Biggie: Motorcycle Club Romance (Savage Saints MC Book 12) by Hazel Parker

Author:Hazel Parker [Parker, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Biggie

The tone in Marcel’s voice was unlike anything I had ever heard before.

He sounded shaken and beaten. He never, ever sounded this way, even when he had to go to jail and be away from his daughter for years. He was always the face of poise and the sound of tranquility and steadiness.

But as I heard him breathing on the phone, I heard a man that had seen or suffered through something unimaginable. “Something bad” didn’t even begin to describe what I suspected he was feeling.

I stood, naked, from the bed and went into the living room. I didn’t want Lilly to have to hear whatever it was that was going on. I knew it was something with the club, and that only further reinforced my desire to keep her away from the madness. She only knew the good parts of the Savage Saints; perhaps it was best that it remain that way.

I wasn’t going to be able to avoid this conversation, but a part of me certainly wished that I could also duck away from whatever Marcel was about to tell me. A part of me certainly wished that what I had told Lilly was completely, unequivocally true.

“Marcel,” I said, steady. “What happened?”

Marcel gave a very, very long sigh, and when he finally spoke, it was barely audible, the kind of thing where I had to repeat the words in my head a few times before they became coherent. And yet, even with that, I only needed the one hearing to understand what had happened.

“They got Uncle.”

Uncle.

They got him.

They…

“Is he…is he dead, Marcel?”

Marcel didn’t answer.

“Marcel.”

“Just come to the shop, Jack,” he said. “But come alone. And come armed. There’s no one but us here, but I don’t need a second attack to happen on our watch.”

Jesus Christ. The fuck happened?

“OK,” I said, and Marcel didn’t say a word as he hung up.

I went back into the bedroom to grab my clothes. Lilly was sitting up. All of the passion and joy from the moment had vanished in a snap; even she seemed to understand that something very serious and very bad had happened.

“Jack?” she said.

“I have to go,” I said, muttering. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to leave so soon. But…something happened to my uncle.”

“What?”

“I don’t know,” I said.

It was a truthful answer, but it was certainly not one that led in the right direction. There was zero chance that Marcel would have placed that call for anything other than the worst of news. I just didn’t want to face up to the idea yet that the worst of that news had happened.

“I heard you say the words ‘is he dead’ out there. Jack, who is that in reference to? Are you OK?”

I was starting to feel myself becoming emotional. I couldn’t be having this conversation here. Not in front of a girl I was starting to fall for really hard. Not right after we’d had sex. Not when I had to put on a strong face at the club for whatever was going down.

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