Page 96 of Remorseless
“What else you know, Johnnie?” Val asked. “It all sound so fucking complicated.”
“Rack and Logan set up K-P so Roxanne could find him in bed with two women,” Johnnie answered. “It was her first time back at the club after her run-in with Grandda where he called her all kinds of filthy names. Do you know I’ve heard even Cee Cee liked her? Big Joe had a fucking crush on her. And K-Pnever truly got over her. Her minister sold her virginity—”
“To Sharper,” Mort inserted, regret framing his features. “Big Joe and K-P saved her, then Rack went the next week and killed her pastor right in front of her.”
Johnnie nodded. “How’d you find out?”
“She told us the story when she was trying to get through to Harley,” Digger revealed.
“Fuck, I just got a new respect for Roxanne,” Cash said, awed. “She was around way back when and has kept her mouth shut.”
Christopher searched his mind for why that statement bothered him.
“Why you never told us about Paz, Johnnie?” Val asked into the silence.
“What could I say? That I was a grown man who fucked an underaged sex slave? That Grandda hired maniacs?”
“No, you can sayGranddawas a maniac, bruh,” Digger said. “Hethe motherfucker that ordered her death.”
Confusion knitted Johnnie’s brow. “Why would he do that? Grandda had no fucking reason to have her killed! She was an innocent girl.”
“You came in her,” Mortician said. “As much as Logan hated Digger and me, you think he wanted his golden child to have what he’d deem as a less-than-perfect grandchild?”
“But—”
“Think about it later. It ain’t fuckin’ important. You forgave that motherfucker enough to send money to him every fuckin’ month.” Christopher wouldn’t waste his time trying to have Johnnie come to his fucking senses about Logan. It would never happen. “So far, Kendall ain’t found nothin’ that show Megan in danger. Anything you read show different shit? Any more from Bash?”
“No,” Johnnie croaked.
Christopher narrowed his eyes. “Listen up, motherfucker. If Bash contacting you, tell me or forever hold your fuckin’ peace. I’m offerin’ immunitynow.”
“I haven’t talked to or seen Bash in fucking weeks,” Johnnie swore in a steely tone.
“I haven’t found evidence of the phones being tapped,” Stretch cut in. “Either Bash is making lucky guesses, he has someone on the inside here that’s feeding information to him, or he has Cee Cee and Outlaw’s genes and is just staying one step ahead with plans of his own.”
“Speaking of Meggie…” Digger grabbed Mort’s almost-empty pint of vodka and finished it off, ignoring Mort’s scowl. “Now that Torie fucked up, Meggie back to normal?”
“What the fuck you mean, assfuck? My woman always fuckin’ normal.”
“No, your woman related to Big Joe and Snake,” Digger replied. “She pretty like them. She got her daddy’s head for numbers and know how to make fucking money like a big dog. And she got those blue fucking eyes. Know what else she got?”
“Big Joe temper,” Val said. “When Meggie mad, her fucking eyes ice over just like her daddy’s did.”
“Snake eyes stayed wintry, until they was flaming with insanity. I think that motherfucker was a White Walker,” Digger concluded. “ButMeggie? Big Joe was a good dude unless you fucked over him, then he’d burn motherfuckers to a crisp.”
Nope, that would be Reb once she got older. For now, they were safe. Megan insisted she cancel her order for the flamethrower.
“Same with Meggie,” Digger went on. “You look at her and think, ‘hey, this a gnome-sized little motherfucker and I don’t got to worry about her.Then, you fuck over her, and she say you get a bullet and you get a bullet and you get a bullet. Fuck, man.”
They all laughed. Ironic that Christopher stuck out his chest in pride now, when he’d felt so lost when she was actually ordering motherfuckers killed.
“That just mean don’t fuck over Meggie girl, son,” Mortician said once their laughter died down.
“Yeah,” Christopher agreed.
Val sipped his rum. “You good now? Meggie told you that you can’t kill a bunch of motherfuckers, right?”
“Megan ain’t wantin’ me to kill,” Christopher confirmed, even if she hadn’t said those exact words.
