30. Weston
WESTON
Falling back against the couch I let out the breath that I was holding once Dax entered the house.
Thanks to the security system I had been able to watch and listen to the whole thing as it was going down.
Seeing my woman in her element was something I never got tired of, but this one was far too close to home having Harper involved.
Seeing her wrapped around Dax as her body shook with her sobs made it hard for me not to head straight to the closest Mad Dog crew and kill everyone of them.
Not only had they been after Dax they used the one person who was her true weakness.
I had no doubt that she would do anything to get me back if need be but if she lost Harper it would break the last part of her innocence that’s left.
“So no one is gonna bring it up?” Cognac asked, breaking my train of thought.
I looked over my laptop screen at the other four guys who’d been watching everything on the TV before I cut the link off wanting to give Harper some privacy.
Once Dax had called me letting me know what was going down I woke up everyone else and gathered them here.
They wanted to go after Dax but I knew they wouldn’t get there in time for it to matter.
Situations like this was what Dax lived for and she was good at it.
“Bring what up?” Eagle snapped glaring at Cognac. “If you say something asinine I’m going to punch you in the nuts.”
He was the one I almost had to tackle and tie to a chair to keep him from going after Dax and his brother but Sprocket talked him down. Void wasn’t much better but he wouldn’t go without Eagle.
“Our woman just took out six armed men and saved two hostages single handedly. She’s like a live version of Lara Croft or some shit,” Cognac said standing looking down at the other three.
“You’re telling me you didn’t realize that if she really wanted to get the fuck out of here she could have.
We know she found the gun in Void’s room because we left it there for her to find. So why didn’t she?” Cognac asked.
After a moment they all looked at me like I was just gonna give them the answer. “Oh no, you guys either need to figure it out yourselves or ask her but I’m not gonna tell you if you don’t already know.”
“I think that is a conversation for another time, right now we need to prepare for the war that is about to descend on us,” Sprocket interjected before Eagle could try and wring the answer out of me.
Looking back at my screen I saw Dax wrapping a blanket around Harper and then heading over to Picasso who was still out cold.
Dragging him away from the very dead Mammoth she checked him over carefully but from what I saw he’d just been pistol whipped.
Once she was convinced he would be alright she went back to Harper.
“Babe, I’m gonna pack you a bag and we are gonna stay with some friends of mine. I promise I will explain everything once we get there but we need to move before any more bad guys might show up.” Dax explained in a soft voice.
Harper didn’t really react to what Dax said as she kept picking at the tassels on the blanket.
Letting out a sigh Dax left her and headed up to Harper’s room packing things.
Now that she was alone I felt comfortable enough to call out to her.
Hitting the button that would activate my side of the comms I tapped twice.
“Wondered how long it would take you to reach out,” Dax said, glancing up at the camera. “You catch all that went down?”
“Yeah I made sure to record the audio so that we could go back over it once you didn’t have Harper’s life hanging in the balance,” I assured her.
Nodding she kept moving around the room. “Can I assume the rest of the guys are with you too?”
“You would assume correct little hellcat, and you got one hell of a punishment waiting for you when you get back for pulling a stunt like that,” Eagle called out.
“Fuck off Eagle,” Dax snapped. “If you were paying attention at all this is your fault I’m even in this situation.”
Eagle scoffed. “Then we must have been listening to two different conversations because it sounded like if we didn’t come along the same thing would have happened but with the Mad Dog’s. They aren’t as hospitable as we are to say the least.”
“Why don’t we have this conversation a little later in person. I somehow have to get my catatonic best friend and your unconscious brother out of here and back to the compound in a Fiat. Then figure out what the fuck to do with our bikes,” Dax grumbled.
“Just get back here rebel, bikes can be replaced but you guys can’t,” Sprocket spoke up.
They couldn’t see but Dax flipped off the camera and I just smiled. “She gave a thumbs up.”
“I’ll just bet she did,” Void smirked.
“We’ll see you when you get here,” I said as I signed off Harper’s system.
I looked at the guys who looked far more haggard then I was, not used to dealing with this lifestyle. “At this point you have two choices: make more coffee or try and catch an hour of sleep before she gets here.”
“I’ll get the coffee brewing,” Sprocket said, heaving himself off the couch.
Eagle rubbed his jaw deep in thought while the other two seemed to wait on his direction.
This was the biggest difference with how Dax and I worked— we were a team.
Both of us had strengths that the other didn’t and we found a way to blend them to work in the best way possible.
These bikers needed instruction before they could move forward not having the autonomy to just pick up a lead and run it down.
As they waited for their leader to make up his mind about whatever it was he was thinking about, I pulled up the file on Little Fingers that I hadn’t had a chance to read through yet.
This situation was turning out to have several layers to it and I just couldn’t seem to see where they all intersected.
The clean up crew I sent to the house gave me the information of who the man was that Dax interrogated but he was nothing a low level dealer.
Little Finger on the other hand was middle management so the task at hand was to see who he reported to.
I needed the top of the food chain to get the full picture.
“So at what point does the illusive Two Tricks deem it necessary to involve himself?” Eagle asked, drawing my attention.
“Oh he’s been involved through this whole situation, I’ve been keeping him well informed,” I answered.
Eagle grunted and leaned forward on his knees. “See I’m having a hard time believing that a man as powerful as him is still keeping to the shadows with all this. War with a cartel and a MC gang is not a small problem.”
I glanced up at him, keeping my expression neutral as my anger flared as what I thought he was hinting at. “Are you saying Tricks is a coward?”
“How would I know? The man never shows his face and uses proxies for all his deals so who’s to say he’s even alive. With a ghost like that he could be anyone, even you Weston,” Eagle challenged.
Giving him a smirk I set my laptop to the side. “And if I was Two Tricks, what then? Does it change the situation we’re in or what needs to happen next?”
Void growled at my tone and moved towards me but Eagle held out a hand stopping him. “True as that may be if we are going to war with you I think it’s only fair that I meet the man I’m asking my people to possibly die protecting.”
Nodding in agreement I decided to compromise. “I am not Two Tricks, and as for who that is it’s only fair to have everyone here for that conversation.”
“Fine, if we are gonna do this then I’ll make us something to eat no telling how fast things are gonna move once Mastiff finds out Doc is dead,” Eagle determined heading into the kitchen grabbing the coffee cup from Sprocket as he passed.
Sprocket rolled his eyes and went back to make himself a new mug. I went to pick up my laptop when a shadow loomed over me. Looking up I found Void standing over me. I quirked an eyebrow at him waiting for him to speak.
“In the spirit of partnership I feel that I should tell you that once my little demon is back in this house I’m not letting her leave us again.
She belongs with us whether she realizes it or not.
Know that if you try to take her from me and mine I will not hesitate to kill you even if it means she will hate me forever,” Void warned.
“Dax was never going to be mine alone, she couldn’t handle that type of relationship. Since she has been with you she’s changed for the better. If you don’t keep her from me, then I won’t keep her from you, fair?” I asked, holding out my hand.
Void wrapped his large hand around mine and squeezed hard enough that I was concerned he might break my hand. “Don’t make me have to hurt you and everything will be fine.”
Finished having to get that off his chest he headed up stairs.
“So dramatic, am I right?” Cognac said grinning at me.
I shook my head and got back to work on the matters at hand knowing Dax would be a tornado of pent up rage when she got here.