doesn’t. “Darlin’, you don’t have to be scared to tell me the truth. I’m not part of that club. I’m a Renegade, but I’m part of the original charter.” He points towards the patch on his vest.
When I look at it and see the words Big Clifty, my heart starts to pound. I remember Timmons’ words about drugs and the Big Clifty MC and know my Dad screwed over the wrong people. I quickly think about my options and decide to tell the truth, but not all of it. “My Dad got into some trouble with the Renegade Sons. He gave me to Timmons to protect himself.”
“Fuck!” Reese hisses out.
“Who’s your dad?” Chipper asks in an anger filled tone.
“David Brewster.” I say, giving my father’s middle name and praying he doesn’t realize that my Dad is actually Brew, the Mateland VP.
I hate lying to the man that fought for me, but I don’t have a choice. I know if he takes me back, I’ll die. If he figures out who my dad is, then he’ll probably feel obligated to take me back. So for now, I’ll stick with half-truths.
“Any kin to Brew?”
Hearing my Dad’s name sends bile up into my throat. I now have no choice but to flat out lie. “Brew? I’m not sure who that is.”
I look back towards both men and see Reese’s eyes flash. I can tell he knows I’m lying. I just hope he doesn’t call me on it.
Chipper shrugs. “He’s one of the brothers, but if you don’t know him, I doubt you’re related.”
I stay quiet and look back to the ground. “What are you going to do with me?”
We stand there, no one saying anything for a long time. I can feel Chipper’s stare while I wait for his answer. “Well, that’s up to you. I can give you some money, and you can try to make it on your own. But I gotta be honest with you. It’s hard as hell for a kid to be alone in the world, but there’s another option.”
I look up to him. “What’s the other option?”
“My old lady’s not been feeling too good lately. You could come home with me, help her around the house and shit. Stay with us for a while and decide what you want to do after you heal up.”
I know I should take whatever money he gives me and run. I’ve learned the hard way never to trust a man, but for some reason, Chipper makes me feel safe. That’s something I haven’t felt in a long time, not ever really. Finally, I whisper out, “I’ll go with you.”
CHAPTER Two
Kidd
I’m sitting around the table with my Pop, the reigning president and founding member of the Renegade Sons MC, waiting on Chipper to get his ass home. He’s been in Mateland for two damn days now, and we still don’t know exactly what’s going on down there. All we know for sure is that the Mateland MC has been fucking up big time. The boys in California haven’t been getting their cocaine or weed shipments on time for the past month. The last shipment they did receive was short; more than short, actually. It was nearly cut in half. The Cali crew have been pretty cool about it so far, but there’s only so much shit they’ll take without making the boys in Mateland pay.
I’ve tried talking to Pop about it more than once, but he isn’t really saying anything. Then again, I’m not really sure what he can say. There’s no way you can explain away the shit that’s been going down lately. I and every other member of the club, knows that Pop is the reason this bullshit has went on as long as it has. He’s close with Killer, the Mateland MC President. We all know their relationship is the only reason the charter wasn’t cut loose years ago, but friends or not, the club has to come first. If Pop can’t do that, then he needs to step his ass down. I don’t want his position, but I will take it if I have to.
I’m pulled from my thoughts when Mindy comes in with two huge