Page 112 of Diesel's Perseverance
“I know, but all that happy shit in full force would drive me fucking crazy.” He shook his head and chuckled. “But the kids would love it. I know it’s on Scarlett’s list of places to go with them. Layla’s too young, so probably in a couple of years. Damn, me at Disneyland… never could’ve predictedthatone.”
Diesel chuckled. “When you got a brood of kids, you’re gonna be doing a lot of shit you never thought you’d do.”
“That’s for damn sure, but I get a kick outta how excited Brock gets doing stuff. And Layla’s just too fucking cute all the time.”
“Yeah.”
“You guys back already?”
Startled by a voice, the two bikers turned around and saw Crutch standing behind them. Easy was next to him, leaning against the bar.
“Where the fuck did you two come from?” Diesel asked.
“We were outside having a smoke,” Easy replied. “Are you the only ones back?”
“Yeah,” Shadow said.
“When are the others coming home?” Crutch asked.
Diesel shrugged. “They’ll be back when they want.”
“How’d it go?” Easy said.
“Fine. I’m fuckin’ spent. We can talk later. I’m gonna crash.”
“Me too,” Shadow added.
“Sure, we’ll talk later,” Easy said.
Crutch lifted his chin, then poured a shot into a glass on the bar.
Diesel and Shadow climbed the stairs in silence. When they got to the third floor corridor, Shadow said, “Why the fuck were they asking all those questions?”
“Why the hell were they lurking around, listening to our conversation? Maybe they’re just nosy or too high to sleep.”
“I guess. If Panther wants to fill his members in on what happened, that’s on him, not us.”
Diesel nodded. “I agree. They know that, too. I was against Panther telling anyone anything about the operation but the brothers who came with us to LA, but he’s the prez, and you know how that goes.”
“Yep. Maybe one of them is the snitch.” Shadow shook his head and ran a hand over his face. “But I don’t really believe that. Easy and Crutch have been Insurgents for years. They fought alongside us during the turf wars with the fucking Deadly Demons.”
Diesel nodded. “Yeah. Those were brutal times. I don’t wanna think one of them is the shit rat. Damn, that would fucking suck. Easy got cut up pretty bad at the rally, and Crutch was knocking heads with the Henchmen and the East Bay Dogs. I can’t see it. We’re just tired and being paranoid because of all the shit that went down tonight.”
“You’re right. I’m so beat I can barely see straight.”
Diesel stopped in front of his door. “Have a good sleep. I’m sure we’ll have church at some point today.”
“Yeah. Rest well, brother,” Shadow said as he walked down the hall.
A sizzle ofanticipation ran through Diesel at the thought of seeing Myla. He fit the key in the lock, then turned the doorknob. The door didn’t move; it was like something barricaded it.What the fuck?He tried again and had no luck.
“You need help?”
Diesel turned around and saw Welder. “What the hell are you doing up here?”
“I heard you and Shadow were back. I wanted to know if you needed anything.”
“I would’ve called if I did,” he growled. “Did Myla come back okay tonight?”
