“Nah, you ain’t. Who are you?” I replied. Who the hell were they? How had they known who I was?
“Jayes is under our protection,” she retorted. “You’ve no right.”
“And you do?”
“The legal guardian papers we have to say yes.”
“Where were you when Myka had the shit beaten out of her? Didn’t see you then. No way am I handing Jayes over. Think you’re bad enough, then come and try,” I taunted.
“Okay, Andrea, I’ll take this from here,” a man said. “Falcon, Calamity, this is Tanner Parks. Please don’t deny Calamity isn’t listening in.”
The name dropped, and it took a few seconds to realise who they were.
Calamity’s eyes narrowed. “Darren’s Guardian Angels. That’s why your response was delayed the first time. You traced Falcon’s number.”
“You’ve heard of us,” Tanner stated.
“Bit hard not to after you hid a brother’s woman,” Calamity said.
A few years back, Shee from Hellfire MC had wrongly accused Sallie-Anne of kidnapping his son and had set about to destroy her life. He’d been very successful until Sallie-Anne showed her true colours and saved a bunch of kids in a fire. But when Shee wanted to make amends, she’d disappeared. Andrea Parks and her siblings had kidnapped Sallie-Anne right out from Hellfire’s nose and had hidden and protected her from Shee.
After losing their son, Darren, to a violent spouse, the Parks had sworn never to abandon someone needing support again. Tanner, his wife, and children had all teamed up and offered a sanctuary and help in getting away from abusive relationships.
“Yes, well, Banshee needed a lesson teaching, and he got one,” Tanner stated calmly. “I need an update on Myka Beauregard.”
Calamity nodded at me.
“She’s currently in a coma after being beaten nearly to a pulp. Sheriff Cates has removed several samples of foreign matter and has sent them for testing. The sheriff’s hoping for DNA,” I replied.
“And why are you involved?” Tanner demanded.
I explained everything, and there was silence.
“Are you there?” Calamity asked.
“Send Falcon the guardianship for Jayes,” a different woman said.
“Minnie…”
“Do it, Tanner. Falcon, the name line, denoting who legally becomes Jayes’s guardian should Myka be incapacitated, is blank. Fill yours in, and you’ve got legal rights. We’ll mail it immediately. Don’t let Dawson Beauregard near Jayes. The man is worse than an animal,” Minnie ordered.
“If Myka wakes, have her contact us. She knows how, or reach out to Chance Michaelson. Chance has my direct cell. Good luck and keep us updated,” Tanner said and cut the line.
“You won’t be able to reach them on that number again. Tanner will burn it,” Calamity drawled, tapping his fingers on his desk. “Where are you going with this, Falcon?”
“Not sure. I can’t allow Jayes to go into care or return to the Beauregards. Cates has told me what scum they are. Jayes deserves better!”
“Not disagreeing. As soon as that document comes through, sign the paper and you ain’t gotta worry about legal shit. You’ve got physio, ain’t ya?”
“Yeah, Prez. At the same hospital Myka’s in. Watch Jayes?”
“Sure. I’ll keep Jayes until you’re back. Be warned, the old ladies are shopping.” Calamity chuckled.
Oh, I understood completely what that meant. Damn. “I’ll get a prospect to clear the room opposite me.” It was currently being used for storage.
“I’ll do that; you sneak out. Jayes might be upset if he sees you go.”
I headed out. God forbid I were late to my appointment.