“One more thing. I catch you anywhere near Kidd, I’ll bury you alive,” I say, meaning every damn word. I may not have wanted to be his Old Lady, but that’s exactly what I am, and I ain’t sharing.
She gulps. “Kidd’s like family.”
I have to roll my eyes at that. “I know Kidd dated your sister, but he’s not your family, so you need to keep your ass away from him. Do you get what I’m saying?”
She nods and her eyes go to the floor. “Yeah.”
“Stay behind the bar until I decide you’re ready for the stage. No going off with guys until you’ve been tested and I have the results. Now get out of here. You’re on soon. ”
CHAPTER Eighteen
Kidd
I’m sitting in my office when Reese and Chipper walk in. I can tell right away that something is wrong. “What’s up?”
“Let him tell you.” Reese shakes his head before tilting it towards Chipper and walking to fridge to grab a beer.
I look in Chipper’s direction and shrug, letting him know that I’m not going to ask twice.
“None of the boys I’ve talked to have seen Timmons around, but three of the club girls have.” He lets out on a frustrated breath and sits down. “There’s a reason why he’s laying low with the club, but making sure the girls know he’s around.”
I hear Reese snort and look towards him. “You got any theories?”
He looks towards Chipper then back to me. “Sure do, but I can’t tell you a fuckin’ one of them.”
“What the hell do you mean by that?”
He tilts his head towards my brother again. “Like I said, let him tell you.”
I jerk my head back to Chipper and growl out, “I’m tired of this shit. One of you is going to tell me what’s going on, and you’re going to tell me right fuckin’ now.”
He shakes his head. “I made a promise to Pop.”
Reese walks across the room and gets in Chipper’s face. “Gun is dead. Jenna’s not, at least not yet. What’s more important? Keeping your word to a dead man, or protecting the woman you think of as a daughter?”
I’ve had enough of this bullshit, so I don’t wait for my brother to respond. I reach to my side, pull out my gun, and then aim it straight at Reese. “I can’t kill Chipper. He’s blood. I love you, man, but if you don’t tell me what’s going on with my woman, then I will put a bullet right through your skull.”
Just as I expected, Reese doesn’t even flinch. Instead, he just shrugs. “Gotta die sometime, but I have a feeling you’re going to need me soon, so you may want to put down that gun.”
“What I need is to know what in the hell is going on,” I say without lowering my arm.
“Put the fucking gun down, and I’ll tell you everything,” Chipper says, sounding defeated.
I lower my gun and nod to Reese, letting him know this was my plan all along. “Tell me.”
“Timmons wants Jenna, and he’ll do whatever he has to do to get her.”
Since Chipper opened the flood gates, Reese decides to add his two cents. “He’s hurt her before, so I don’t doubt he’ll hurt her again.”
“What the fuck?” I shout. “What the hell did Timmons do to her?”
“I don’t know everything,” Chipper says in a voice filled with pain. “He was there right along with Rig. From what I hear, Rig just went along with whatever Timmons told him to do.”
I don’t respond. I don’t even take time to let the words sink in. Instead, I pick up the phone and call Brew. As soon as he answers the phone, I start to yell. “You get your ass down here, right now.”
“Kidd?” he asks.
“Yes,” I ground out. “I want you and Killer in Big Clifty this weekend. That gives you four days. If y’all ain’t here by then, you both can step down. I’ll be placing my own boys in your spots.”
I slam the phone down without giving him time to ask questions. I then look towards Chipper and Reese. “Spread the word. I want Timmons taken out. I don’t care how it’s done, but I do want to see the body.”
A slow smile spreads across Reese’s face. “I think I can do that for you.”
I shrug. “I don’t care who does it. I just want it done quickly.”
I look to Chipper and say, “Step down.”
“What?” Reese and Chipper say at the same time.