6. CHAPTER SIX
Clubhouse
I sat in one of the chairs opposite King while Reaper sat to my left in the clubhouse office. I hated bringing this to them, but I didn’t have a choice. I had a run-in with a sitting congressman. A congressman who was in bed with the Russians and the Italians. This shit could come back on the club.
“Before you blow your fucking top, I’m going to start by saying it couldn’t be avoided.” I planted my forearms on my thighs. “If it could have, I would have.”
King looked at me impatiently. I understood he was under pressure. We were trying to keep two women safe from the Bianchi Syndicate. While I hated to add to that pressure, it couldn’t be helped.
“Why don’t you start from the beginning,” Reaper said. “Then we’ll go from there.”
“I met somebody.”
“And that’s a problem?” King asked as he leaned back in his office chair.
“It may cause problems with the club.”
King narrowed his eyes. “What kind of problems.”
“She happens to be the ex-wife of Thomas Williams.”
“Who?” Reaper asked, looking between King and me.
“Congressman Williams,” I responded. “You know the piece of shit the Bianchi’s and the Petrovas have in their pocket. He came by her home this morning while I was there, and he casually threatened me and the club.”
“Son of a bitch, Gavin!”
“Fucking hell,” Reaper murmured.
“Look. They aren’t even fucking together anymore, King. I like her. I like her a lot and I don’t give a fuck what any of you got to say about it.”
“Does she know your history?” King asked and I scoffed.
“You really do think I’m a piece of shit, don’t you?” I shot to my feet. “Look I just thought you should know what’s going on.”
“Sit down, Gavin,” Reaper tossed his hands in the air. “We need a plan if something comes up with this. Not only is Williams a politician, but he’s also a dirty one. That can cause problems.”
I sighed and plopped back in the seat. “That’s why the hell I came. I recognized his name.”
“Oya? That’s her name?” King asked and I nodded. “And she knows you’re a Sinner?”
I sighed. “Of course, King. Despite what you seem to think about me, I wouldn’t keep shit like that from her.”
“Gavin, I’m not saying anything like that. But with your background and being a Sinner, I don’t want you to jump feet first into something and bring along an innocent woman with you.”
“What he’s trying to say,” Reaper said cutting in, “is we’re just worried about you. You told me a little about this woman and you seem invested. We don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I’m not a fucking kid anymore. I can handle my own life.” I took in a deep breath and released it trying to calm myself down. “Look if shit starts going down, it could be this. I just thought you might like to know.” I stood and walked to the door. “I’ve got to go. I got an appointment.”
“Bring her by,” King ordered. “We need to discuss this situation.”
“I’ll see if she has time.”
“Tell her to make time, Gavin,” King said. “The fucking club could be affected. It’s not a request.”
I opened the door and walked out without looking back.