Chapter 11 Cobalt
ELEVEN
COBALT
My head is splitting because I’ve been on the phone with Salvatore’s boss, and the shit he’s telling me is starting to freak me the fuck out with the stuff coming out of his mouth.
I don’t want to know any of the vile stuff he’s spewing but since he’s not coming after Julie or Stash, I’ll put up with it for a little bit more.
Thinking this doesn’t mean he’s gonna keep his word, but what the fuck can I do?
Letting my head drop, I place the phone on my desk, letting out at a deep breath.
Since Salvatore was called out, he’s gone into hiding, the asshole.
His boss, Tony, on the other end of this phone call, is now explaining he’s got everyone looking for Salvatore and wants to know if I want him when they eventually find him.
I know this offer isn’t out of the kindness of his heart.
He’d rather the club finish that backstabbing bastard off so he wouldn’t have to deal with it himself.
When Tony starts talking about the money Stash and Julie got their hands on, I’m totally done.
“Hey now, Tony, that is a closed subject and I mean it. Forget those names and don’t even think of pursuing anything regarding all of that shit, except taking care of Salvatore and his bully bastards by yourself with your own people.
Please don’t tell me I’m mistaken in my assumption that the Mob can and will make all of this go away.
Are all those tough-ass mobster movies on television and in the theaters wrong?
You telling me you ain’t the tough guys, and instead push the hard shit off onto others to take care of your problems?
Really, Tony, what did you think, I’d jump at the thought of taking Salvatore out?
Well, not gonna happen and we definitely won’t be bending over and taking it up the ass just ’cause you say so.
Let me make it clear, not gonna take him out, end of story.
Be thankful I’m not getting my entire Kings of Anarchy organization together for what was done to our brother Rocket by your asshole lackey.
If by chance we find Salvatore first, then all bets are off.
Saying that, we ain’t hunting him. But ya know, sometimes shit falls right on your doorstep and if Salvatore does then, and only then, will I let Incubus loose.
Guess this is the best time to let you know the Kings of Anarchy Indiana club is going in a different direction, so take this as notice that our club will finish the contracts we have with you, but then we’re done.
No, before you start running your mouth again, no disrespect intended, but you guys are just too much damn work.
Maybe back in the day this arrangement was good for both sides, but it’s not any longer.
I know exactly what you’re thinking, and no, you throwing more money at us ain’t gonna change my mind or the club’s, so don’t waste your breath. ”
“What the fuck, Cobalt, was this your plan all along? You act like your club of murders and misfits just got outta confession and are doing their goddamn penance. The motherfucker you have in that club of yours hasn’t had a problem with murdering and discarding bodies since forever, even before we struck up our partnership.
Ya going to take his fun away, Cobalt? Does Incubus know about these new directives?
Maybe I can poach that sick fucker to work for me instead.
I’ll give him so much work he’ll be covered in blood daily.
I’m guessing he’ll be hard all the time ’cause I’m sure that’s what gets him off. Blood and guts.”
Goddamn, he’s kind of right, Incubus somehow has always managed to balance the light and dark sides of his being.
Lately though, something is changing in my enforcer, and I don’t want to push him into a PTSD episode ’cause the Mob wants a body or twenty to disappear.
Suddenly, I’m so tired, like totally bone exhausted.
Pushing shit this and that way to clear a spot on my desk, I lean forward and put my forehead on the wooden top.
I try to find the correct words so I don’t piss off the Mob boss ’cause I know other chapters are working with them and don’t want to cause any problems for them.
“Tony, listen to me closely, for the last time. First and foremost, it would be when hell freezes over that Incubus would ever leave our club to go work with you. Second, if he decided to do that, I’d put him to ground my own damn self.
Third, I’m done with all this bullshit. One of the main reasons I want outta this toxic fuckin’ relationship is you all don’t listen, for Christ’s sake.
I don’t mind busting my ass and getting paid, but it’s all this other shit I can’t handle. Now, are we done?”
I hear him muttering under his breath, not sure if to himself or someone else, so I put it out there anyway.
“And if by chance you send some of your men here to my clubhouse to cause trouble, then you will have a world of hurt with all the Kings of Anarchy chapters and, friend, that is something you don’t want. Just gonna say, you will never survive.”
I slam the phone down just as Incubus walks into my office after a loud knock.
He looks like total shit, which I get ’cause he literally busted his ass to save Rocket.
Well, let me rephrase, both Incubus and Julie did with some assistance from the rest of us.
He literally falls into a chair and stares at me for a second.
“How the fuck do ya know, Cobalt, I don’t want to change teams? Maybe the Mob would give me more freedom and not ride my ass about shit like eating, sleeping, fucking, and everything else you bastards are always ridin’ my ass about?”
“What the fuck? You listening in on my conversations now Incubus? Hey, brother, if ya wanna go work for Tony and his minions, just say the word. I’ll call chapel.
Then you can inform your club of the decision and if it votes your way we’ll take your bike and kutte, burn your ink, then send you on your merry way.
Well, that is if the mother club approves it. ”
His mouth drops open in shock and if I could grab my phone and take a quick photo I would, but that is a definite hard NO on Incubus’s part.
He doesn’t do photos at all. There have been times, even though they know better, when some of the girls have tried to snap a picture of him.
He not only grabs their phone but destroys it too.
He’ll buy them a new phone but not until he explains, in great detail, that under no circumstances are they to do snapshots of him.
I get it and am probably the only one who does.
Blood families can be real pricks and Incubus has the biggest prick for a father.
When I shake my head to get back into the moment, Incubus is still staring at me like I ran over his dog, for Christ’s sake.
“Damn, brother, ya know I’m pulling your leg, right?
Fuck, Incubus, I’d never be able to survive if you left and you know it, so there’s no way in hell I’m gonna beg ya not to leave ’cause ya just ain’t ever going to leave.
Though that’s always any brother’s choice, just know I’ll never make it easy for any one of you assholes as we are only as strong as we are as a team.
Now that I know you like to be nosy and listen to my phone calls, I’ll need to be more careful.
Might need to have a camera put up so I can look down the hallway to see if any of ya are standing around, jerk off, being goddamn nosy.
So, to more important shit, what’s your prognosis for Rocket, brother?
Hope you know that without you that young man would have died on the concrete driveway in front of our clubhouse. Just sayin’.”
I watch him lower his head for just a second or two before his eyes meet mine.
“It was a joint effort and got to say, though it kills me to, if not for Girlie assisting me; we would have lost Rocket, I’m sure of it.
Not sayin’ the brothers don’t and can’t help, but she has a way about her during a crisis that puts everyone around her at ease.
Jackal and I talked about it. If she’s stickin’ around, maybe we or yeah you can talk her into goin’ back to school to—I don’t know—get her nursing degree or some shit like that.
I’m not always around and neither is Jackal, so she’d be like third in line in case of an emergency.
I’m getting the feelin’ we might be having more injuries with how that conversation went with Tony. ”
My mind is still hooked on Incubus asking me to try and talk Julie, not only into sticking around but also going to school to help us out in time of crisis.
Jesus Christ, she really must have made an impression on my brother in front of me ’cause I’ve never heard him say so many nice words about anyone, including myself.
And just the thought of her staying has my body reacting not in a way I want when I’m sittin’ with a brother, especially Incubus.
He’ll never let me live it down if I’m sporting wood from just talking about Julie.
I shift my weight and watch his eyes start to sparkle as he cracks up with his crazy-as-fuck laugh.
“Well, fuck, Cobalt ya got it bad if talkin’ about her gets ya hard. When you gonna move to tap that one so you’re not driving yourself crazy, my man?”
Before I can reply, I look up to see Julie standing in the doorway, her purple hair is all over the place and she’s rubbing her eyes. Aww, she probably just woke up.
“Darlin’, ya need something?”
Just like Incubus, Julie tends to shock the shit outta me and once again does exactly that.
“Who you tapping, Cobalt? Anyone I know, maybe that bitch in the hallway earlier or is there a new one in line?”
Shaking my head, I’m kinda thrilled she is showing signs of being jealous.
I look to see Incubus trying to hold in his laughter but his shoulders are shaking slightly.
Julie sees it too, and before I can say a word, she moves to stand behind him and places her hands on his shoulders and starts to massage them.
Incubus growls, which doesn’t seem to scare her off.
“Incubus, does that feel good or do you need it to be harder? I know you have to be hurting because I am, and I didn’t do half of what you did. Oh, Cobalt, just woke up and thought maybe we could talk. Let me just work on Incubus’s knots for a little longer. You’re next Blue Eyes.”
I watch in amazement and shock as Incubus leans forward, dropping his head to his chest and lets out…
holy shit, a moan from Julie’s massage. I’ve never seen anyone be able to put their hands on any part of him.
His shoulders look to be relaxing as she continues with rubbing him down.
She looks at me and smiles, and my heart starts to pound. Fuck, I’m in some deep-ass trouble.
“Yeah, Darlin’, we can talk once you’re done with him.
I’ll be right back. And thanks to both of you for doing what ya did to save Rocket.
Our boy is probably gonna need to talk to someone, either here within the club or one of the club shrinks, when he’s healed a bit.
That brutal rape is gonna leave some open wounds mentally for Rocket, so gettin’ it off his chest will do him some good. ”
Both Julie and Incubus look up at me and yeah, again, they shock the shit outta all of us when in unison they both talk at the same time.
“Well, been there so I can talk to him if he wants.”
Julie’s comment instantly tears me apart when at the same time Incubus throws out his words.
“Brother, ya know my experience. So if our lil’ brother needs someone to talk to I’m always around.”
They both look at each other with new respect, and goddamn if I’m not a bit jealous of Incubus, though don’t want to get raped to be that close, so I just nod at them.
Sometimes ya don’t need words is my thought as Incubus stands up.
Without another word to either of us, he stomps outta my office and I can hear his bellow when he calls for two of his club girls to get their asses in his room now.
Glancing at Julie, she is turned toward the hallway and when she hears his words, jerks her head toward me, and I can see worry on her face.
“Cobalt, is Incubus okay? I mean that was a lot to take in with Rocket. If you need to check on him, we can talk another time.”
“Darlin’, my brother knows if he needs me, or any of our other brothers, all he has to do is reach out. Right now, he needs to burn off some steam and either or both of those girls will be able to help him with that.”
“Wait, did you say girls? Holy shit, are they going to have a threesome? I thought that shit was only in my books I read. Damn, to be a bug on that wall. Do you have any cameras you can throw in there quickly, Cobalt?”
Then to my utter surprise she starts to giggle.
It’s contagious so I chuckle as she then shuts the door and sits in front of my desk.
She waits to stop giggling then looks up at me with those gorgeous eyes of hers.
Yeah, I’m fucked, no doubt about it. She’s gonna know she’s on the way to ruining me.