Chapter Eleven #2

“Selling his kid’s toys. That is seriously fucked up.

Also, neighbors reported that he dragged his wife out of the house, literally yanked her, and forced her into the car.

He did the same with his daughter.” Razor pulled out his cell phone.

“This is what I got, but he scared his neighbors with lawsuits, if they dared to intervene.”

Doc watched the footage as he saw the woman from the trailer park, screaming that he was hurting her. There was even a point where he used his foot to shove her into the car, and the scream was deafening.

His anger took on a whole new level.

“Let’s go and pay them a visit.”

He left his office, and with Razor behind him, they made their way out into the parking lot. There was no reason to grab the rest of the club. This was not a club issue. This was now a personal matter.

Sheriff Hayes had also been trying to call him. There had been a few suspect break-ins and thefts since the club had completely withdrawn from patrolling the streets. There was also the matter of the Easter Fair, which would be this coming Friday.

Easter was late this year, the end of April, and there was no way Doc was going to let Maeve work at the fair without knowing she was protected first.

Straddling his bike, he made his way toward the address that had been written on the file.

It was a nice house, large, almost a mansion, in one of the richer sides of town.

From the details he saw, Jamie Carmichael had used most of her parents’ inheritance money to pay for the house.

She’d worked multiple jobs to put Wilson through college and also worked while she’d been heavily pregnant.

She paid all the bills for an extended number of times.

When it came to her hospital bills, she did the same.

It was list after endless list of what Jamie had done for her husband, yet when it came time to return the favor, there was nothing, and it pissed him off. He felt himself fume.

Arriving at the house, most of the neighbors were already gone. Doc turned off the ignition and climbed off his bike. He made his way toward the door and turned to Razor. “Call a locksmith.”

Drawing his boot up, he kicked the door. It took two attempts, using his whole body to finally get it to open. He stepped inside the house and started to look around.

Jamie had made a nice home for herself. However, after the video he watched, he grabbed anything female and started to toss things onto the lawn.

He made his way through the house, and as he got to the stairs, Wilson Carmichael, wearing nothing more than a robe, was at the stairs with a young blonde.

Doc took one look at the man and hated him on sight. It was easy to do, seeing as he was also a lawyer.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Wilson said. “I’m calling the cops.”

Doc didn’t care, and he made his way toward the main master bedroom. Opening a window, he started to gather items of clothing and throwing them out the window onto the lawn. Razor came in and started to do the same.

Wilson charged in, and when he attempted to attack him, fist clenched right on top of his knuckle which was a classic mistake, Doc grabbed him and threw him across the room. The woman with him let out a little scream.

“What is the meaning of this?” she asked.

“This house and everything in it belongs to Jamie Carmichael. Consider this your eviction notice,” Doc said. “Jamie and June will be moving back in by the end of today.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? That whore has used her pussy to try to get this house?”

Doc didn’t like when men disrespected their wives. There were times he hated Nancy. He wanted to fucking throttle her for the shit she put him through, but he never did. He handled his shit like everyone else.

Grabbing Wilson around the throat, he pinned him to the wall, lifting him off the ground just a little. The man was big, but there was no hint of muscle. He clearly didn’t work out after sitting all day, reading law books.

“Jamie Carmichael is a lady,” Doc said. “She has taken care of you and your kid, and all you did was toss her aside. If you think you can threaten her, I want you to look into my eyes and understand that I don’t give a fuck about the law.

To you, in this town, I am the law, and you will leave and spend the rest of your life paying that woman back.

If you don’t, I will personally make your life a living hell.

” He turned to the woman. “I suggest you leave and get out of town now. If you don’t, I will make sure the only thing you can do is suck dick until the nasty taste of cum is all that is on your mouth and face. ”

The woman looked terrified and quickly ran away. There was no way she was staying to help Wilson.

“See, you fuck a whore, they leave you to save their own ass,” he said.

He let Wilson go, and he might have tightened his hand around the bastard’s neck.

It took a couple of hours, and partway through, Razor had their own lawyer come into the house and work on the paperwork needed for Jamie Carmichael.

Doc left long enough to make his way back to the trailer park to find Jamie and June playing on the small patch of earth outside their trailer. He’d noticed the car she had the other day.

Jamie got to her feet the moment he arrived, and she looked a little troubled.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

“Pack your things,” Doc said. “Your house is waiting for you, and I’ve already got a locksmith changing the locks, so you won’t have to worry.”

“You did all of that for me?” Jamie asked. “What do you want?”

Doc looked at the little girl and smiled. “You love your daughter. That is all I ask.”

“But you didn’t have to do this, not for anyone.”

“I know what I did and didn’t have to do.

Consider this something I wanted to do.” He offered her a smile, but Jamie looked doubtful.

“I’m a man who believes in responsibility.

Wilson used you, and he had a responsibility to take care of you and your little girl.

I cannot abide men who run at the first chance they get.

I never ran, and trust me, there were days I wanted to.

I never did. I love my daughter. Kids are everything. ”

Jamie had tears in her eyes.

He crouched down toward June. “I bet you’re missing your old room, aren’t you?” he asked.

June nodded, ran toward him, and threw her arms around him.

He’d seen the footage of how easy it was for Wilson to discard his family, and the very thought of any man doing that filled him with disgust. There was a chance he’d kill Wilson someday, but that day was not today.

He’d keep a close eye on that son of a bitch.

Doc waited for Jamie and June to pack up their car, and Wilson’s life hung in the balance, because he knew he’d sold a great deal of their belongings and it pissed him off.

June and Jamie got into the car and made their way out of the trailer park. Doc followed close behind and didn’t overwhelm them, but the moment he got to the house, several of the other Chaos Monsters MC members had arrived.

News had spread fast about what he’d done, and there was a lot of support, yet a lot of hatred for Wilson.

Neighbors who had purchased June’s old toys, as well as Jamie’s belongings, returned them.

For their trouble, Doc made sure to reimburse them.

There were a lot of people in Jamie’s neighborhood that had her back, and that was good to see.

All they needed was someone willing to put Wilson in his place.

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