Crucifixed (Royal Bastards MC: NYC Book 2) by B.B. Blaque

Author:B.B. Blaque [Blaque, B.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-25T18:30:00+00:00

11

I Feel a Sin Coming On

When I got back to the Mounds, I pulled Casket and Hazard into my office for a quick rundown on things. They both knew about the nun showin’ up, but nothin’ from nothin’ about the rest.

“I told you that one was a bad fuckin’ habit. You shoulda broke it a long time ago, brother.”

Casket was always so logical and didn’t get the depths of what I had with her. I couldn’t blame him, but he’d never had anything more than a turnstile of chicks goin’ in and outta his place. He shoulda been sellin’ tokens like on the subway for Chrissakes.

“Yeah, well, it’s a little too late for that, dontcha think?” I sat down on my chair with a thud and lit a smoke. “I know you can’t wrap your head around it, but even if I hadn’t been bangin’ her all these years, this . . . what’s goin’ on right now . . . would still be happenin’. The second I took that confession from her, the ball was set in motion. No matter what, I woulda been there for her to my last breath. You can be who I know you to be, or shock the fuck outta me and leave me holdin’ my dick. It’s up to you.”

He finally took a seat and Hazard was standin’ against the wall. It was a lot to take in, no doubt about it. I never expected anyone to do the right thing in my life until I was in the Bastards. FOCUS had done his share of provin’ himself to me since day one. Casket and Hazard had never let me down. I could handle shit without ‘em, but would rather them be in it with me. I’d never look at them the same if they bowed out.

“So who’s this guy from the Malevolent? Never heard you talk about him before. How do you know you can trust him?” Hazard rummaged around in my drawer for the bottle of Jack he knew was there. “And Mr. Moneybags, FOCUS’ friend Upstate . . . how can you trust a prick like that? He ain’t like us.”

I reached down and smacked the back of Hazard’s head hard.

“Are you kiddin’ me right now you moron? FOCUS trusts that motherfucker more than just about anyone on the planet and he don’t trust no one without reason.” I snatched the bottle outta his hand and filled the glass that’d been sittin’ on my desk since the night before. Was that really last night?

“That Blitz guy is one of his guys from the Marines. Bish trusts him, which means I do too, capiche? You better get all snuggly and play nice-nice with him because when we get Brooklyn . . . and we will . . . he’s gonna be a Bastard. Long story. Just accept it.”

There wasn’t a lot of time to answer too many questions. They were in or they were out. Simple.

“Okay, bro’ . . . I got your back.

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