CHAPTER EIGHT
A little more than an hour later, Cassie answered her phone. When she hung up, she grinned. “That was Amos. He’s out on the highway 90 and just saw three riders come into town wearing Ghost colors.”
“Okay, it should take them some time to find a place to stay and get settled,” Raven concluded.
Melora smiled. “Let’s shake things up a bit.”
“What are you going to do?” Mountain asked with a frown.
“Desperate men make mistakes and we need Whiskey to start making mistakes.” She reached for her phone and called him. “Hey Whiskey, are you here yet? I’m getting bored waiting for you.”
“Fuck you bitch!” Whiskey growled. “Where the hell are you?”
“I’m in the shadows all around you. I’ll see you but you’ll never see me,” Melora taunted him and hung up.
“It’s dangerous to push a man like that,” Raven warned.
Melora shrugged. “I want him to come unhinged. I want him paranoid, scared of his own shadow. He’s made me crazy the last two years.”
“You might just piss him off,” Sam added his warning.
“I want him to feel at least a small bit of the fear I’ve felt these last two years,” Melora admitted.
“Be careful what you wish for girl, it might be more than you can handle,” Mountain muttered.
Melora stared out the window. She didn’t see the front yard, instead she saw the many towns and places she’d been in over the last two years. From Raleigh, to Charlotte, Newport News to Dover, Trenton, to Boston and finally to Troy. She thought she would be safe in the bigger cities but that hadn’t been the case. He found her nearly everywhere she went. She’d been cold and wet while living in fear every day for over eight hundred days. She’d given him that kind of power over her and now she was taking it back. “Okay, I’ll back off but I’m not giving up. As long as he’s under surveillance, I can let him alone for now.”
“Let the guys watch him for a while,” Cassie suggested. “They’ll keep him under surveillance. He won’t be able to move without someone seeing him.”
Melora shook her head. “I don’t want anyone getting in his way, or getting hurt. He’d go through anyone standing in his way.”
“Honey, these men are vets,” Cassie explained. “They know how to watch someone without getting caught. He won’t even know they’re there.”
Sam got up and went over to her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close and Melora let him. He simply held her.
Deke noticed Mountain didn’t like the fact his dad was so close. He didn’t say anything but his lips tightened and he glared at Sam.
“As long as Whiskey is under watch, does anyone mind if I take a nap?” Raven asked. “That was one long ass trip.”
Deke got to his feet. “Sure, I’ll show you where you can bunk. We’re on lockdown so my men have the place guarded.”
Raven and his men followed Deke down the hall.
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Mountain sat there glaring at Sam.
Melora finally went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
Sam went back over to the table and sat down. The silence between them was stifled and heavy. Finally, Sam lifted his head and glared at Mountain. “Look man, I know you want to punch me right now, but can we get past it? We have a woman to protect and she means something different to both of us.”
“Do you love her?” Mountain asked.
Sam shrugged. “How the hell would I know that? We only met the other day.”
“And yet you slept with her already?” Mountain sneered.
Sam shook his head. “You don’t know anything about how we met or what happened after that, so don’t judge me or her. You don’t have that right.”
“Let’s both agree to disagree until this Whiskey character is taken out of the equation.” Mountain shrugged. “Then you and me are going to dance but not until my girl is safe.”
They both turned when they heard laughter coming from the kitchen. Melora stood there with little Sammy in her arms while Cassie held Jemmia in hers. Both women were laughing at the antics of the children.
“Who is she holding?” Mountain asked. “She looks good with a baby in her arms.”
Sam grinned. “That’s my grandson Sam. Cassie has his sister.”
“Twins?” the other man asked. “That’s cool. How old are they?”
“About six months or so.” Sam shrugged. “They are a bit small because Cassie had them early, but they’re growing like weeds.”
“Babies have a way of doing that,” Mountain agreed.
“So what’s the story with you and Melora?” Sam asked. “Why weren’t you there when she was born?”
Mountain shrugged. “I’d just gotten out of the service a few months before I met her mother. Bought a bike and took off looking to find myself. Met Carla in Chicago. Left after about a week and never looked back. Found my place in Texas. Guess I shouldn’t have left but I was still hurting and I needed to find a purpose. Then with the MC there wasn’t a place for her in my life at the time. Wouldn’t have been good for her.”
Sam nodded. “Been there done that. I never knew I had a kid either until he was twelve. Brought him home with me and made a mess of things for the next six years. He got the hell out as soon as he could. Came looking for him about eight months ago and almost messed it all up again. I got a second chance and I’m hoping you do too.” He paused and leaned forward, “But know something here. Whether we stay together or not, isn’t up to you. It’s up to me and her.”
“And you think she’ll chose you once this is all over?”
“Maybe, maybe not? Who knows?” Sam shrugged. “I’m hoping that we can come to an agreement, so she doesn’t have to make a choice. If that happens we all lose.”
“And you would just let her walk away?”
“If that’s what she really wants.” Sam again, shrugged. “I don’t have to force women to stay with me.”
“I just want a chance to know my daughter,” Mountain stated quietly. “This situation is just wrong. I finally find her and there is a possibility I could lose her to a psycho like fucken Whiskey? I can’t lose her.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I never thought I’d get this chance before. I mean me having a kid? I was always careful not to let that happen. I didn’t know I could take care of a kid, then four years ago this dude contacts me, telling me I not only had a kid but she was already full grown. But as soon as he told me, I thought of Carla. She was the only woman who would’ve had my child. She was the only woman who loved me longer than the moment we were together. I never should have left her like I did.”
“Hindsight is wonderful ain’t it?” Sam chuckled. “Had a bit of it myself a few years back.”
Mountain searched and found his daughter in the kitchen. His eyes softened when he looked at her. “Wish I could have watched her grow up. I missed out on all of that.”
“So find a woman and have another child.” Sam shrugged.
“It wouldn’t be the same.”
“Fate is sometimes a cruel bitch.”
Deke joined them and shortly after he did, Cassie came out from the kitchen. “Gus just called. Whiskey and two of his men just found an abandoned warehouse over by the shop. They seem to be settling in for the moment.”
“At least we know where they are,” Deke commented as he took his daughter from his wife. He glanced over at Mountain. “Tell us what you know about this guy they call Whiskey. Have you met him before?”
Mountain nodded. “Yeah, I’ve met him. Never really cared for him though. When I first started doing business with Raven’s club, ten years ago, he was one of those guys that sat at the back of the room and watched everyone else. The last few years, he’s been working his way up. He likes the limelight and pushing other guys around. Likes to make himself out to be more important than he really is. He always had at least two or three men around him.” Mountain shook his head. “When we heard earlier that he had plans to take over the club from Raven I wasn’t really surprised. He’s plain crazy if he thinks he can do it. The men under Raven won’t allow that to happen. And his idea for running guns and dope on the East coast is just his own dream. Even with Walker in his pocket, he’d never be able to do it. That’s just plain dumb.”
“Not to mention very illegal.” Sam snorted. “How the hell did he think he was gonna do that? Walker would never allow it. His political career means everything to him. He wouldn’t risk it for that.”
“How do you know Walker?” Deke asked his dad.
Sam snorted. “Everyone knows Walker. He’s big in the political world and lately, he’s been sprouting some nonsense about turning back the illegals from his state. Says if they want to come here they should do it legally, instead of just walking across the border.”
“Well, he’s right about that,” Mountain agreed. “But that’s not what we should be worried about right now.”
“Now that he knows what really happened, Whiskey should be the one who’s worried,” Deke noted.
Mountain shook his head. “I don’t think it’ll make a difference. Whiskey is to the point where he thinks he’s untouchable.”
“No one is untouchable,” Melora told her father. “What Whiskey doesn’t know is that I know where Baily’s body is.”
“How is that possible?” Sam asked.
She shrugged. “Before I left town I collected his body and took it to a safe place. When this is over, I’ll tell Senator Walker where it is. He can see for himself what really happened.”
“Won’t the evidence be destroyed by now?” Mountain asked.
Melora shook her head. “I made sure it was preserved well enough. He’ll be able to see for himself what happened.”
“Does anyone else know about this?” Mountain frowned.
“No I made sure of that,” Melora replied with confidence. “A secret is only kept when one person knows it. My momma didn’t raise no fool.”
Mountain chuckled. “She sure didn’t.”
Deke got to his feet and handed Jemmia back to Cassie. “And on that note, I’m going to tell the men outside to be alert. Now that Whiskey is here, everyone needs to be more on watch. I don’t want him anywhere near my family.”
Melora sat down and reached for the coffee. Something finally caught her eye and as she looked up, she gasped. She found herself staring at the painting of a white tiger on the wall. All she could do was stare at the animal. “What the hell?” she whispered. “How did I miss that?”
Sam chuckled when he noticed her gaze. “Well, things have been a little crazy since you got here.”
Mountain turned to see what she was looking at. “Wow, he’s beautiful. Who painted him?”
“I did,” Cassie admitted. “When the three clubs came together, they needed a new mascot.”
“Three clubs?” Mountain frowned.
“Deke was President of the Satan’s Spawn when Iceman came over,” Sam explained. “He was President of the Sinner’s from Boston and I was President of Satan’s Bastards from Maine…Anyway, when we all decided to stay here, Deke combined our clubs into his own, and we all became Sin’s Bastards.”
“When did all this take place?” Mountain asked.
“Not too long ago, maybe six months or so.”
“What’s his name?” Melora whispered, not having taken her eyes off the painting.
“His name is Cade but don’t tell anyone.” Cassie leaned to whisper in her ear, “I’m not sure the guys would appreciate my giving him a name. He became the symbol of the new club.”
Melora shivered as she stared at the tiger from a dream she had at fourteen. She couldn’t believe she’d finally found him. For so long, he’d been a figment of her imagination but seeing him like this made him so very real. She turned her head to Cassie and for a moment, neither said anything.
Then Cassie whispered, “You’ve met him before haven’t you?”
Melora nodded. “In a dream a long time ago.”
“So he means something to you?” Cassie turned around and stared at the painting of Rufus and Diablo. “They mean something to me too.”
Melora turned to see the paintings. “Did you feel like they keep you safe when you were a child?”
Cassie turned and gazed intently at Melora. “How did you know?”
Melora turned and stared at the white tiger. “Cuz he did the same thing for me. I kept him in a safe place in my mind but he was there when I needed him the most. He was always there.”
Cassie wrapped her arms around the other woman. “We have more in common than we realized. Know always that you are welcome here and I will keep you safe.”
Melora patted Cassie’s arms. “No you can’t promise that but as long as I have him, I’ll be okay.” She turned to her. “But how did you know? You painted him exactly the way I saw him in my dream, right down to the chipped tooth on the right side of his mouth.”
“When the guys asked me to do the painting I just saw him in my mind.” Cassie shook her head. “I can’t explain it any other way than that. I just saw him in my mind.”
Melora felt tears running down her face.
When Sam noticed this, he joined the women and wrapped his arms around Melora. “What’s going on?”
Melora turned in his arms and burst into tears. Sobbing, she just held him for a moment.
Sam looked over the top of her head at Cassie.
Cassie motioned to the painting at then at Melora. “He means something to her.”
Sam frowned. “What could a painting mean to her?”
Cassie smiled softly. “He’s her protector.”
“I don’t understand.” Sam shook his head.
“You don’t have to.” Cassie shook her head. “She does and that’s what matters.”
Sam nudged Melora’s head up. When she looked at him he asked, “Are you okay?”
Melora nodded. “I will be now that he’s here.” She turned and looked at the painting again. “I never thought I’d find him.”
Sam was going to say something but he saw Cassie shake her head. Instead, he listened.
Mountain got up and joined them.
“When I was a kid, after I lost my mom I went into foster care,” Melora whispered. “I hated never belonging anywhere, living in someone else’s house, sleeping in someone else’s bed. I was always alone and I hated it. I missed my mom so much. Then one night, I cried myself to sleep again, only this time it was different. I started dreaming. I dreamt of my mother. I was remembering all the good times we had together.” She shrugged. “I know we didn’t have much, all the other kids made sure they told me that. They used to rub it in that they always had more than I did but it didn’t matter. We had each other and I had something they didn’t. I had a mom who loved me beyond reason. Anyway, that night in my dream, my mom said she had a reason for visiting me. She told me that I had a protector and he would always be there for me when I was feeling lonely or scared. She said he would keep the ghosties away from my soul and as long as I believed in her, he would be with me.”
Sam looked troubled as Melora’s hands tightened on his arms.
“Mom told me she couldn’t always be there and that someday, I wouldn’t need her there anymore, but I would always have him.” Melora’s words were little more than a whisper at this point. “I told her I would always need her and I would never let her out of my heart and she smiled. She told me I would always have her but I would always have the tiger too.”
“Did she ever tell you his name?” Cassie whispered.
Melora smiled. “She called him Cade too.”
Cassie’s eyes widened. “Oh, my Gosh…”
“What else did she tell you?” Mountain asked.
“She told me he would keep me safe,” Melora replied as she turned in Sam’s arms to look at him. “Maybe that’s why I feel safe here in this place, in your arms….That’s why I feel connected to you.”
Sam grinned. “I’ll never let you go now. I think I’ll keep you.”
Mountain growled deep in his throat.
Melora turned to her father. “Behave yourself.”
Mountain gave her a disgusted look.
Cassie tried to hide her smile as she watched the three of them.
“Right now, I want to bathe in the awesomeness that I finally found him.” Melora nodded. “I never thought he was real until now. He was always my little secret before. Something I had but no one else knew about.” She sighed. “I don’t know what the future will be but I do know that for now I’m safe as long as I stay near him, I’ll be okay. I never realized how much he helped me to get through the difficult times until now. He was there for me when I thought I had no one.” She chuckled. “Oh course, Izzy never understood it but that’s ok, she didn’t have to.”
“Tell us about Izzy again?” Mountain asked. His expression showed that he didn’t appreciate the fact Sam’s arms were around his daughter, nor the fact that she didn’t seem to mind.
Melora sighed. “Izzy and I met when we were sixteen as I told you before. I had just run away from yet another foster home where I didn’t mean shit to anybody. No one there cared whether I was there or not, so I decided not to be. She had ran away from home. Her father liked to drink and her mom was just worn out. They both shut her out and she couldn’t stay there anymore. I guess I didn’t blame her. Separately, we each had our own problems but together, we had each other and we never forgot that. We stayed together after that. We had each other’s back and together, we survived in Chicago for two years. We lived on the streets, just under the gaze of society. We did everything together and we got as close as sisters. And when we left Chicago for other places, we went together. When we hit Raleigh, she stayed when I left. I couldn’t take her with me. I wouldn’t put her life on the line either. I hated that I left her behind, especially now that I know Whiskey got to her but she’ll be here soon and we can be together again.”
Cassie smiled. “I have a friend like that.”
“Are you sure you want to be with her again?” Mountain scoffed. “She did give you up.”
Melora shook her head. “She didn’t betray me. She didn’t have any other choice but to do what she did.”
“She still told him where you were.”
Melora shook her head again. “She might have told him the city I was in but she didn’t tell him where I was. I always found him before he found me. She gave me as much of a head start as she could. I can’t blame her for that.”
“I can.” Mountain sneered.
Melora shook her head. Then asked, “Have you ever had one special person in your life? That one person who held you when you were scared, who dried your tears and didn’t laugh at you when you did something you knew better than to do? The one person who cared about you when you gave up on yourself? That person for me is Izzy and I hope I mean as much to her. If you can’t forgive her, then you can’t forgive me. That’s just the way it is.”
Mountain snapped his mouth closed. Her words slammed into him. He didn’t understand them. Izzy had betrayed her time and time again, yet she was willing to overlook her misdeeds. Suddenly, he couldn’t wait to meet this woman. As much as he knew he wouldn’t do it, he wanted to slam his fist into her mouth. His daddy taught him never to hit a woman but he was tempted in this instance. “I can’t wait to meet her.” He growled.
Melora grinned. “I can’t wait to see her again. You guys are gonna love her.”
“Not bloody likely,” Mountain whispered.