Page 68 of Fanatic

“You can take my statement today or Monday at my office. Make your choice,” she snapped.

Well, Willow was in a foul mood.

“Now would be perfect,” Hope said.

“ASAC Ware,” Willow prodded.

“ASAC Ware,” Hope replied, looking put out.

“Oh, I’m sure now is fine. You can wait ten minutes,” Willow stated, clearly making a power play.

“You okay?” Mum asked, stroking my arm.

“Yes. Can’t believe Lio and Gold arrested me, though.”

“That’s gonna have some serious repercussions,” Chance warned.

“No doubt,” I agreed. I didn’t trust Lio or Gold anymore, that was for sure.

“See you at the clubhouse?” I murmured to Willow.

“Yeah. Take the SUV, and I’ll get an Uber over,” Willow replied. “And take Danny.”

Willow turned and sent Hope and Morris a dirty look. “Let’s get this shit over. You’ve ruined my day enough.”

Willow stomped away, and I grinned. Hope and Morris needed all the help possible with her.

Willow

As I left SPD, I was shocked to spot Cowboy and Wild outside.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, approaching.

“Waiting for you. Come on, climb up,” Wild answered.

I was instantly suspicious. “Why?”

“Because you need to see something. Get on the bike, sis,” Cowboy ordered.

“I’m the eldest; don’t boss me about,” I retorted.

“Really? We’ve regressed to children?” Wild demanded.

“Shut up. I’d have killed you both as kids,” I replied and swung up behind Cowboy. “I’m due at Hellfire.”

“No, you’re not. We called Fanatic and explained we were kidnapping you. Hold on,” Cowboy said and throttled his hog and pulled out.

Ten minutes later, I realised where they were taking me, and although I tapped Cowboy’s hand several times, he didn’t stop.

I planned to painfully and slowly kill them for this. A churning mass of emotions built in my gut, and I kept swallowing bile.

By the time Cowboy and Wild arrived, I had tears in my eyes. I leapt off and heaved at the side of the road. Wild yanked my hair away as Cowboy rubbed my back.

“You gotta do this, Willow,” Cowboy said.

“No, I haven’t. Take me home.”

Wild handed me a bottle of water, and I rinsed my mouth and took the gum that Cowboy offered. The fucker grabbed and carried me over to a wall where a memorial stood with a brass plaque. Flowers were laid at the base, and carved into the monument was the date and the names of the fallen Hawthorne men. Sadly, I crouched with tears in my eyes. Niko, Jase, Nick, Vinnie, Jessie, and Colm. Tragically, I’d known Niko, Jase, and Nick very well. The other three not so well, but I had been familiar with them.

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