Chapter 8

Jonas

VP Savage Angels

I sit in the waiting room and patiently twiddle my thumbs. Waiting sucks but I value my nuts. Emily needed a good look over. She resembles her brother but is petite and very attractive, with blonde hair, blue eyes and a figure with small curves. Dane would rip my fucking nuts off and feed them to me if I made a move on his sister. She didn’t tell me what type of car she has so I can’t send out the tow truck with the prospects until she comes out. It’s strange she didn’t tell Dane she was coming. I know he’s fond of her. I’ve known Dane for years, we both found the club at the same time. His story is not all that different to my own except that I made peace with my family and although we aren’t close we do catch up for the holidays. Dane was never able to forgive his mother for taking his father’s side. I can understand how he feels but she was beaten for most of her adult life, she was never going to go against him; she wasn’t strong enough. The sister, Emily, was born when Dane was only seven. I know he left when he turned fifteen. Although, he didn’t leave, his father threw him to the streets. Even then, his mother did nothing. I can’t help but wonder if Emily is as weak as her mother was. We shall soon see.

I call Luke, he is a prospect, he’s a good choice to go and get her car. “Luke, Jonas. Need you to bring the tow truck to Doc Jordan’s.”

“Jonas, what fucking time is it?” he sounds sleepy.

“Luke, it’s fucking early but get your ass here, yeah?”

“Ok, be there in ten.” I end the call just as Emil emerges from Doc’s office. He has cleaned her up but she looks pale...and tired.

“So, how is she, Doc?” I ask.

“She’s fine, I’ve given her something for the pain but she really needs to sleep.” He smiles at us both.

Emily offers him a weak smile. “I agree, sleep. Where is the nearest motel?”

“No, babe, you’ll stay at the Compound for now. I’m sure Dane will want you at his home but seeing as you want to surprise him...it’s the Compound.”

“Oh, that’s not necessary—”

I cut her off. “Trust me it is. Anyway, it’s a little early for Addy to have the motel open and seeing as Dane isn’t in town you can have his room. It’s clean, it’s free and you’ll be safe.” She looks from me to the Doc, confusion crossing her features. “Emily, you are family to the MC. You don’t know us but we know of you.” I look at the Doc. “We good, Doc? You need anything?”

“There is something I need. The clinic I am about to open in Pearly County needs a repaint. Could you spare a couple of men to do it? I’ll supply the paint and feed ‘em. What do you say?”

“Not a problem, Doc. When do you want them?”

“How about next week? Monday? Now, take this young lady home so she can finally sleep.” He pats Emily on the arm and walks towards the back of the clinic.

The Doc is a good man. He’s helped a lot of the poorer families in the area and not just for medical problems; he’s found them new homes, cars, food, clothing, anything that they need to live. Dane made a huge donation to his clinic and it’s helped more than a few people in this town.

Emily goes ahead of me and walks out of the clinic. Luke arrives as I hit the pavement. He’s in the tow truck, his hair is wet and he doesn’t look happy.

“Jonas, what gives? It’s too fucking early,” he says, sliding out of the truck. He scowls at me as he approaches us and I laugh.

“Luke, this is Emily Reynolds and she had an accident out of town. We need to go get her car,” I say.

“Reynolds?” he asks.

“Yes, Luke, Emily Reynolds.”

“Hello, pleased to meet you,” she says as she holds out her hand to Luke.

He looks at her quizzically then grasps her hand. “Likewise, so where is your car?”

“If you head back out of town,” she says as she points, “and drive for about four hours, you’ll find it. I impaled it on a tree. It’s a silver Chevy, Malibu.” She smiles at him and hands him the keys.

“Four hours?” Luke has his hands on his hips and shakes his head in frustration. “Right. VP, I’ll be gone for a while, can I take Keg with me?”

Keg, another member of the MC, has been looking after Luke. Luke’s girlfriend, Jess, was murdered and Keg has been making sure Luke doesn’t do anything that would get him killed, or worse.

“Yeah, I’m sure Keg would just fucking love climbing out of bed this early to spend time with you. If you can wake him, you can take him otherwise pick another prospect. I don’t care which one.” Luke nods, does a two-finger wave at Emily and then climbs into the tow truck. He’ll make a good MC member one day. I don’t think Dane is going to make him stay a prospect for long. Emily stands near me as we watch Luke drive away. She sighs and moves her eyes to mine.

“Whatever the Doc gave me is starting to make me feel even sleepier, if that’s possible. I think I’ll take you up on that offer of a bed.” She tries to smile at me but she looks exhausted.

“Come on, Em, let’s find you a bed.” She nods and begins to walk towards the Compound on unsteady feet. I grab her by the arm and put my other arm around her. She sure didn’t inherit Dane’s height; she can’t be more than five foot two.

***

“Rebel!” I yell as I carry Emily through the doors of the clubhouse.

“Yeah, VP?” He walks out from the back of the clubhouse and wipes his hands on his jeans. He raises his eyebrows at me as I stride through to Dane’s room.

“This is the Prez’s sister, Emily. I’ve just taken her to Doc Jordan’s; she had a car accident and he’s given her something for the pain. She collapsed on Main Street. I think she’s exhausted. I don’t want anyone going into Dane’s room. You hear me? No one. I need you to make this happen, yeah?”

He nods and pulls back the covers on the bed. I lay Emily on the sheets, take off her shoes then cover her up. She really is a beauty; I push the hair off her face and turn to Rebel.

“Dane doesn’t know she’s here. She says she wants to surprise him, so keep everyone out and don’t tell him. I’ll be in the garage all day but if she wakes I want to know immediately, understood?”

He nods and says, “Yeah, VP, understood. Think Dane is still being kept prisoner by Kat anyway.” He smiles but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. I think Rebel has an unhealthy crush on Kat but you’d have to be blind not to see how much Kat adores our Prez.

“Yeah, I’m supposed to be breaking him out tomorrow. Let’s hope Emily is awake by then.” I run my hand through my hair and head for the door.

Rebel follows me back out of the room and into the main room of the clubhouse, only to grab a chair and head back to Dane’s room to stand guard, or in this case sit guard, over our guest.