Page 73 of Remiss
“Mom told me about a girl held captive here. She helped to take care of her while she was here.”
Easton squinted. The only woman who’d come and gone on her own free will was Hopper. “Your mother is…?”
“Hopper,” he confirmed. “Seraphina is her real name.” He pointed to Molly again. “Please tell me that isn’t Molly. Mom really liked her. She’s going to be so fucking upset.”
Easton still didn’t trust Randolph.
He glanced over his shoulder as if he wasn’t leaning against the fucking closed door. “I need your help.”
“With?”
“I didn’t ride down looking for you. I came to talk to Bash because Mom’s mad as the blazes at me and she wants me to fix the mess I’ve made.” He started forward, but Easton got to his feet, and he halted. “She wants me to go toOutlaw,” he whispered in a strangled voice. “She’s lost her fucking mind. He will kill me on sight.”
“What did you do and how the fuck do you thinkIcan help you? I’m a Scorpion, not a Dweller.”
“Yeah, but you don’t have Scorpion mentality. I didn’t know until I started overhearing shit about you. How you’re a spy for Bash through Johnnie Donovan. I can’t go to Hortensia so I’ve been hiding out here, hoping you’d return.”
Easton folded his arms, waiting.
“My former Prez wanted Outlaw’s attention, so I got a tip that if we took Meggie that would do the trick and passed it on to Mystic. Only he took her, stripped her, and threw her in a fucking hole. Outlaw wants my fucking head.”
“I’ll bet he does, fuckhead.” Easton glared at him. “How the fuck am I supposed to help you and what the fuck do you need help with?”
“I sent a bunch of documents to Bash, some months back. It kicked off a whole lot of shit, including the dumb motherfucker thinking my aunt owns the fucking club.” Randolph rolled his blue eyes. “Which she doesn’t, by the way.”
“Meggie is your aunt?”
“So you know about that shit, too?”
Easton glowered at him.
“Yeah, my father was her brother. I’m actually Bash’s great-nephew or great-great nephew. It confuses me because our family is so fucked.”
“Excuse me?”
“My grandmother was Kimber Caldwell. Bash’s aunt.”
“I think you and Bash are cousins. Which makes us cousins, since I’m his son.”
Randolph’s eyes widened. “No shit? So Tio is your brother?”
“Unfortunately.”
“Yeah, even with all the casts, he’s a fuckhead. What happened to him?”
“One of Outlaw’s sons.” It served the arrogant little fuckhead right. He’d had no goddamn plan. He’d intended to kill Diesel, when not a motherfucker or his mama wanted that. Even Tabitha only wanted Diesel scared back into her arms. “He has months of recovery ahead of him.”
“Oh goddamn.”
“Exactly.”
Molly groaned. Immediately, Easton turned, afraid she was awakening, but she merely adjusted positions and quieted again.
Fuck, he didn’t have time for Randolph’s bullshit. He needed to save Molly. “Is Bash here?”
“In his office.”
“I need to see him.” Easton started for the door, spotting his keys on the bureau near the light switch. He hadn’t even realizedRandolph had set them down. He snatched them up. “I don’t know what you think I can do—”
