“Sit down, Christopher, and I’ll explain,” Megan promised, shooting daggers at Kendall. “Promise me you won’t hit Brooks. Or kill him.”
“Stop with all the drama, Meggie,” Kendall said, not getting his girl’s unspoken message. “You all want to know what she did? She interfered in Charlotte’s marriage. She never would’ve divorced Brooks. She just needed a way to force his hand to force his hand,” she said, throwing an accusing glower in Christopher’s direction and pointing at him with a trembling finger.
Megan looked as if she wanted to knock the fuck out of that fucking finger. Christopher tried telepathy to encourage her. It didn’t fucking work.
“Kendall, shut up,” Megan said. “Let me explain it before you get Brooks—”
Fucked the fuck up.
Not that Kendall cared. She continued talking. “No. I’m not bowing down to you. This is the last straw, Meggie. You threatened Charlotte of all people.”
Who the fuck was Charlotte not to be threatened?
“Shut up. I’ll threaten you to get Christopher out of jail.”
What the fuck? Megan really needed to fucking explain this shit to him. “Uh, baby—”
“You have to have your way,” Kendall continued, ignoring Christopher, as much as Megan was. “You had the audacity to go to her house and demand Brooks move heaven and hell for Outlaw.”
“Kendall, gorgeous—”
“She’s an idiot, Kendall,” Megan snapped, as lost in the bitch battle as Kendall. “Furthermore, you, her, Brooks, or anyone else, will never hold Christopher’s freedom hostage. You want your stupid junior partnership back at the firm? That’s your business. When Charlotte threatens to divorce Brooks if he represents Christopher, that’s my business.”
“You threatened to tell Johnnie,” Kendall screamed. “He would’ve tortured Brooks for not doing his job.”
Silent, because talking sure the fuck wasn’t helping, Christopher took in everything to get a bead on the situation.
Brooks went from red to yellow to white and back again as Megan and Kendall spoke of shit that might lead to his fucking gruesome death.
Christopher reached for Megan, but she jerked away, shocking the fuck out of him. “MEGAN!”
She elbowed him, mad little motherfucker that she was. “If Brooks is stupid enough to play with his life for betraying Christopher,” she continued, “who am I to interfere?”
Johnnie put his arms around his bitch. “Kendall, let’s talk,” he tried.
“You little fucking bitch,” Kendall said around a sob, jerking away from Johnnie. “You’re as ruthless as Outlaw. You’d see me completely alone.”
“Stop calling me names,” Megan warned. “Whether you know it or not, I was trying to save their lives, Kendall.”
“Liar. You were trying to get your husband out of jail.”
“I shouldn’t have had to try. Brooks is on the payroll for a reason. If he can’t do his job, he needs to find another one. You would’ve done the same for Johnnie if you’d been in my position.”
“Doing the same thing would mean I’d have to threaten someone with Outlaw.”
Megan glared. “They’re club brothers. They’ll look out for each other.”
“Have you grown a cock? If not, you’re not a club brother. Charlotte was looking out for me.”
“At the expense of my husband and that’s never happening. Her life or his? I choose him. Brooks life or his? Him. Your life or his. Him.”
“What about Johnnie’s life? Mortician’s? Your children’s? You’d sacrifice them for him?”
“Not my children. No. Anyone else? Yes. I’d sacrifice myself if it meant saving Christopher.”
“Because you’re stupid,” Kendall sneered.
“Kendall!” Megan yelled. “Stop! Okay? Listen to yourself. We’re not going down this road again.”
“If I want to, we will.”
Megan growled in frustration. “I didn’t go over there to threaten her. I went there to ask her to take the threat away so Brooks could get Christopher out of jail. She wasn’t very nice. I did what I had to do and I was prepared to back up my words with actions.” She started ticking off items on her fingers. “If Brooks didn’t get on the case, I was telling Johnnie. If he didn’t have Christopher home tonight, I was telling Johnnie and Christopher. You let the cat out of the bag. Not me.”
“Charlotte made me see you for what you really are,” Kendall sobbed.
“Omigod!” Megan covered her face with her hands before scowling at Kendall. “Fuck Charlotte,” she snarled, entertaining the fuck out of Christopher. Heaving in a breath to calm herself, she placed a hand on Kendall’s arm. “Please come with me while I get the food together.”