Another unanimous vote.
“He’s going to be over the moon,” I say.
“That he is,” Gambit agrees before turning his attention back to the table.
“We have a lot to unpack. I want to start with what happened to our beloved Nay earlier today. She was assaulted by a doctor on staff. By assaulted, I mean he got in a smack before she kicked his ass. The higher ups at the hospital fired her for assaulting a superior.
“She even had witnesses that said that the doctor struck first.”
“Is he dead?” Trinity asks.
“Not yet. We had to deal with the punk she tangled with in the park,” I say.
“After Nay got fired, she needed to leave or lose it. She headed to the nearest park and found a young punk about to assault an elderly woman. She intervened and had the upper hand, according to Velma, the older woman. Until she tripped. The asshole used it to his advantage and kicked her in the side of the head before slamming her head into the ground,” Gambit growls out the last.
Expletives and fist pounding are all I can hear for the next couple of minutes. I notice Hollywood looks outraged, but he’s also observing everyone. I’d bet he’s ex-military. He’ll fit right in.”
“Is dat’ the sonofabitch we fed to the gators still kicking?” Outlaw asks in his cajun drawl.
“Sure is,” I say with a grin.
“You have gators?” Hollywood asks.
“We do. We’ll give you the tour after we swear you in.”
He smiles, the first genuine smile I’ve seen today. Guy must’ve been through hell.
“Hell yeah I’m in. I’ve got a ton of gator bait in mind.”
We all laugh. Gambit pats him on the shoulder. “You’ll fit right in.”
He gives everyone a quick rundown of the rest of the events leading up to us, taking Jacob to the Woodshed. He also revealed Jacob’s near kinship with me and his involvement with the Dawgs for those that weren’t there.
Chapter 32
Nay
Tully surprises me, showing up at my side as I leave the bar.
“Can I see you upstairs, Miss Nay?”
I smile at him. He asked so politely, I can’t turn him down.
“I’d like that. How’s your sister doing?”
“Teagan is thriving. She loves it here so much. I can’t believe she’s going to be a junior next year. Two more years, then she’s off to college.”
“Does she know where she’s going?”
“Not yet. It depends on where she gets scholarships from.”
“You know the club will help her with college, right?”
“I’m not a brother yet.”
“You will be when she graduates. You only have a few months left, Tully.”
“I may not get patched in.”