll up in here like Mr. Big Shit cop. And don’t think you can come in here and flash that badge and it’ll mean something. It doesn’t.”
“Charlie, I’m not making demands, man. You’re drunk.”
“Yeah, fuck you! Don’t ever pull this shit again, copper. You won’t like my response, I promise.”
“I’m just asking you to do what’s right, Charlie. The same way you’d expect me to do what’s right if the law comes sniffing around the MC.”
His gray eyes flashed at my words. “Yeah? You wanna go there little brother? Don’t forget that for as many of my secrets as you think you know, I know yours, too. The hacks. The beatdowns. The shootings. All of it.”
“Gossip,” I shot back, but I wasn’t entirely sure that omitting that shit from my application wasn’t a lie.
“You wanna risk it all?”
I didn’t, but I also wasn’t ready to back down. I stood a little taller, using my height advantage to stare him down.
Madison jumped between us, one hand on each of our chests and pushed with all her might, which wasn’t much. She tuned me out and turned to Charlie.
“I just want to find my sister. I’m not after revenge or any of that shit, just Molly. Whatever Savannah knows, I promise to only use it to find Molly. I swear. Please.”
Charlie was unmoved. He was a wall of ice as he stared at her, silent and menacing. Utterly fucking silent. I wondered what had happened to him. Why was he so angry?
Maddie stepped around me. She barked, “Fine. Whatever,” and headed for the door. “Fuck you very much too!” With those parting words, she marched out of the clubhouse, and I found her fuming beside the car.
I walked up to her and stared at the stars for an explanation. Then just spit out the truth. “Sorry. That didn’t go as well as I thought it would. I expected more from Charlie, and that was my mistake. Drunk fucker.”