Page 78 of Brother to Brother

Reaver pouted and Duracell grinned, “Sounds like a job for me and Blue!”

“Dammit!” Reaver pushed to his feet and went over to where Trig and Rev were standing.

“What’s his problem?” I asked.

“Think he’s having Reaver-specific issues,” Duracell said, and leaned back in his seat.

“Yeah, well, hopefully he can keep a lid on that shit,” I said eyeing the crazy Enforcer.

“Meh, we all go through it,” Duracell said with a shrug and I turned my attention back to him, the grin on his face more than a little disconcerting.

“So, what did you have in mind when it comes to a little retribution?” I asked.

“Well, they have to be at the court date if they want an icicle’s chance in hell of actually getting custody; that means that their house’ll be empty, yeah?”

I nodded, “Yeah, sounds about right.”

“Excellent! Then Blue and I, we‘ll head down and give good ‘ol Karma a helping hand.”

“Yeah, y’all should see if she needs some help with the heavy lifting.”

“Don’t worry, bro. It’ll totally look like an accident, or better yet, negligence on their part.” I glanced at Blue who winked and shook my head, chuckling, letting a little bit of my own evil out to the surface.

“Remind me never to cross any of you fuckers,” I said dryly and they both exchanged a look, lighting up like it was the best compliment they’d been paid in a while. I looked over to Reaver who had his lip stuck out in a childish pout.

“What is hisdeal?”I wondered out loud without realizing it.

“Frustrated, I’d imagine,” Blue murmured.

I frowned, “Yeah?”

“Yeah, he and Hayden have had like zero luck getting her knocked up, looks like his past caught up to him. His little swimmers just ain’t up to the job. Another wonderful side effect of junk use,” Duracell said with a sour face.

“Oh, shit. That’s real fuckin’ rough.”

“Hayden doesn’t mind, I think it’s just really bothering Reave,” Blue said and I looked at him.

“Ain’t you talkative today?”

He shrugged, “It happens sometimes.”

I laughed, and looked up as Melody slid her hands along my shoulders, I looked up at her and she smiled down at me, but ever since that damn letter had come, every time she managed one it held an edge of sadness.

“Babe, what’re you doing out here? Church ain’t been declared over.”

“I know, I’m sorry, but Noah has some kind of a bug, he’s running a low fever so I was going to take him home.”

“Oh, shit. Okay, thanks for coming out and telling me but you best go on and git before –”

“Everything okay, Mel?”

She winced, “Um, I needed to tell Archer that Noah’s sick and I’m taking him home.”

“Next time you find a prospect or make yourself known before comin’ in here, Sweetheart. Them’s the rules.”

“I’m so sorry, message delivered and I’m gone,” she said and backed out of the room I looked over at D. and he gave me a wink.

“We were done,” he said, “you pretty much missed it when I called it.”

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