Jerking my chin in Wrench’s direction, I tell her, “You two are the headliners of what gets Erwin’s rocks off. Marvin’s condition isn’t as sexist or egocentric as it might seem.”
“He’s still an asshole,” Kathleen grumbles.
Eastlynn chuckles and I find myself chuckling right along with her.
Kathleen sighs. “Am I at least allowed to stay with Eastlynne and her sister? I don’t think they should be unprotected. Maybe it’s smart to have all the women stay at the clubhouse so we don’t have to split up all the men.”
“I won’t ask Cosima to come here,” Eastlynne says with a load of worry in her eyes.
I give her a tight nod, understanding the complications Cosima has and the wish for them to stay private. “Kathleen offered to stay with you two. I’ll have Parker stay inside as well, and a team of a few other brothers will be stationed around the house, just to be safe.”
“Not Parker,” Eastlynne grumbles.
“Nonnegotiable,” I tell her. “Parker is my VP and has worked with Kathleen countless times. I need those two inside your house so I know you’re well protected. I’ll order Parker to stay clear of Cosima’s bedroom unless things turn to shit.”
“Fine,” Eastlynne huffs.
I wave Parker over and we head into church where I give him a quick rundown of the information I just learned. We also divide the available men into four teams. One team will be at my old lady’s ranch. One will stay here to guard our ranch and women, and two other teams will take down Erwin and his men.
I will lead one team while Marvin will lead the other. For now, we have everything set and we walk out of church to get ready to take Eastlynne home.
She’s standing right next to Kathleen and the both of them are wearing the same hard look on their face.
“What’s going on?” I question.
“We’re taking Buckey with us,” Eastlynne states.
Fuck. I rub the back of my neck and wonder how to handle the situation. This morning I denied her because there wasn’t a plan to take Erwin down. Buckey is the reason why all of this started, but I guess with us going after Erwin…decision made.
“Fine. We’ll put him in the trailer and put him in your stable. But I don’t want you out and about working with him until I say it’s safe.”
A brilliant smile slides across her face right before she launches herself at me. Our bodies collide and my arms are filled with the woman who has rapidly overtaken my heart. From cursing my ass for getting in her personal space to full-on collision by her own choice.
We’ve come a long way in a short timeframe, and I have all the faith in a wide and open future for both of us. Though, we do need to make sure it’s safe first. Hopefully, it will be by the end of this day when we’ve taken Erwin out and every single fucker linked to him.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
– EASTLYNNE –
“I hope he gets shot in the balls after everything is wrapped up,” Kathleen grumbles as she stares out the window. “Serves him right to ride back on his bike, every single second in pain, to go wherever the hell he came from.”
Parker, who is keeping an eye on the security cameras, snorts. “A bit vicious don’t you think? He’s here because you asked for help. He’s watching out for you, and your dog from what I’ve heard.”
Kathleen turns away from the window to glare at Parker. “I’m trained and qualified to be with every single one of them out there.”
“That’s why you’re here with me watching over precious cargo.” Parker shoots me a wink.
Kathleen winces and mutters, “I’m not complaining about the importance of my task.”
“No, about the asshole showing up and taking over.” Parker chuckles. “Don’t worry about it, Kathleen. You’re still the sheriff and that fucker will be gone come morning. You’ll never have to see him again.”
There’s a loud bang coming from Cosima’s bedroom followed by stumbling. I’m rushing into the hallway and so is Parker.
I barely manage to grab him by his leather cut. “Parker, stop. We had an agreement.”
Parker jabs his hands in the air. “Fine. Just go and check if she’s okay in there.”
Pointing at the living room, I wait until he’s left to check on Cosima. I hate pushing Parker away. He’s the vice president of the motorcycle club and out of all the people in that brotherhood, I’ve been around Parker the most. Aside from Rourke, of course.