Page 7 of Sniper

My big brother wouldn’t call the reception desk unless it were serious and club related. He knows when I’m working I don’t answer my cell, so we came to a compromise.

Club related matters, he calls the receptionist.

Grunting, I drop the spanner, wipe my hands on the rag I left on the hood of the car, and walk over to Lia. I ignore her eyes eating me up in my wife beater and overalls tied at my waist.

I grab the phone from her and place it to my ear.

“Snake?” I say, my eyes going to Lia again. She’s watching me instead of leaving like she’s supposed to if Snake calls, and I raise a brow at her.

Clearing her throat, she quickly turns and bangs into the desk, making her grunt, and I sigh. Her face goes red with embarrassment as she runs out of the room.

“She gone?” he snaps, and I sigh again.

Fucking great. Whatever has happened is bad.

“Yeah, she’s gone. What’s happened?” I question.

He grunts. “I need you to come to the club. Don’t fucking talk to anyone. Just come to my office; it’s urgent, brother.”

Furrowing my brows, I tell him I’ll be there in ten minutes, and hang up. Confusion builds as to why he couldn’t just speak over the phone. I need to find Lia to give her the afternoon off, grab my cut, and shut everything down before I can leave.

My eyes go to the workshop, and I groan.

Fuck, Momma’s going to be pissed that her truck isn’t ready yet. I shouldn’t have let my dick overrule my brain again.

Oh well….

Half an hour later, I walk into Snake’s office. He’s running his hand over his bald head, looking stressed and fucking devastated.

“Hunter?” I use his given name with concern, getting his attention.

His head snaps up, and he barks, “I thought you said ten minutes!”

I sigh, sitting in front of his desk, and commenting, "I would have been if I hadn’t found Lia trying to make copies of my signature.” His eyes widen, and I nod. “She also had my business checkbook in her purse. The bitch has been fired. I called Uncle Donald, and he took her in.”

He nods, rubbing his hand over his chin, and whispers, “What I’m about to tell you is going to be hard, brother.” I sit forward, furrowing my brows, and he continues, “Hairy’s mother was obsessed with Dad.” I raise a brow because, for some reason, that’s not surprising. He clears his throat. “She never had an affair with Bones, the Untamed brother, like we all thought. She used him as an excuse when Bullet found the pregnancy test.”

I sit back in shock, whispering, “What the fuck….”

He nods. “She drugged Dad, hoping to get pregnant by him. We don’t know who helped her, but we do know that Hairy has held a grudge ever since. He ran Bones and his daughter Star off the road, thinking to kidnap her. Instead, he took Bones and held him captive all this time…. He…fuck brother, he raped Star, Flame’s woman. She spent years following Hairy, remembering who he was from that day over ten years ago. He thought she would tell us what he did, not realizing she was following him to find her dad…. He raped her for it, brother.”

My breathing picks up the more my brother speaks.

“I’ve told Dad; he and Momma are trying to process it all…same as Bullet. They all have agreed Hairy will be handed to the Untamed for what he did to their brother and club princess, but we have bigger problems. We have several rats in the club, who were helping Hairy. Hammer was working with him to take over the club, and I’ll bring him home. I need you and a couple of patched brothers to meet me in Parkerville with a van. I’m not sure how many brothers are against us, but Axel promised to help any way he can.”

I stand, knocking the chair over with anger that this has happened, that we didn’t fucking see it coming.

He nods. “I need to leave for Winchester in an hour and meet up with Axel to go rescue Bones. I just, fuck…. I need to explain everything in church first and get the votes, and I needed to tell you before that because, fuck, you’re my blood brother, Theo….”

I cut him off, already knowing where he’s going with this, and I state, “I vote for Smokey to be VP. He’s earned the job.” My brother nods, pride coming off him, and I rasp, “I’ll take over the role of Road Captain. I go on every club run anyway, so I know the roads. I can do both jobs until Liam patches in. I’ll give him a few years before voting him in as secretary; we both know he’ll be amazing at the job.”

Snake nods again and whispers, “I’m proud of you, you know that?”

I give him a half smile. “I know. You’ve been my biggest supporter, even when I wanted to do a double degree.”

He smiles before checking his watch, and I tense. He looks my way and sighs. "You don’t want to go to church, do you?”

I put my hands on my hips and chuckle. “Not really. We both know everyone will look at me for the VP role, a role I never wanted, but I’ll go anyway, for you. Let’s go get this shit over with.”

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