Page 37 of Greedy Grizzly
The old me, pre-Angel and kids, would have thrown a massive tantrum because I hurt so deeply for the families who lost their kids last night, and I couldn’t fuckin’ reverse time. I couldn’t bring them back from the dead. I couldn’t make anyone’s bleeding hearts whole again.
No, the more controlled and mature father and husband I’d become stalked out of the wreckage to meet Grizzly, my computer genius. I was confident he and Toby would get on the security cameras and find out who did this. Once we knew who was behind the attack, I’d hunt him down like the piece of shit he was and get retribution for my dad and the others.
Motorcycle clubs didn’t mess around. I didn’t play games. If another club was after the Knight’s Legion, we’d take them down—a life for a life.
Outside, I inhaled the fresh air and turned my gaze up to the sky. Megan’s murder was just another stain on the mother chapter for me. My own childhood had been hell. When I thought of the things I’d seen and done, and how my mother left me, I’d normally drink myself into the toilet. Now, all I wanted was to deal with the situation and get the fuck home tomyfamily.
Grizzly arrived on the property and not a moment too soon, before my demons overpowered me.
I met him at the curb and Toby appeared next to me.
“I got here as fast as I could,” Grizzly said from the seat of his Harley.
“I appreciate it. Toby knows what I want done. If either of you need me, I’ll be around.” And with that, I left the two people I knew could get me answers.
I just hoped they would get along now that Grizzly’s secret was out and I knew about him liking Toby. It might be weird for him, but I didn’t care. This was club business and it took precedence over anything else.
10
GRIZZLY
An awkward few seconds passed between Toby and I after Storm left. It seemed like he had something to say, but didn’t say it. Probably something about Libby and how I hurt her.
“Fill me in on what you know,” I told him as I got off my hog. “Any witnesses?”
“No witnesses. They had captured someone last night, but David lost his mind during the interrogation and killed him.”
“Can’t say I blame him.”
“Yeah.” Toby shoved his hands in his pockets and nodded toward a small building, a shack across the way from the clubhouse. “Their security station is over there. That’s where we’ll be working.”
Hopefully not alone together.
We strolled across the parking lot in silence. It was strange. Toby was a talker and I never had to take the lead on making conversation. Maybe it was the sullen climate keeping him quiet.
Or being in his hometown: Garrison, South Dakota. Toby’s folks still lived here and he’d told me a time or two that he didn’t like visiting. Now that I thought of it, why didn’t he like coming home? I’d never asked before, but perhaps I should have. We were friends, after all. Wasn’t asking questions something friends did?
Toby opened the door and let me enter first. Thankfully, someone was at a desk with multiple monitors.
“You from Storm’s crew?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Toby replied, while I nodded.
“Good. I gotta take a leak.” He jumped out of his chair. “Have at it. Holler if you need anything, but don’t.” He winked.
“You’re not coming back?” My stomach instantly knotted up at the prospect of being alone with Toby.
“Hell no. I’m exhausted. Storm said you two would handle it.” The dude didn’t even wait for a reply and bolted out of the shack.
“Great,” I mumbled.
“What? You don’t want to be alone with me?” Toby stepped in front of me, brows furrowed with a concerned expression.
“I don’t know.” I went around him and sat in the chair the dude had been in. Quickly, I familiarized myself with the system and started my investigation.
“I’m confused.” He took the spot next to me. “Did I do something? I mean, I know a little about you and Libby.”
“Can we just work?” I kept my eyes focused on the screen in front of me. “This is important. Storm will want a report by supper.”
