Page 41 of Nines's Time

“Blow, Nines.”

I look past Calyx at the sound of mine and Blow’s names being called to find Gavril stalking in our direction.

“Fuck,” Blow mutters and greets the other man. “Gavril.”

Calyx twists to see the man joining us and Gavril eyes him as well.

Well, fuck me, this is going to be interesting.

Not.

I don’t need the fucking headache I can feel coming on.

Gavril turns his attention to me and cocks a brow. “Word? How is she?”

“No word yet,” I grumble and ask the question that I wanted to know the answer to now. “How did you know her location?”

“She has a chip in her shoulder,” Gavril states bluntly.

“Come again?” I blink at him, wanting to make sure I heard him right. “She has a chip in her shoulder?”

“Yes.” He nods. “Before she moved here, I wanted to make sure she would always be able to be found, so I’d told her that that it was the only way I’d allow her to move here on her own.”

“Who the fuck are you?” Calyx demands, stiffening further.

Gavril turns his attention to Calyx again and curls his lip in fury. “You know who the fuck I am, and for all intents and purposes, I’m Meadow’s uncle. I would say father since I see her as my daughter, but I know who her real father is.”

“Uncle,” Calyx scoffs, crossing his arms.

I shake my head and get back to the subject at hand. “You had a chip put in her shoulder, and she knew about it?”

“Of course.” Gavril nods. “Meadow will always befiica mea frumoasa,my beautiful daughter, no matter who her father is. I swore to protect her when I first met her, and I always will.”

“Motherfucker, fucked-up world, the girl who was supposed to always be my little girl ends up living a nightmare and not only lands with a man in the Devil’s Riot MC but has the protection of a Dragomir,” Calyx mutters, letting out a harsh breath.

“She’s right where she’s meant to be,” I grumble and turn my attention to the doors as they open.

The doctor glances around as he calls Meadow’s name. I step ahead of everyone else and wait for what he’s about to say, hoping it’s good. If it’s not, I’ll lose my shit, and I can’t. Not when I’ve got a plan on what I’m going to do to the motherfucker who put her here.

* * *

“Please don’t kill me,” the pudgy guy Torch caught outside the cabin Johnathan took Meadow begs.For the last hour, he’s been crying and pleading for his life, but I don’t give two shits about him breathing another second than he has to.

After the doctor came out to speak with us, he’d informed me that Meadow was in recovery. Both her shoulders had been dislocated, but they were able to pop them back in place. They were also able to fix the damage the knife had done to her stomach. Thank fuck it wasn’t any lasting damage that would keep her from healing properly or take forever to get back to herself. I know she’s not going to be happy about being unable to work for a while, but she’ll get over it knowing she’ll be back at it soon enough.

The doctor said she’d be in recovery for a little while before they moved her to a room. I asked to see her, and he took me back. Seeing her in that bed, it fucked with my head. I stayed with her for a couple of minutes and kissed her forehead, promising to be back. I was going to make sure she was safe and that meant taking out the fucker who caused her this pain.

I left Sniper and Rain at the hospital to be with Meadow in case she woke up before I got back, and Calyx left one of his men as well to keep an eye on her.

Now, it’s time to make Johnathan pay for the shit he’s done. Calyx and Gavril both want a hand in taking him out, but Meadow is my woman. Mine to protect and love. Mine to keep from ever being hurt again and I’ll ensure it happens and it’s happening now at my hands.

“Shut the fuck up,” I sneer at the fat fucker and turn my attention to Johnathan. I’d ordered Torch and Shiner to hang him as he’d done to Meadow.

Without a word, I move to where the tools we use are kept. Most of the time, it’s Shiner or Lucky who get their hands bloody, but not when it’s personal like this. This is my job tonight.

I pick up the jigsaw and grab the thing of black powder we keep here at the barn. I open the lid and carry it over to Lucky.

“You hold this shit and be ready,” I command and look to Blow. “Get the butane torch ready.”

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