Page 59 of Goose

“We’ll get them and introduce them to Faye. Those fuckers won't get away with it.”

“Fucking right.”

I hear scuffling, then Lilah gasps on the other end. Striker comes back on the line with a groan.

“Call Church. We got some shit to handle. I’ll have Joker’s guys watch the women at my house.”

He hangs up, and I turn to console Bambi. She’s still crying as I sit her up and wipe the tears away.

“Listen, baby. I gotta get to Church. Lilah is coming home today though, and she needs some help. Can you do that for me?”

She nods and I help her get up out of bed. Silently, she gets dressed beside me. I grab my cut and throw it on before tucking my gun away in my holster.

“Where’s your gun, Bambi?”

“My car.”

I nod and shuffle her out of the room.

“You’ll need it on you at all times. I’ll only be a bit at the clubhouse and then I’ll come and get you, okay?”

Bambi nods as we head to her car. I slowly help her in before getting into the driver’s side. It’s only a short drive to Striker’s house, thankfully.

I park right out front and see that one of the prospects brought my bike there already. I know that was Striker’s doing, and I’m so grateful for his quick thinking. That’s why he makes a great Pres.

I help Bambi out and bring her up on the porch, stopping to take her face in my hands.

“Listen to me, babe. Lock all the doors and windows and don’t open up unless you see who it is. Striker will be home with Lilah soon, so he’ll have the key and passcode.”

“What’s going on, Sawyer?”

I grab her hands and hold them up to my lips.

“I don’t know until I get to the Clubhouse. I’ll let you know, I promise. No more hiding and secrets, okay?”

She nods and wraps her arms around me.

“It’s gonna be okay. Willow and Mama are inside, so you won’t be alone. Willow carries and Orion will protect you all. Keep your gun on you. Mama is packing too, don’t let her fool you.”

That gets a small giggle out of her and I lean down, pressing my lips to hers.

“I love you, Bambi.”

“I love you too, Goose.”

Stealing one last kiss, I wait until she gets inside before heading to my motorcycle. The engine purrs as I start it up.

Shifting gears, I start down the driveway and to the Clubhouse. Something is very wrong and I need to find out as soon as possible. I could hear the concern in Striker’s voice when he called earlier.

Things were taking a dark turn in our small town. Good thing the darkness and I are old friends; time to come out and play. The Devil’s Highwaymen needs to step up and end whatever was going on, and we will if it’s the last thing I do.

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IALREADY PARKED MYbike and was in the Clubhouse when I grabbed Striker and Maverick and dragged them to Striker’s office.

“I gotta talk to you guys before we go in.”

They both nod and sit down at Striker’s desk. I paced the office as I told them everything that Bambi said last night.

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