Page 28 of Unruly Defender
I’m about to leave when Yates is suddenly standing in front of me.“I just got word Rush made bail.I don’t know how, but he’s out.Fuck.He shouldn’t even have made bail, the damn DEA is involved and the charges were serious enough.He would have had to go before a judge and our criminal justice system doesn’t work that fast.You know that as well as I do.Anyway, I had a prospect keeping an eye out and he let me know he walked right out of the precinct, got in a limo, and it drove off.He’s following the limo as we speak.”
I smack his upper arm.“You did good.My money is on Spencer.He roams around big player, high-class people and might have pulled a few strings to speed things up to let him make bail.”
My mind is still running overtime with what I should do when the phone in my hand starts to ring.It’s Clemente.
“I just heard.He’s out, right?”I grunt into the phone.
“Spencer bailed him out.But listen, that fucker has been living off Gracy’s money.There are three more days left before he will receive her mother’s inheritance since Gracy signed some papers stating she wants to disclaim it.I hardly think she would do such a thing and my lawyers are already on it to retrieve the original documents to see if the fucker forged her signature and filed without her knowing.”
I connect my gaze with Gracy’s because I damn well know Clemente is right.“Did you sign any papers before you left Spencer?”
Gracy looks confused and shakes her head, so I ask her again to make sure.“You didn’t file any papers to refuse your inheritance?”
Her eyes grow wide at my question before they narrow and anger starts to burn.“I would never do that,” she snaps.
“I heard that,” Clemente growls.“We’re on it and I will let you know once we have all the information.”
I make sure to thank him and disconnect, sliding my phone into my pocket right after.“Clemente is handling it.This was exactly what Rush was talking about.Spencer getting the inheritance and having the big cash for investing in the drug dealing business they wanted to run together.Lightners also have a huge chunk of business when it comes to port logistics.Who knows, they might have struck a deal with a cartel or some shit, making it even bigger than we thought it was.Yates, make sure the prospect stays on his ass.We need to know Rush’s every move, but let him keep enough distance not to be seen.We’re risking a lot as it is.For now, Rush only wants me gone because he will have the MC for manpower and the ability to run his dirty business.I kicked him out, and Spencer might have paid his bail but if they don’t have the MC it’s just two assholes with a load of cash.Cash he wants to obtain through Gracy.And maybe they also have transportation, but no manpower or backup.Seeing Clemente is working with his lawyers to take away Spencer’s money, that wasn’t even his in the first place, they might have nothing left to live for and that’s when things will get even more dangerous, get me?”
“I fucking get you, brother.We need to have a meeting, get all the brothers up to speed about things.And it might be good to double up, no solo shit because you might think it’s just Spencer and Rush but those fuckers have people around them who support them.The cartel supplying the drugs for instance, who knows they might also supply backup because the MC was divided about getting into drugs before you stepped back into the picture and took over.I’ve seen with my own eyes how Rush and his three buddies have met a few times with what I presume were contacts from a cartel.I know because I’ve followed them twice to see what they were up to.And these fuckers are armed to the teeth, Pres.What if they have their back?”
“You’re right.Fuck,” I grumble and think things through.
“We have to get Finn, our dog,” Gracy tells Yates.“And we need to pack a bag to take to the hospital later for Henley’s mom.Can someone go with us so we can drive to and from the estate?Then you guys can have your meeting and we’ll head to the hospital right after.”Gracy’s voice sounds timid but she’s right and again stepping up when I need her to.
Yates gives her a smile before his gaze slides to me.“Only a few hours with the old lady status and she’s already stepping up to the title.I’ll have Rhett follow you and while you’re handling everything I will make sure to round everyone up for a meeting when you get back.”
I’m about to step away but Gracy leans into Yates and asks, “What’s the name of the guy with the red hair and beard?”
“Rooney,” Yates chuckles.“You want to know where he got the chocolate from, don’t ya?I can tell you, it’s his, he’s the mastermind behind that bar of chocolate.It took him a long time but it’s all set and in production.The fucker has made his first million this year.But don’t tell anyone I told you because he keeps shit quiet.He only shared it with me because I’m good with numbers and helped him out by reading through contracts he needed to sign to get his product on the market.If Rush knew...he would have made Rooney sell his company to the club.That motherfucker would have wrapped his fat fingers around his throat and would have forced him to sign it over, I just know it.”
Gracy reaches out and grabs Yates’ forearm.“I’m glad Rooney trusted you and that you stood up for him.Rush will get what’s coming to him, we’ll make sure he won’t be able to interfere with anyone’s life.”
Yates gives her a nod but the look he gives me is one where he yet again lets me know this woman was made to be the president’s old lady.I wrap my arm around her waist and tuck her underneath my arm.
“Rhett,” I bellow.“You’re with me today.”
Rhett dashes up and stalks over to where we’re standing.“Ready when you are, Pres.”
“See you in about an hour, two tops, Yates,” I grunt and head for Gracy’s car.
I would rather have her on the back of my bike but we also need to get a few things for my mother and take Finn with us.Within a few minutes we’re at the estate and I check with Travis to see which bungalow Beck and Flora are staying in.
I’ve asked Rhett to stay close because there’s no need for him to tag along into the bungalow when we get Finn.Not to mention it will raise questions when I bring him along and I don’t want to explain or drag Beck into the mess of things.I asked him to come here to take his girl for some relaxing time at the beach, and not to be bothered with my shit.
The door swings open and Beck is in the doorway, holding Finn.The little trouble maker starts to squirm in his arms and he quickly puts him down so he can dash off to Gracy.Figures.He might be my dog, but if I was him, I’d be running into her arms too.
“Hey, Henley.Everything okay with your mother?”He steps aside so we can enter the bungalow.
I rub my neck and say, “She had a sudden drop of heart rate and blood pressure which caused her to pass out.They’re doing some checks and we’re headed back to the hospital later.They’re keeping her overnight.”
Beck nods and I know he’s thinking about his own mother.He lost her when he was in prison and didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.
“She’s going to pull through,” I croak and clear my throat.“I’m sorry I can’t stay for a chat.”
“No, we completely understand.Let me know how she’s doing.”
“Will do,” I grunt and am about to leave but Flora rushes toward us.“Here, don’t forget his little friend.”
