Page 42 of Rescue Us

“How’s it going?” I asked him, pushing his wife into his arms.

“Good. Quiet,” he said, hugging her to him.

“Quiet’s good.” And that was the truth. They had it hard in the beginning when Tanner was accused of killing someone from our club. While his name was being cleared, he and Bee ended up together. It had amazed me how even in the most inappropriate of times, love could still bloom.

While Tanner and Bee mingled with everyone, I slipped away quietly and made my way down into the basement. My muscles were itching for some pain, even though I had put them through a lot the night before with the fight and all. Maybe I should have gone to The Ring again.

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, checking to see if there were any fights tonight and if I missed any calls or texts.

“Cyrus, wasn’t expecting you here tonight.”

I lifted my head as Greyson Mercer came down the hall toward me. He was wiping the back of his neck with a towel.

It was true. I had been staying at the apartment lately, but something pulled me toward the clubhouse instead. Sammy never even mentioned anything when I had driven us there. Maybe he was feeling it too.

“We were at the center.” Which wasn’t really a reason seeing as the clubhouse was nowhere near it. “We dropped off a load of supplies for Piper and...I just didn’t want to be at the apartment tonight.”

Greyson nodded once. “I get that. How’s your brother doing? Eve said he’s being an ass lately. More so than usual.”

“I don’t know really.” But I did know. A bit anyway. Just not enough to explain what was going on because the truth was, it was none of my business. “Tanner and Bee are here. I’m going to get a workout in.” I went to walk by him when his next words stopped me.

“Sammy never goes to your parents’ gravesite.”

My head whipped around. “How do you know that?”

“Just because I’m no longer president, doesn’t mean I don’t know things,” Greyson said, crossing his arms under his broad chest. “Jaron told me.”

“How does he know?”

Greyson closed the distance between us and cupped my nape. Turning me around, he led me to the gym. “Jaron’s become a little paranoid after everything went down.”

“Understandably so.”

“I agree. He’s had people keeping an eye on things.”

I stared at the man who had been my brother’s and my guardian since our parents died years ago. “What are you telling me and how come I didn’t know?” I was the vice-president of Hell’s Harlem. Jaron never even approached me on the topic.

Greyson opened the door to the gym and stepped aside so I could enter. “He didn’t tell anyone. I only found out because I was at the cemetery and saw an SUV I had never seen there before. Three guys were in it but never said a word. The driver told me to ask my son about it. So I did and I’m telling you what I know.”

“He’s had us watched to keep us safe?”

“Basically.” Greyson smiled, the lines in his face, softening. “I guess he didn’t want it obvious that he had people watching everyone but with Price disappearing, he’s being extra cautious.”

Price Davies who used to be the mayor of the town Piper grew up in, had it out for Jaron and his family. I understood his fear and his need to do everything he could to keep those he loved safe. I just wished he had told me so I could help.

“Don’t be mad at him, Cyrus.” Greyson gave my shoulder a squeeze before heading to the door. “He did it to protect both you and your brother.” And with that, Greyson left the room.

Sitting on the nearest bench, I called Jaron up.

“Mercer,” he said on the first ring.

“What’s this I hear you’ve been having us followed?” Well, I guess there was no point in beating around the bush.

“Shit. My dad told you, didn’t he?”

“Why didn’t you tell me, Jaron? I’m your damn VP. Sammy’s the enforcer. We’re your best friends.” I laid back on the bench, staring up at the white ceiling.

“I know.” Jaron let out a hard sigh. “I’m sorry I never told you two. I should have. I know that. But with everything...I just figured it would be better if it was only me who knew.”

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