Chapter 2 #3
It didn’t take long for me to see the glow of cigarettes in the darkness, and I made a beeline towards them.
“I assume things aren’t going great on your end if you’re having to sneak out to see me?” Hunter asked dryly, my eyes adjusting to the dark more and making out the three of them a little better.
“He’s going to fucking kill her, man. Tell me right now if you guys were playing some kind of game. Did she fuck him over?” I demanded, relaxing when he scoffed.
“No. Don’t get me wrong, I’d bend her over the second she let me, but I’m not doing anything out of spite, and she never once stepped out on him with me. I was honestly just helping her because you pricks ignored her phone calls as always and she was stuck with a dead body.”
“That’s what I told Skeet. He’s lost it. Threatened to put me in a hole if I go after her for answers. Have you heard from Lukas or Jensen? Who the fuck does she have on her side right now?”
“I spoke to Jense this morning,” Tyler claimed, not sounding too happy.
“They’re on the fence. They believe more was going on, but they also want answers.
Jense is busy dealing with Luke spiraling, so they’re at Jensen’s for a while until they get a grip on the situation. Caden’s with Skeet, right?”
“Yeah. I’ve been in the office most of the day because I almost shot Matteo earlier, but they’ve all been having a good laugh about the whole thing.
I heard something about Skeet and Caden finding Hunter’s clothes in Rory’s closet, but so far there’s been no exact plans of harm thrown her way.
I can’t help her without getting my ass put in the ground.
Do you guys know what’s happening with the case?
” I asked, a little desperate for literally any information.
Hunter leaned back against his car and crossed his arms, continuing to smoke.
“All I know is she’s in Lexi’s cell block, and one of the lifers in there is sitting with her at meal times so she’s not alone. Josie’s got Kirk Jennings representing her, so hopefully, that helps.”
“What evidence do they have?”
“Eye witness and the apparent murder weapon. They’re pushing Rory for information on the whereabouts of Max’s body, but so far there’s no concrete proof that she did anything.
We dealt with the body, cleaned the scene, then burned it down to make sure it was all gone.
We ran a check for local camera footage and found nothing too.
I need to find out who the fucking witness is so I can silence them.
No witness and no body? The apparent murder weapon becomes useless.
The worst they can get her with is having an unmarked firearm.
We disposed of the weapon ourselves, so we have no idea what the fuck they have,” he replied with annoyance.
“They’re keeping it tight-lipped about who the witness is.
With her connections to the crews, I’m not surprised.
They know someone will want to make them vanish. ”
“Is Lexi looking after her in there?” I asked hopefully, hearing Marco chuckle.
“No, but she won’t shiv her or anything. Lex hates her for waving a gun at Myles. If Rory’s smart, she’ll hook up with one of the lifers and play good little prison wife until she gets out.”
“She’s not into girls,” Tyler huffed, only making Marco shrug.
“So? A lot of them aren’t. Girls get lonely or desperate. They want protection, or affection to help them cope. Skeet’s not setting the other girls on her, right?”
“I hope not, but I doubt he’d tell me if he was. He knows my feelings on the situation,” I grumbled, looking at Tyler. “I take it you believe she wasn’t hooking up with them?”
“I don’t give a shit if she was. She loves me, and I love her. Nothing else matters to me, or I would’ve punched you for kissing her,” he said, no malice in his tone. “So, if you decide you want her, you’ve got my blessing.”
“You kissed her?” Marco laughed, my chest squeezing.
“It was a drunken mistake. We had an adult conversation about it and put it behind us,” I said sharply, and Tyler scoffed.
“Sure. Skeet really won’t help her?”
“Nope. If anything, he’s going to be the reason she gets hurt. I can’t write her a letter or anything, Skeet’s got contacts everywhere, so if you see her in person, can you tell her she’ll always have me? I believe her,” I said softly, and Hunter reached out to pat my shoulder.
“I’m visiting her next week. I’ll let her know.”
“Thanks. Look after her,” I practically begged, knowing they were her only hope if Skeeter really did go after her. “Please.”
“I already was. It’s what friends do. Her commissary is topped up, and Lex won’t give her shit.
For now, that’s all I can do until I can see her,” he replied, dropping his cigarette butt to the ground and crushing it with the toe of his shoe.
“We’d better go. I’ll let you know how she is when I speak to her. ”
“I appreciate it. I’ll try to get Skeet to change his mind,” I said firmly, but I knew that was probably unlikely.
I really wished Slash was still here because he would have stood up for her alongside me, making things a lot easier.