Kelsey got into the front, doing her seatbelt up before glancing at him. He took hold of her hand, squeezing her.
“Don’t worry about a thing. We’re going to get through this together.” He pulled away managing the roads.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“Paradise Rocks. It’s a small town. We’ve got a few members of The Skulls who live here. They’re not fully fledged members, but they’re a distant part of the club.” Killer checked the address and entered the small town. The town center had a variety of shops including a diner, mechanic shop, and a small shopping mall along the end of the road. He spotted a sex shop along with many different shops. Exiting the town, he navigated the roads coming to a stop at a small home at the end of a long street. The house didn’t stand out at all. In fact it looked like the twenty other houses along the strip of the road. He spotted the light on in the front window.
Climbing out, he waited for the door to open.
Seconds later a man with sandy colored hair appeared in the doorway. “You Theodore?”
“Yeah, are you Mason Terry?”
“Yep.”
They shook hands pulling each other in to slap a hand on the back. “I’ve got bags in the back.”
Mason moved to the back as Kelsey stepped out of the car. “Nice to meet you, sweetheart.”
She nodded, looking toward Killer.
“He’s good. He’s one of us.”
“Yeah, you’ll be starting work on Monday. I’ve got everything set up for you.”
Within twenty minutes Mason got him up to date, and they were alone in their house. Staring around the sitting room, he turned to look at Kelsey. She still wore her hospital gown and the band around her wrist. Heading into the kitchen, he moved back to her with a pair of scissors.
“What are you doing?” she asked, taking a step back.
“Now I know you’re not going to kill yourself.” He grabbed her wrist and slid the blade of the scissors across her skin. Snapping the steel blades closed, he removed her name. “We need to burn this.”
“Yes, burn it. I don’t want to have any memory of what I did.”
He still held onto her hand. “You’re always going to have a memory of what you did.” Caressing the white bandage he stared into her eyes. “You’ll always have your scars.”
“I know.”
“Oh, I need you to wear these.” He pulled the rings out of his pocket.
“Wedding rings?”
“Yeah, until we’ve got some way of dealing with Michael with proof, we’re staying out of sight.” He slid the rings onto her finger and leaned down to kiss her hand.
“Thank you.”
Tears were shining in her eyes when he pulled away. “I love you, Kels. I’ll do anything for you.”
She wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled him in close. “I don’t deserve you at all.”
“Ditto, baby.”
He claimed her lips feeling complete once again. Holding her close, he squeezed her ass loving her plump flesh filling his hands.
Their moans mingled together.
They were interrupted by the shrill of the telephone.
“Fuck, they’ve got the worst possible timing,” he said.
“I’m going to head for a shower.” She moved away from him.
“No, you need a bath. Sandy told me you’re not allowed to get them wet.”
She nodded, showing her agreement before leaving him alone.
“We’re here,” he said, answering the call.
“Good. Call if you get any more news,” Tiny said.
“Has Alex got anything?”
“Nothing concrete. He will. You’re just going to have to give him time. We’ll get this fucker in no time.”
“Mason Terry, is he a good man?” Killer asked. He needed to know who he could trust.
“Yeah, he’s a good man. Doesn’t come to Fort Wills often. Grew up moving from place to place. Last I heard he liked Paradise Rocks enough to settle down.” Tiny gave him the details of the man staying in the same town as he was. “I’ll call with more updates when they become available.”
Killer said his goodbyes and hung up the phone.
Locking all the doors and windows he turned the lights off before heading upstairs with their bags. Leaving them in the bedroom he entered the bathroom. For a second the image of Kelsey lying surrounded in red water swam across his mind. He shoved the horrid image away.
He found her sat in the bath with her arms resting on either side. She turned to look at him as he entered.
Tears glistened in her eyes.
“Baby, what’s the matter?” he asked, going to his knees by the bathtub.
“I can’t wash myself. I can’t get them wet. This is a nightmare.” She wiped at her nose looking ready to bleat harder.