Page 46 of Healing Souls

I slowly rise from my chair and notice Sugar eyeing me, ready to jump up if he needs to. I toss my hand up and shake my head at him. “Just give me a second,” I say through gritted teeth.

Turning away from everyone, I walk over to the wall and rest my palm against it, leaning over and staring at the ground.Fucking breathe and keep your cool, Rage, they need you.Inhaling and exhaling, I take a few deep breaths, trying to keep my mind from sucking me into the torment of whatever else Harley may have endured over the last three years.

Taking a deep breath, I take my seat at the head of the table and glance around at my men, my brothers. They all hold varying looks of disgust, anger, and sadness. I don’t really think there are words that can be said about what we heard that will make any of it better.

“How do we fucking destroy them, Prez?” Blade asks, spinning his knife in his hand. The silver flashes in the light.

Running a hand down my face, I exhale a heavy breath, “I wish it was as easy as literally just destroying them, but this is all so much bigger than I think we even know right now. So, it’s going to take patience. But for right now? I’m not really sure. We need to find out from Harley everything that has happened and anything she can tell us about them.”

“No.” Sugar starts shaking his head, his tone taking on a determined edge. “You can’t do that to her. We have to let her decide when she shares things and when she’s ready to talk. We can’t just make her.”

“Then what the fuck are we supposed to do in the meantime?” My voice rises along with my irritation.

He simply shrugs. “We support her. We listen to her. We show her that she has a home here and can trust us with anything and everything. It isn’t goin’ be easy.”

I nod my head. This doesn’t mean I can’t have the boys getting information for me. They are probably going to gain her trust before anyone else does. “And we keep her out of this shit. She has been through so much; I want her to feel like a teenager again and hopefully live some sort of normal life. She doesn’t need to constantly be dragged back into this shit.”

“What about that girl that they went to school with—the one who showed up at Tammy’s over winter break and we heard the voice recording of that?” Axe asks.

“Lex?” Blade questions with a tilt of his head. “Honestly, I don’t know what went on with her after she approached the guys because Harley came back, and they haven’t been back to school. I don’t even know what we were going to do about it.”

“So, let’s have the boys try to talk to her. See if they can get any information out of her. All we heard was Lex going into their house on the recording. We don't know what was said beyond that.” I sigh before continuing, “Is there anything else we need to talk about right now?”

Nerds clears his throat. “Yeah, I have some more information about Daniel. I started picking apart his life and came across something kind of disturbing.”

He spins his computer monitor around to show us a clear image of Daniel in a car with—with fucking Tabby Wilson. In the next image, they are clearly kissing. I can barely keep down the bile that rises in my throat.

“What the fuck?” I mutter. “She’s a child!”

“Yeah.” Nerds shakes his head. “It’s gross and disturbing.”

“Okay, hold on,” Blade says, slamming his knife down before standing up and bracing his hands against the table. “Daniel has been seeing Tabby for who knows how long, so there’s a chance he’s been around Tammy and Richard. Is he our mole? Has he seriously been fucking feeding shit to other people? I mean, the kid was cocky as shit and a pain in the ass, but I figured we’d wear him down and he’d get it together.” Blade’s eyes narrow, and he whips his head towards me. “Did he fucking know that Harley was there? Was Tabby telling him everything?”

“Okay, hang on.” I raise my hands up. “We don’t know exactlywhatTabby knows. This is all speculation right now. The best we can do is have Nerds keep looking for him. I’m going to put in a call to a few other chapters around us and ask them to keep an eye out for him.”

“We should also have someone watch Tabby for a while until we figure out what’s going on. Based on this information, there’s also a chance that Tammy knows Harley is here,” Nerds says, uncomfortably scratching the back of his neck.

Thinking it over, I glance back at Nerds. “There’s nothing she can do legally, right? The birth certificate is fixed?” He nods. “Alright, then for now I don’t think it’s a concern. We’re safe here and will continue to do what we’ve been doing. Harley still has to make her decision on whether she’s staying here—”

I hesitate because the words feel wrong to say. She’s my kid. She needs to be here. With me.

“Or if she’s gonna go be with Brielle,” Sugar finishes for me.

I clear my throat. “Right.”

“We should call the prospects in here and show them these pictures and gauge their reactions. My guess is one of them let him out, in which case they might know about this.” Blade gestures towards the laptop where the pictures of Daniel and Tabby are.

I nod. “That’s a good idea. Let’s do them one at a time. Will you go grab Connor?” I ask Blade.

A few minutes later, he returns with Connor in tow. He looks slightly nervous to be called in here, as he fidgets absent-mindedly with his hands. He gulps, “What’s up?”

“As you know, Daniel was down in the cells, and now he is gone. The issue is that someone had to of let him out. Do you know anything about that?” I tilt my head at Connor, watching his reaction carefully.

He furrows his brows. “No. I wasn’t even here when that happened. I found out the next morning because it was my night off to go do whatever I wanted.” He maintains eye contact the whole time he speaks and doesn’t stutter or anything.

I glance at Sugar, and he nods at me. “Alright. If you hear anything from Daniel, you are to tell us right away. We need to talk with him.”

Connor tips his head in acknowledgement.

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