Renegade Lady (Renegade Sons MC 1)(62)

“There sure in the fuck is!” Chipper shouts, and then look towards Jenna.  “I gotta tell him.”
“I know, but I don’t want to be here when you do,” she says with a nod, then looks up to Chipper.  “Before you start sharing all my deep dark secrets, you need to remember the promise you made Gun.  He’s dead, but the promise still stands.”
With those words, she walks away.  I watch her head towards her room and I have a feeling this conversation is going somewhere that I won’t like at all.  “What the fuck is going on, man? What the hell is she talking about?”
Chipper motions towards my office and walks that way.  I follow him, barely getting into the room before he slams the door shut.  “I didn’t tell you everything that happened when I found Jenna.”
I lift my chin for him to go on while I walk to the fridge and grab a beer.  “Well, tell me now.”
He shakes his head.  “I can’t.  Jenna’s right. I made a promise to the old man.  I plan to keep it.”
“That shit ain’t right, brother.  Not only am I the president of this fucking club, but Ice is my old lady now.  I need to know it all. If not, how the hell can I protect her? How the fuck can I protect the club if trouble is coming and I don’t know what the hell it is?”
“Talk to Jenna,” is his only response.  
“She ain’t going to tell me shit, and you know it, so you’ve got to give me something.”
“You’re right, and you’re also right that you need to know what’s coming,” he continues with a nod. “but I can’t break my word to Pop.”
I run a hand over my face, trying to control my temper.  “Fine, but you gotta give me a heads up.”
He nods.  “Keep an eye out for Timmons.  Don’t let that fucker anywhere near my girl.  Hell, don’t let him near any of the girls.”
“I thought you said that you caught Rig raping her?  What the hell did Timmons do?”
“Rig did rape her, and he paid the price for doing it,” Chipper says in a near shout.
“Then what the hell does Timmons have to do with it?”  I ask, frustration making my voice sound strained.  
“Dad loved Killer like a brother.  They were more than just club brothers.  They fought side by side, putting their asses on the line to keep the others safe in that fucking jungle.”
“I’ve heard Pop’s war stories, just like you.  What the fuck do they have to do with this shit?” I ask, my frustration turning into anger.
“Timmons is Killer’s son,” he states matter-of-factly.
“And?”
Chipper walks towards me, stopping only a few inches from my face.  “What do you think Pop would have done to make Killer happy? What would he have done if he thought Jenna was going to cause problems for Killer or his son?”
I shake my head in denial.  My first instinct is to defend my old man.  Of course, he wouldn’t protect a grown man over a young kid, but memories of him calling Jenna a stray pop into my head, and I know I can’t.  To my dad, their friendship meant everything.  If he thought Jenna might cause trouble between him and Killer, he would have sent her back.  “Are you telling me that Timmons had something to do with Ice being at the Mateland MC, and Dad knew about it?”
“I’m not saying shit.  Like I told you, I made a promise and I plan to keep it, but I will tell you that Timmons is a sick mother fucker. If he’s here, he’s here for Jenna.”
“Fuck!” I shout.  “I need to know everything.”
Chipper backs up a step and nods.  “Yeah you do, but you’re gonna have to hear it from Jenna.”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do now,” I say as I start towards the door.  “Either she tells me, or you do.  One way or another, I’m going to know the truth.”
I don’t wait for Chipper’s response. I just walk out of my office and head towards Jenna’s room. As I push open her door, I realize that I’m gonna have to talk to her about moving her shit into my room, but now isn’t the time.  When I step inside, I see Jenna standing by the window with a bottle of Jose’ Cuervo in her hand.  “We need to talk.”
She doesn’t even look towards me when she responds.  “What did Chipper tell you?”
“Enough,” I say, doing my best to bluff her.  “Now, it’s your turn.”
“If he told you, there’s no need in me repeating it.”