“I’ll go,” Deegan says, stepping up next to us with Ghost.
“I’ll go with him and we’ll clear the room. The rest of the apartment has been cleared. He’s not here. Can’t even tell when the last time he was here is,” Ghost informs us as Deegan and him step in the room and methodically examine every single inch of the place.
“Fuck!” Ghost says, opening the closet door. “Don’t come in here. This sick fuck has a weddin’ dress, tuxedo, and a ton of other shit for what appears to be a weddin’ to Brynn.”
“Don’t look at the bed either,” Deegan speaks up and my eyes immediately go there.
I find panties belonging to my girl in the middle of the bed. We don’t need to be any closer to see that he’s used them to get off with. Deegan quickly pulls the blanket over the pile as rage continues to build up inside me. This is worse than anything I could have thought of myself. We clearly have no clue how truly depraved Jerome is and the lengths he’ll go to make Brynn his woman. He’s clearly built-up an entire relationship with her in his head and she wants nothing to do with it. She has no desire to be anything to Jerome and wants nothing to do with him.
“I need to get out of here,” I say, feeling sick to my stomach as my eyes linger on what I’ve seen in here so far. “Brynn is gonna lose her mind over this shit when I tell her.”
“She will. We’ll all be there for her and help her deal with this. Right now, you need to call Blood and fill him in on what we’ve found here,” Vault says, turning me from the room as I leave the apartment behind and make my way to my bike.
Pulling out my phone, I call Blood.
“King, did you find out anythin’?” Blood questions me, answering the phone.
“Yeah. It’s not good, Blood. This fucker is extremely sick and I don’t think even your club has the first clue what he’s like,” I tell my girl’s grandpa as he swears on his end of the phone. “He’s got an entire wall of his bedroom filled with pictures of Brynn rangin’ from when he first saw her up to recently. She hasn’t left the clubhouse, so the last picture is from the last time she was off the compound. I couldn’t even step foot in the bedroom it’s so bad, Blood. He’s got a weddin’ dress in the closet and a tuxedo.”
“You’re not tellin’ me somethin’. What is it, King?” Blood asks, anger filling his voice as I take a deep breath to prepare myself for what I have to tell him.
“He’s been in her house, Blood. The bed is covered in her panties that have clearly been used by him. I can’t even tell you how many times he’s been in her house, but there’s definitely more than a few pairs of her panties inside this place,” I tell him and wait for him to explode with this information.
“Fuck! My baby girl is bein’ stalked by a sick fuck and we had no fuckin’ clue he was still so close to her after he left here,” I hear Scathe in the background and I’m not surprised he’s there and listening to everything I have to say. “King, is she okay?”
“No, she’s not. She’s havin’ a hard time eatin’ and I can’t even begin to imagine how she’s gonna be with this latest development,” I answer him honestly.
“You’re gonna tell her?” Blood questions me, surprise filling his voice.
“I’ve told her everythin’ I’ve found so far. This is her life and directly impacts her. I can’t withhold information from her, Blood. You might not agree with my decision, but it’s the one I’ve made,” I tell him as I hear Ace in the background trying to calm his brother down.
“It’s the right decision, King. Brynn needs to know what’s goin’ on with this so she can protect herself. Does she have her gun with her?” Blood asks.
“I’ll ask when I get back to the clubhouse. The guys are gonna come out. When I know anythin’ more, I’ll let you know,” I tell him, letting Blood hang up the phone after thanking me for the update.
We all get back on our bikes and don’t hesitate to head back to the clubhouse. I’ll ask Vault later what we’re gonna do about the shit we’ve discovered today. For now, I just want to get in my room with Brynn and hold her close while she breaks apart. This is going to absolutely destroy my girl and Vault needs to understand that I’ll be with her until she doesn’t need me to hold her close as she works through what we’ve seen today. Then, I’ll have church and we’ll put more plans in place to deal with this shit. For now, my focus is my girl and that’s exactly where it should be.