CHAPTER 21
*~* Molly *~*
Ihave everything ready for Bri and Marcia to arrive. I have junk food lined up with a bottle of wine to go along with it. Oh, well, a few bottles of wine.
Running upstairs, I quickly shower and change into jeans and a tee. I’ve had what I classify as my work uniform on all week, and I am ready to shed the manager persona for a while.
The door opens, and Bri bursts through with Marcia right behind her.
Both have huge smiles on their faces, and are carrying boxed wine.
Oh, this could be a headache weekend if we drink all that!
Hangovers always give me a pounding headache.
I’m going to do my best to be good, drink a glass of wine, and then follow it with a glass of water.
“We brought pizza and garlic bread,” Marcia says, holding up four boxes and heads toward the kitchen. I give Bandit I think the brother's name is, and Neil a prospect a finger wave before closing and locking the door.
“We have some serious talking to do tonight, Molly.” Bri takes a seat at the table as she slides plates to each of us.
Marcia is placing paper napkins on the table before pouring each of us a glass of wine. I thought I was the hostess, but seems I’m being waited on! Oh well, I can live with it, and these two have become the best of friends to me.
“So, the topic tonight is finding Carrie-Anne, and either taking her out ourselves, or handing her over to Whack, or the Cobras,” I state while giving them both a serious look.
“Well, let’s get right to it shall we?” Bri grins.
Marcia rolls her eyes. “She doesn’t waste time does she?”
“Oh, come on, we all know we’ve got to find the bitch because the brothers have had no luck.” I roll my eyes right back at her, which of course has all three of us giggling.
We eat pizza, drink wine, and I keep handing out glasses of water so we don’t get ill. If we are going to find Carrie-Anne, we need our wits about us.
Bri waves her hand around with a slice of garlic bread held tightly. “We know that the bitch has a black van. We know she’s been seen in town. We know she has someone with her…”
“What? When did she get someone with her? That’s the first I’ve heard of that,” I quickly state, and I’m shocked to hear she has fooled someone into helping her.
Before anyone can respond my phone vibrates, and picking it up I see it’s a message from Jamie.
Jamie: Sorry Molly, but can you man the reception in the morning, please?
Sighing, I rub my forehead. Shit, I really wanted a day to myself. But this is what I signed up for.
Molly: Yeah, I’ll cover the reception.
Jamie: Thank you.
“I’m at work tomorrow morning, so no more wine for me, ladies.” I give them both a grimace, but they nod showing they understand.
“How about you walk around town with us, we do some shopping, and once you get that itchy feeling we go into a shop and you wander off? But Noah keeps his eye on what happens so he can jump in if needed?” Marcia suggests.
“Hmm, I’m not sure that would be sneaky enough for Carrie-Anne.
” I tap my chin with a finger, considering her twisted way of thinking.
“Carrie-Anne has always done things in a nasty way. But she’s sneaky about it.
Even when we were growing up, she would do her best to be the innocent one.
Cry when she wanted something I had, make out I was being nasty to her, and all the while she would give me nasty looks, and evil smiles when no one else was taking notice.
That’s the sneaky kind she is. If we cornered her on Main Street, she would throw her drama and have everyone thinking we were doing something wrong. ”
Bri and Marcia are nodding their heads, obviously understanding what I’m saying about the possibility of what could happen with their plan.
“Okay, so we need to find this fricking black van. Then take that with her in it to the compound. I heard Cannon saying that he has street kids looking for her. I reckon we should do our own street kid looking…like girl street kids.” Marcia smiles, and it is all clenched jaw and front teeth showing, not a friendly smile at all!
“I reckon that’s a good idea. Come on, let's get out of here and go into town. Speak to some girls and women, and give out our information. How about we give a $1,000 reward for the information that leads to us getting the bitch?” Bri throws into the mix.
It’s already 10:30 p.m, which is two hours later from leaving the house, and we have spoken to a lot of young girls and women, all of whom are going to a bar, hanging around the street with friends, or walking home from somewhere.
What we do is give out our contact details, and with the lure of the reward I reckon Carrie-Anne is on borrowed time.
Bandit and Neil are showing no signs of being bothered that we’ve taken our time.
They are staying far enough back to look like they are not interested in what we are doing.
Neither of them are wearing their cuts, and it has me smiling because they don’t look themselves in a tee and jeans without the cut over the top.
“Well, we’ve planted the seed, so let’s go home,” Marcia says, yawning, which has me grinning. She’s been yawning for the last thirty minutes.
“Come on, sleepyhead. Let’s get Bandit to take us home.” Bri gives me a shrug, and we head back to Bandit and Neil who have acknowledged we are heading back to the SUV.
After being dropped at the house, Neil checked all was good before I was allowed inside, much to my annoyance, I have to add. But I lock up and head to bed, where I quickly do my bedtime routine and fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.
Waking up, I am aware I’m hot, and it takes me a minute to realize I have my head on someone’s chest! Sitting up fast, I turn and my mouth falls open when Breaker is lying in my bed, and that’s who I was snuggled up to! What the ever-loving!
Jumping out of bed, I grab for my clothes I’d laid out ready last night, but hear, “Hey, babe, what’s the rush?”
“Hey, babe? Hey, babe? What the bleep bleep are you doing in my bed?” I snap, and the smirk on his face when I don’t really curse at him has my hackles rising.
“I thought it would be nice to cuddle, you know we are living in the same house after all.”
“You asshole. Just because you are living here, without my permission I might add, doesn’t give you the right to jump into my bed.
You know I’m a trained nurse, and I could cut your dick off in your sleep…
” I don’t wait for a reply, but he made me say asshole!
The said asshole is laughing at my tirade!
I don’t wait around to eat breakfast. I get through my morning routine faster than ever before and dash out of the house. I run into the practice and head straight to the coffee machine. It won’t solve the morning issue, but caffeine always helps.
Saturday mornings are never as busy as the rest of the week in reception. I check the reception is clean and all the patients are seen in order.
The cleaner, Susan, is very efficient, and she left me a note on the office desk last week asking if she could use a different cleaner in the restroom.
I wasn’t sure why, but when I spoke to her, she said the smell of the one she was using wasn’t nice to the nose.
That had me smiling, and I agreed she could try something else even though it was a few dollars more.
I notice this morning when I walk into the restroom that the smell is much nicer, and that sickly lemon smell has gone.
This is more like lavender, and I like it, a lot.
Jamie walks into reception as the last patient enters Dr. Tom’s room. I give her a smile, and she frowns. “What’s up?”
“Do you know that sneaky…was in my bed when I woke this morning. I mean what the…” I’m doing my best not to work myself up again, and I’m trying hard to curtail my cursing, but you know being around bikers it’s not easy.
Jamie throws her head back laughing. “Girl, you gotta know that when a biker claims his woman he’s going to do every little thing he can to nail her down.
You are being nailed down. With that said, you have options, but I’ve seen the way you look at Breaker, and I’ve seen the way he looks at you.
Try it, because you have nothing to lose, but a lot to gain if it works out. ”
“Said the girl who hasn’t nailed her man down!” Seeing the sad look on Jamie’s face I wish I had said nothing. “Sorry, Jamie, that was not my place. But if you ever need to vent, I’m here for you.”
“It’s okay, Molly. I knew from the start Fury wanted nothing permanent. But I've got to put a stop to it. I’m getting too involved, and that’s not what he wants.” Jamie looks so sad that my heart aches for her.
“Is there no changing his mind?”
Jamie shakes her head. “No, I don’t think so. Now, let’s stop being soppy and get you home. It’s well past the time you left.”
Sunday morning, I smirk to myself because I had put a chair under the doorknob so Breaker couldn’t sneak into my room again last night. I heard him trying, and the mumbled curses. I had to bury my face in the pillow to stop my laughter from being heard.
Breaker has gone to the clubhouse by the time I arrive downstairs. Well, that’s where I presume he has gone, but I never ask as I don’t think it’s my business. I have a bowl of cereal and a mug of coffee before throwing on my ankle boots, leather jacket and picking up my purse.
Taking out my phone, I quickly call Bri, who only takes a moment to answer. “I’m on my way into town, so if you want in you best move your asses,” I state and grin when I hear her cursing and shouting to Marcia, which tells me they are both at the clubhouse.
I have a brother and a prospect on me already, and I give Hellion and Noah a wave as I walk over to the SUV. Hellion takes the driver's seat and looks over his shoulder at me where I’ve taken the back seat. I smirk, “Into town, please.”
Holding back my laughter when I hear Hellion grunt, and Noah is struggling not to smile. I’ve only had one interaction with Hellion so far, and it was a two-word response. Not sure he knows how to hold a conversation?
Stepping out of the SUV, I look at Noah, then Hellion.
“Bri and Marcia will be here soon, but I’m not hanging around waiting.
If you walk a little behind me that will be good.
I’m going to wander up Main Street on one side and then back on the other side.
Keep your eyes open for Carrie-Anne. I’m sure she’s looking for me, because she’ll want me to pay whatever she’s stolen to get her out of the shit she’s in. ”
“You know Breaker isn’t going to like this, don’t you?” Noah asks.
“Well, shame for Breaker then,” I reply while turning to head down the street. Hellion is frowning, and honestly, he’d be handsome if he didn’t frown so much. He’s going to have a face lined like an old saddlebag by the time he’s sixty at this rate.
“You know you said that out loud don’t you, Molly?” Noah says while looking like he wants to be anywhere but here.
Turning I look at Hellion who is still frowning. “Well, I’m right. He’s still frowning. It wouldn’t hurt to crack a smile now and again.”
Bri and Marcia arrive twenty minutes after I walk along Main Street. We talk, discuss things in shop windows, but we are looking around as we do. So far, nothing to report is what I’m thinking, and I'm annoyed that we could do this for weeks.
“Okay, go into the next shop. I’m going to wander further up the street.” I push Bri lightly and pass her, looking into shop windows as I slowly wander.
A flash of green has caught my eye, and looking up I see it’s the bitch herself.
I take off running and hear heavy footsteps behind me, so know Hellion or Noah are right behind me.
Or both, but I’m not stopping to check. I turn the corner at the next shop and see Carrie-Anne running, and isn’t that Angel running with her?
“Angellllll…” I hear bellowed and falter in my running when I see Bear running full out trying to catch Angel.
I am crashed into from behind, and nearly face plant onto the sidewalk. A pair of arms wraps around me and rights me onto my feet. Which brings me face-to-face with Hellion. “Oh, you know you have pretty eyes.” Oh, shit, why did I say that.
Chuckling makes me turn my head, and I see Noah is finding all this highly amusing. “You are so funny, Molly. I love being your security detail.”
Hellion grunts again, and lets go of me, but he rushes forward toward where Bear, Carrie-Anne and Angel disappeared.
Bear and Hellion walk back to Noah and me a few minutes later, shaking their heads to confirm they got away.
“Goddamn it,” Bear snarls. “It’s a good thing Bull sorted out the bitch stealing my money and getting it back, or I’d be willing to break her neck.
I’m not worried that I’ll falter at doing it now either. ”
“She is as bad as Carrie-Anne, and you can bet they are up to something. Now we have two to sort out instead of one,” I snap, right before turning around and walking back to the SUV.