Page 157 of Fury

“Is he alive?” I asked.

“Oh, he’s alive all right,” replied Drac, his tone weary.

Led, a Flame from Reich’s Ohio chapter, stood next to Catch, his arms crossed.

“What the hell are you doing here and why didn’t I know about it?” I asked him.

Led shifted his weight. “I’ve been over at the One Eyed Jacks in South Dakota. Came down with Nina, Reich’s sister-in-law. Nina’s Butler’s old lady now. Catch showed up at their clubhouse, there was trouble, and I brought him back here.”

Butler hooked up with Reich’s sister-in-law? What the hell?

Catch sat up, clutching his middle, his one good eye caught my hard gaze. “Prez—”

“What did you do?” I asked him, my tone sharp. “Why the hell were you at the Jacks’?”

“I was with Becca at my ma’s house. Then Jill came home.”

“And?”

“And I saw that she’s fucking pregnant. I flipped out.”

“You flipped out, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“Then what?”

“I’ve been keeping an eye on her, and —”

“What the fuck for?”

“She’s friends with Grace now, and Grace is a Jack.”

“What are the Jacks going do to your ex, Catch? Poison her? Poison her against you?” My voice boomed and everyone winced.

“She’s been hanging out with Boner, their SA,” Catch spit out. “I saw her belly sticking out, and I figured she got knocked up with his kid. What the fuck, right? First me, then him? So, I took her over there and found him, and he tells me she’s his old lady now. You believe that shit? She’s Boner’s old lady.”

“That’s bothering your ego, is it?”

His bruised and cut face reddened, his jaw jutting out. He was a ball of angry confusion. “Yeah, okay? It fucking is!”

I towered over him. “Not four, five months ago, Jill stood right here and told you, told all of us, loud and clear, that you two were over, then she walked the fuck out. What don’t you get about that?”

Silence.

“When a woman tells you she doesn’t want you no more, you believe her. When she walks out on you, you fucking believe her!” My harsh words seethed from the pit of my black soul and crackled through the room.

Catch averted his gaze to the floor, his jaw pulsing. The industrial light fixtures buzzed overhead.

“What you don’t do is go chasing after her at her new man’s clubhouse,” I said. “A man who happens to be a respected officer of a club we are friendly with.” The blood pounded in my head. “Back it up—definetook her over there.”

“I, uh...”

I shot Led a look. “What did he do?”

“He dragged her over to the Jack’s clubhouse on his bike,” Led said. “Girl was barely dressed. Pulled her in by the hair like some cave man. Lock went up behind him, pulled a shotgun on him to get him down, and he let her go. Then Boner had his way with him.”

“Good for Boner,” I muttered.

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