“She’s Golden, Valhalla. They do things differently. You have to respect that.”
“The fuck I do,” the woman argued. “It’s because of that difference Sunny, Remi, and the others are in the predicament they are in. Look, Sunny, you are married to a club brother and while most clubs don’t like their women involved in club shit, I have no such inclination. The moment you married Solomon, you chose club life. Therefore, I believe you have the right to know the score.”
“Okay,” my sister whispered.
“The Satan’s Angels have declared war on the Golden Skulls. They are going after the women and children. They want to make the Golden Skulls suffer for what happened to Steele. That’s problem number one.”
Wraith nodded, adding, “Problem number two is Scab. He is personally hunting you and Sandman. He blames you for killing his brother and Sandman for interfering.”
“But I didn’t kill Scab’s brother. Daphne killed him to protect her brother, Torque,” Sunny stated flatly.
“Sunny’s right,” I said, backing my sister up. “It was Daphne, Ink’s woman.”
Valhalla sighed. “Never said those idiots were smart. Look, it doesn’t matter who killed who. All you need to know is that you and the rest of the women of the Golden Skulls are in danger. We need to get word to them. Do you have any idea where they are? Because when we reached out to the Tennessee Chapter, the lines were dead. We can’t even get ahold of Sypher.”
Sunny shook her head asking, “My daughter?”
“My niece is perfectly fine.” Wraith smiled warmly. “And so is Jax. Red’s been checking in regularly. Remi, you’ll be happy to know that your kids have arrived as well. Jax and Soleil were very happy to see Emma and Jesse.”
“Thank you, Wraith,” I said.
“Didn’t know you knew Zeus, Remi.”
“Who?” I asked, looking at the handsome man.
“Arizona Stone. His call sign is Zeus. He owns and operates a vast mercenary group called the Olympian Group.”
“Gossip later,” Valhalla groaned. “We need to warn those other women. Think, Sunny. You too, Remi. Where would the Golden Skulls hide their women?”
Frowning, I bit one of my nails, when Sunny whispered, “Maybe King and the Sons of Hell? His club is the closest, right? Plus, he’s Jessica’s uncle.”
“Maybe, but it’s a small club. They don’t have room for all the women. When I saw Solomon in Oklahoma, he told me they attacked the Diamondbacks to get to me. That they wanted me. What if Satan’s Angels are only going after specific women? I mean, Stella and Julie were born and raised in the Smoky Mountains. The Tennessee Chapter has been there almost as long as the California Chapter. The only reason we were there was to hide from theSociety.”
“Solomon said we were going home,” Sunny muttered. “What if Solomon knew that Satan’s Angels were coming for me? He wouldn’t think twice before getting me and the kids out of there.”
“True. It was a shock to see him in Oklahoma. Max was there too,” I muttered as my sister reached for my hand and held tight.
“He is still protecting you, Sis. You know that, right?”
I shook my head. “Not talking about him. But it makes sense. The night Dakota whisked me and the kids away from our safe house, I swear I saw him in the shadows, right before Petrovitch’s men attacked. He was there. I know it. What if Satan’s Angels are only going after the California Chapter? Take out the descendants of the Original Seven and the club falls.”
“Which means you, me, Phantom, and Jessica are the ones in danger.”
“Phantom would never leave Bullseye. Where one is, the other isn’t far behind. That only leaves Jessica.”
I looked over at Valhalla and Wraith. “Jessica would go to her uncles. I’m betting she only took the California chapter ol’ ladies.”
Wraith quickly left the room as Valhalla nodded while saying, “Thank you.” She too got up and left the room.
“Are you coming home?”
“I don’t know where home is, sweetie.”
“Yes, you do. You just need to forgive him.”
“I don’t know if I can.”
“Remi,” Sunny whispered, taking a breath. “You’ve loved Max since you were eight years old. There will never be another and you know it. When you ran away from your captors, where did you run to?”