Page 117 of Clint & Ivy

“Yes. The new Jokers are pigs. Nine is pissed about them hassling his sisters recently,” Rock muttered and shrugged. “What happened with the Louisiana boys?”

“I sense I frustrated them.”

Smirking, Rock nodded. “They think you’re a lightweight who got the job because his daddy pulled some strings.”

“No, that’s what they think aboutyou. They think I fucked my way into the job.”

Rock’s smile grew. “You are a pretty motherfucker.”

Sharing his grin, I whistled at Sabrina, who was making chicken sounds in the direction of the LM Jokers.

“Should we head to the townhouses before going home?” I asked Rock to see if he wanted to chill with his parents, who bailed on the scene hours ago.

“No, I want to get us back to Little Memphis and pull up security footage around town. We need to know if the Void fuckers are sniffing around our town.”

Rock’s suggestion made sense. I wondered why it didn’t occur to me. Then, I got a text from my sister asking if I wanted her to bring Ivy to our parents’ place or my condo.

My woman was the real reason I couldn’t see the big picture. As soon as I left her sleepy and confused at the Sorority House, I’d been dying to get back to her.

My club ditched the crime scene while Tricky was in the process of starting shit with Zodiac. A little part of me wanted to see how that fight panned out. Tricky was a big guy who fought with little skill yet rarely lost. He was willing to pulverize his own body as long as his opponent suffered more.

Zodiac’s fighting style was more of a mystery, but sticking around to learn his skill set wasn’t an option. I directed my crew out of Rawlins and back north.

My mind wandered during the ride. I considered Boone locked away. I wondered about the men who died this morning. I worried about my club’s safety if the Void decided to hit us closer to home. Every thought drew my mind back to Ivy.

Though I didn’t want to stop to eat, Sabrina and Vanessa signaled they were getting off at the next exit. Before we left Rawlins, Rowdy complained loudly about his hunger. He wouldn’t force us to stop, of course. He knew his big sisters would handle the issue for him.

We rolled into a local restaurant with a sign offering burgers, steak, and other staples. Our rides quickly filled up the parking lot. I let the foxes take the lead, figuring the locals would be less freaked out by our large group if they saw pretty faces first.

We soon took up several tables, with me sitting between the main two. After our food arrived, Cher sighed loudly enough to draw everyone’s attentions.

“Seeing Tricky up close made me remember how I wanted to make a baby with him,” Cher said and glanced at Rowdy. “Since that’s off the table, wanna give me a kid?”

“Sure,” Rowdy said and stood up. “Let’s do this. We can use the toilet stall.”

“No,” Sabrina snapped and pointed between them while saying, “no” about twenty more times.

“I’m not scared of you, bitch,” Cher sneered and jumped up to get in Sabrina’s face. “I’ll fight you for your brother’s dick.”

“Good American fun,” Rowdy said and winked at me.

With her curly red hair out of control this morning, Xandy wiggled her way between Cher and Sabrina currently standing nose to nose.

“Let’s deescalate this situation by saying Cher and Rowdy can pork a baby into existence once we’re back in town, but not a moment sooner.”

Sabrina narrowed her dark eyes. “No way. I don’t want Rowdy having a kid with a crazy person.”

“How fucking dare you talk shit about my mom?” Cher hissed and shoved Sabrina. “She raised Stevie and me just fine despite her mental shenanigans.”

“I can’t tell if this is a real fight,” Rock muttered to me.

“It’s real. Cher’s getting ready to stab Sabrina in the face with her keys,” I explained, gesturing at the fox’s right hand.

“Enough,” Rock demanded, scaring everyone in the place. “Sit down and eat in silence. No talking. Don’t even breathe loudly.”

“Well, that just seems unreasonable,” Sabrina casually replied. “I can’t control how loudly I’m breathing while I eat.”

“Neither can I,” Cher said and sat down. “Seems like you’re being a bully again, Rock.”

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