Page 345 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“End this,” he demands again when he can recover enough to talk.I ignore him, just like always.Then, I take my knife and cut another couple of inches of skin off his leg.

It’s a ritual I do every night before I leave and go jump in the shower.His leg looks disgusting now and is definitely infected, but that’s just a small part of his worries.I throw the skin on the concrete floor for the rats to eat, knowing Wolf will be watching it.I want him to see that, to know that soon the rats will be feasting on his entire body.

“End this!”he yells again.

“Maybe tomorrow,” I reply, giving him hope.Hell, maybe I’m giving it to myself.I know that the sooner this is over, the sooner I can get on with my life and enjoy Torrent’s love and that of our son.Logically, I know it, but yet I can’t make myself stop torturing him.I keep thinking I’ll get to a point where I feel that the score is even.

It never is.

What’s that old adage?An eye for an eye?Maybe tomorrow I’ll try cutting out both of Wolf’s eyes with a dull knife.Maybe that will make me feel like the score has been settled.It could happen…

But I doubt it.

Chapter41

Ellie

“I think it’s finally over.”

“It sounded like it,” I agree, watching my sister carefully.

“Thank God.Now, I can get on with my life.”

“We should start planning Glenna’s memorial service,” I agree.“It’s kind of sad that she had no family, nothing in this world.”

“I’m not giving her a memorial service,” Dawn announces.

“You’re not?”

I should probably be surprised, but I’m not.My sister and I have always been different, but in the last few weeks I’ve started wondering if I knew her at all.We just got done with another interview with the lead detectives in the case.Although, it wasn’t really an interview as much as it was an interrogation.They think my sister helped Wolf.They think she’s hiding him.Now, I obviously know she’s not doing that, but I agree with the detective.Dawn knows more than she’s telling us.I don’t suppose it matters anymore, however.They’re moving Glenna’s case from priority.They’re focusing on their hunt for Wolf, and I doubt they’ll ever completely stop that—especially after I supplied them with his real name by lying and telling them that he approached me in the bar first with his real name and that I had no idea he was talking to my sister or Glenna under a different name.They’ll never find Wolf, however, and of that I’m certain.That means, for my sister, it’s over.It should be a time of joy, but with Glenna dead, Liam so far away and not really talking to me, there’s not much joy to be found.

“No, I’ve already spoken to the funeral home.Once Glenna’s body is released, I’m having her cremated quietly with her ashes scattered,” Dawn says.

“Shouldn’t we have a small service?”I ask.

“Don’t pressure your sister, Ellie.If she doesn’t want a service for this girl, she doesn’t need to do one.There’s no point.You said yourself that the girl didn’t really have anyone.She was alone in this world.The world is for the living.Dawn needs to put this behind her.”

I stop walking towards the car.I look at my mother and sister and I wonder—not for the first time—who they are.Did they change overnight into these people, or were they like this all along and I blindly went along not noticing until I found out they had lied to me.

“Well?Are you coming?Dawn and I need to get back to Page.”

“You’re going home to Page?”I ask, blindsided.This is the first I’m hearing about Dawn going back with Mom.“I thought you were having Glenna cremated and you both said you’d help me finish packing and closing down the house.You never mentioned leaving.”

“The world doesn’t revolve around you, Eleanor,” Mom snaps.

“I’m having Glenna’s body transferred to the funeral home in Page.They’ll do it there and it will be half the cost.”

“I… You two have been talking about this for a while,” I stutter, feeling kind of stupid.All this time, I thought Dawn just wasn’t talking to me.I assumed that she was just closed up because of the trauma.That obviously wasn’t it.She’s been talking quite a bit to our mother, apparently.

“So?What does it matter?”

“It doesn’t, I guess.”

“You don’t need us to pack up.If you’re intent to go back to that biker and ruin your life, then do it.You won’t listen to me, you never did,” Mom says, her voice full of annoyance and derision.

“Liam won’t ruin my life, Mom.He loves me.”

“He’s nothing but a criminal.I’ve seen those biker shows on television.He’s a thug that makes his money dealing in drugs and women.Why you want that element in your life, Eleanor is beyond me.I had hoped that when you came home the first time, you’d gotten smart, but apparently, I was wrong.”

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