Page 74 of Paco
Chapter Twenty-Two
Paco sat infront of Steel’s desk, watching his president’s face go from scowling to contemplative. He’d decided that if Steel wasn’t gung ho about him escorting Chelsea to Ohio, he was going to do it anyway. There was no way he was going to send her off without making sure she made it home safely. It was killing him enough to see her go, but to not know if she arrived safely would eat at him. Besides, he wanted to be there to see if Bobby or Victor was lurking around. There was no way in hell either asshole was going to walk away from all that money. To them, Chelsea was property to be bought and sold.
“You have to take a couple of brothers with you to Ohio. I suspect this pimp of hers will try and get her back,” Steel said.
“I’m good with that. I was gonna ask Chains to come with me anyway, since he’s buddies with the guys in Twisted Warriors and I may need their help. I don’t trust Victor Bustos one fucking bit.”
“Neither do I. He ran his pussy ass out of Silverado. I’m not sure if he got wind of what was going down or if there was another reason he left.”
“I think it had to do with Chelsea. He paid money for her and he doesn’t have her. He’s not going to let this go. I just don’t know if that Bobby fucker told him she’s in Alina or not.”
Steel leaned back in his chair. “I doubt it. Bobby has to get the money first before he contacts Bustos.”
“I think you’re right about that. It’s driving me fucking crazy not knowing where he is. I’m gonna check out all the motels today. I need to know if he’s still in town.”
Steel nodded. “I hear you. With the lockdown, Chelsea hasn’t been around town. I bet he thinks she went back home.” He picked up a can of Dr. Pepper and took a drink, then fixed his gaze on Paco. “After you drop her off, are you done with her?”
Paco wiped his hands on his jeans. “I’m gonna stick around and make sure she’s safe.”
“I meant after all that. I can see she’s gotten to you. I’ve never seen you like this with a woman before.”
Paco shifted positions. “I don’t think I’ll ever be done with her.” He scrubbed his face. “She does something to me. Fuck… I don’t know.”
“Does she want to stay in Findlay?”
“We haven’t talked about it. She’s messed up from the shit that happened to her. It’s real important that she sees her family and gets some therapy to deal with all of it. I guess I’ll just see what happens.”I don’t want to lose her.
“Just let me know if you need anything.”
“Thanks, bro. What’s going on in Silverado?”
“Pandemonium with the badges and the fire department.” He chuckled. “The West Avenue Bandits don’t have a clue it was bikers. They think Los Malos double-crossed them, and with Bustos leaving, it cinched it with them. That asshole leaving made it easier for the Fallen Slayers. Chains talked to Hawk and he said no one suspects bikers, even the fucking Satan’s Pistons.”
“I guess the Pistons just got put outta business for a while. Cueball said the women followed the club’s instructions about keeping quiet on where they were at. They’re so damn scared of Los Malos and the other gangs that they’re not going to give out too many details.”
“I’m just glad we were able to free them,” Steel said.
Paco stood up. “Me too. I need to talk to Chains.”
“When are you leaving?”
“Tomorrow.”
“I’ll see you then. Lockdown ends tomorrow morning, so I’ll be around.”
“I bet Breanna’s happy about that.”
Steel laughed. “Yup. She did better than I thought she would.”
“It’ll be good to have the club back to normal. I’ll see ya.”
Paco saw Chains sitting at one of the tables with Lucy on his lap. He came up to them and tapped Lucy on the shoulder. She craned her neck and smiled widely when her gaze fell on him. “Hiya, stranger,” she said.
“Hey.” He pulled a chair out and plopped down.
“You’ve been hanging out a lot with your friend Misty.” She uncurled her arm from around Chains’s neck. “She still has to give me back my lavender sweater.”
Paco chuckled. “She likes that one a lot. You want to sell it to her?”
