Page 46 of Stripping Keys
“Good, then let’s get the fuck out of here. We don’t need to be caught by the time on your explosive and die with these fuckers.”
“I couldn’t agree more.”
Together we make our way toward the exit. His brothers and a few of Calyx’s men are doing the same thing.
Outside the building, I turn back around and wait for the explosive to go off.
“Baby, you gotta come on,” Keys says, dragging me back.
“No, not until the explosive goes off. Make sure no one escapes the blaze,” I tell him and push against his hold. I wasn’t leaving until it was done and over with.
“Fine, but you’re gonna back up and not get hit by the debris.” He picks me up from behind and rushes us to the tree line.
Okay, so I could see his reasoning. The rest of his brothers join us while we wait.
Lucky hands Keys a pack of wipes from his bag. “With a baby at home now, I never leave without wipes. You never know.”
I didn’t know what he meant by that, but when Keys starts cleaning my face, I’m more than grateful. The blood was already beginning to harden and cake up on my face.
Gross.
Another five minutes passes before the explosive goes off, and the screams of those who couldn’t make it out and were still alive could be heard.
It’s a sweet, sweet sound to my ears.
“It’s over,” I whisper.
“Yeah,” Keys agrees. “The Crimson Blood Clan is no more.”
“Fuckin’ finally,” Nines grunts.
“You know what this means?” Scorn, one of Keys’s brothers, asks.
“What?” Griz asks.
“Means a party is in order,” Blow answers, grinning. “This shit is finally fucking over, and we can celebrate.” His eyes meet mine, and his grin widens. “We’ve got a lot to celebrate.”
“Yeah, like my brother and me finally learning everything that we didn’t know about the past,” Nines says, coming to hook an arm around Keys’s shoulders. “You know I always wanted a brother growing up.”
Umm, what? What is he talking about?
I look at Nines to find him rolling his eyes in Keys direction.
“Nines, you got a club full of brothers,” Keys grunts. “The past has fucked with me enough and I don’t want or need to think about it any longer.” Keys looks down at me, holds my gaze and seems to answer my unspoken question, “Seems my brothers knew about my past and given me the play I was making all this time of keeping my past locked away.”
I understood what he was saying so in response I just nod as Nines retorts to Keys comment to him.
“Yeah, but they’re not my blood brothers, and I didn’t grow up with you as I should have. Means we’ve got shit to make up for.”
“Oh fuck.” Lucky groans.
“What the hell are we missing?” Griz demands looking between the two of them.
“A lot of past history,” Sniper answers.
“Come on, we’ll head back to the clubhouse. Fill you all in when we get there.”
Griz nods and looks at me. “You’re not half bad for a sister-in-law.”
