Page 73 of Jerry's Passion (Insurgents MC Romance)
“They took off in the middle of the night. They’re history. I checked around, and it looks like they blew outta the county.”
Banger nodded curtly. “Guess they took our warnings to heart finally. On another note, we found something disturbing. Chigger’s left and has joined the Demon Riders to be with Dustin and Shack.”
“I knew the sonofabitch had something to do with the information leak regarding the arms deal with the Mexicans. I never believed Tug acted alone,” Chas said. Several members grumbled in agreement.
“I worked the fucker over real good, but he never gave Chigger up. Only Dustin and Shack. You gotta admire Tug for that.” Rock crossed his arms across his massive chest.
“I don’t admire any of those bastards. We were all brothers before some of you were born. Dustin, Chigger, Tug, and I go way back.” He looked over at Bones, Gator, and Hoss. “You remember how tight we all were.” The three members nodded. “Fuck, our wives were friends, our kids played together, we were fuckin’ close. Damn. I can’t believe Chigger was tangled up in that.” Banger shook his head.
“Maybe Chigger’s involved with this shit with Kylie,” Jerry said. All eyes turned on him, and Banger glared. “I’m just saying that someone has it out for you, and with Chigger leaving all of a sudden, who knows? It seems kinda suspicious, that’s all.”
“Jerry’s got a point,” Hawk said. “I’m definitely checking in the Demon Riders’ territory for the vehicle.”
“Kylie and her buddy said the guy was young. Chigger’s old, and besides, Kylie knows him.” Banger leaned against the wall. “I’ll admit something doesn’t feel right here. I think the Demon Riders do have their hand in this, notably Dustin and Shack.”
The rest of the meeting was taken up with administrative accounting in regard to the various businesses the club owned. Finally, Banger’s gavel hit the table, announcing the adjournment of church. All members shuffled out to the great area to unwind with their favorite club woman and have a few drinks.
Jerry grabbed a beer, debating on whether he should contact Kylie. Maybe she didn’t want to see him anymore. Banger could be very convincing, and if Jerry did pursue her, he knew his president would be a formidable foe.
Axe came up to Jerry. “No hard feelings?”
“Nah. I’d have done exactly what you did. You did the right thing.”
“I didn’t volunteer shit, but he knew. I don’t know how, but he did, and I had to tell him when he asked.” Axe threw back his Jack. “You good with never seeing Kylie again?”
Flexing his jaw, Jerry shook his head.
“I didn’t think you’d be. Damn, dude. You gotta somehow convince Banger you’re the one for her.”
Jerry snorted. “Yeah. Right.”
Axe clasped his hand on his shoulder. “You wanna play some pool with me and Chas? We got some good money riding on it. Rock and Rags think they’re gonna beat us. No fuckin’ way.”
“I’m not staying. Have a good game.” He finished his beer and ambled out to the parking lot. Taking out his phone, he sent Kylie a text.
Jerry:Hey. How’ve u been?
A long pause ensued. When his phone pinged, he smiled.
Kylie:Ok.
Jerry:Ur dad knows.
Kylie:No shit.
Jerry:U in trouble?
Kylie:Ya. U lose ur patch?
Jerry:No, but if I wanna keep it, I can’t see u anymore.
Kylie:Not a problem since we’re done.
Jerry:R we?
The pause was longer than the previous one.
Kylie:Ya. U wanted it that way.
