by Vera Quinn
“How did you get the papers signed? Did you find Karen? This has to be legal and on the up and up. I won’t take any chances.” If he has found Karen, I want my hands around her throat. I know she is behind this.
“No I haven’t found Karen, but I’m not looking anymore.” Whiskey has got to be kidding me. I will do this myself.
“Why the hell not? Do I have to do this myself?” I am beyond pissed. “I don’t explain myself to no one, but I will tell the deal I made with T-Bone.” Why the hell would he be making deals with T-Bone? There has to be more to this. “I’m listening.” I know Whiskey is not going to like my hostility but right now I just don’t care. “Listen boy, you may not give me respect as your dad, but you will damn sure give it to me as the President of the BlackPath MC. Now just shut that anger down.” My patience isn’t the only one’s on edge.
“I had a sit down with T -Bone right before you called for help. He brought the papers I had faxed to him signed and notarized. He won’t give me Karen. He wasn’t there when Tommy was killed. I saw him on surveillance tape at a strip club. I had it checked out and no tampering. He said Karen didn’t, but has no proof of it. She’s as dirty as sin. She signed the papers that gives you a clear path for adoption in exchange for we don’t go after her, but if she is seen back here she’s ours. We leave T-Bone alone until we link him to the murder. This is my thinking. Karen has to stay gone, therefore you can get the adoption finalized in the shortest time possible. After that is done we can dig back into it. T-Bone thinks he is free so we can keep digging there and if we get info he’s history. T-Bone wants to know who took his brother out. I told him we didn’t have answers.”
This isn’t how I want to handle this, but it may be the best way to keep Callie safe and get the adoption done. After the adoption we can get our vengeance. “Tell T-Bone it was me who killed Chaz. No way does he find out it was Callie.” If he found out, he would then go after her. “Are you sure? I have already told him Chaz killed our prospect and we killed Chaz.” That makes it better. An eye for an eye. I know TBone won’t stop digging until he has a name.
“I am asking you to give him my name. I can take it with a target on my back, but not Callie’s. And after the adoption is over I will have vengeance for Tommy. I swore it on his grave. Baby Girl cried it on his grave. It will be done.” I won’t sugarcoat this for no one.
“I agree. Tommy’s death will be revenged.” Trent has come up behind us and he has the same hate in his voice as I do.
“Me, too. Tommy was our brother and Callie is everyone’s Baby Girl. If it takes my until last breath, they will burn.” Blake speaks up.
“So be it then. We are all here for whatever you need Cam. The club included. Settled.” Whiskey has put his stamp of approval on it. So the first part of Never Ever stops for now. Never Ever pt. 2 will be in the back of Catching Forever. Callie & Mason’s story will unfold and how Cam becomes Chief. Until then…….
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Catching Forever BlackPath MC BOOK 2
By
Vera Quinn
Chasing Forever
Author Vera Quinn Copyright 2016 ©Vera Quinn
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Table of Contents OTHER BOOKS BY VERA QUINN CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 25 CHAPTER 26 CHAPTER 27 CHAPTER 28 CHAPTER 29 CHAPTER 30 CHAPTER 31 CHAPTER 32 CHAPTER 33 CHAPTER 34 CHAPTER 35 CHAPTER 36 CHAPTER 37 CHAPTER 38 CHAPTER 39 NEVER EVER CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
Callie Dra is squatted down in front of me, “Darling where is your man? By the application you gave me you’re only eighteen, and you’re pregnant. Why are you by yourself?” This man is digging too deep.
“I don’t ask questions and I don’t like to answer them. I’m not running from the law and that is all you need to know. Now I need to leave so I can get on the road.” With that Dra gets up and goes over to the president and Mrs. Clark comes and sits beside me. I squeeze her hand and go to get up and the glorious darkness takes me under again. I feel like I am floating and I’m peaceful and I embrace it.
**** I don’t know how long I’ve been in the darkness but I feel a cool cloth on my forehead and I open my eyes to the bright lights and the hell that has become my life. What do I tell these people? I hate to lie as much as I hate being lied to, but sometimes it’s necessary. The trick is knowing
how to tell the difference. I don’t know these people, so unless they ask me outright, I will keep everything to myself.
“Hey sunshine. You’re back with the living. Lie still, we sent for Dr. Evans.” Dra is hovering over me, I know I need to get out of here, but I need to make sure I’m ok to travel first. I’m taking no chances with my baby.
“What happened? All I remember is darkness.” I look to Mrs. Clark, ignoring Dra. “Sweetheart, how far have you traveled? Have you been eating? You know this sort of thing is normal sometimes when you’re expecting a baby. You have to be careful. At least you have youth on your side.” Mrs. Clark is trying to give me reassurance, but it really isn’t working. I hear a noise and see a big man with a doctor’s bag walking into the room. He looks at Mrs. Clark and then to me. His eyes drift to the blood trail across the floor. “That belong to either of you?” We both shake our heads no. “Who does it belong to? I might need to tend to that one first.” The doctor looks to us for an answer, I see the president and Dra are both waiting on my answer. I don’t give one.
“Ok, then. Who’s my patient?” I guess if the doctor is used to this and he’s not concerned, I’m in the clear for now. He knows not to be nosy, so maybe he won’t ask questions I can’t answer.
“Well Dr. Evans this little lady is your patient. She’s expecting and she passed out on us. Will you give her a once over? I owe her a lot.” Mrs. Clark takes the lead in the talking position. The more I keep my mouth shut the better off I’ll be.
“Ok, Ms...?” He leaves it at that. “My name isn’t important, just that my baby is ok.” I know he’ll see my real name on my medical records if I have to show them to him. There’s no getting around that one.
“Ok. Let’s get the basics out of the way first.” He moves over to me and first checks my pulse and my pupils. Then he sticks a thermometer in my mouth. “We’re going to have to have a little privacy for the rest of the checkup.” Dra and the president get up and walk out, but Mrs. Clark hangs back.
“Dear, do you want me to stay or go?” Mrs. Clark is asking me, I know I need to talk to the doctor alone, even though I wish she could stay. “I’ll be ok Mrs. Clark. Thank you, though.” I know she wan ts to stay, but she’ll go now. As soon as they have all left the doctor looks at me with concern. I know he is going to try and get all the information out of me he can, but I also know I won’t give up more than I have to.
“Ok, now for the easy part. Will you give me your name?” Like that is the easy part. “Dr. Evans could you just give me a once over so I can go? My name is not important right now.” He is looking at me skeptically, but starts his examine with generic questions that I answer honestly. He takes my pulse again and checks my heart and eyes and so on. Then he walks to the door and my audience walks back in.
“She seems fine. She just needs some rest and good food. She’s more secretive than your club is, though. Never seen a woman who didn’t like to hear herself talk. This one is definitely different.” He smiles, but you can tell he just wants out of there. “Young lady get some rest and do a follow up with whoever your primary care doctor is.” With that the President hands him some money and he is out of the door. While the president is taking care of the good doctor, Dra comes and stands over me while Mrs. Clark sits in the chair across from me. Soon the president walks over and joins us. He sits in a chair next to Mrs. Clark.
“I’m Hawser, the president of the Troubled Fathoms MC. I’m only going to ask you questions once, so answer honestly. We mean you no harm, so get that thought out of your head, but we will not put up with lies. We owe you a solid, so let us help you.” Hawser seems like an honest man to me. He’s cut the bull out, so I decide I need to stay as close to the truth as I can without giving everything away.
“Sir, I am not trying to disrespect you, I will answer direct questions, but I can take care of me and mine.” I say this looking straight into his eyes with no attitude at all. I hope he heard it all, because my voice seems to be failing me and it’s barely above a whisper.
“Ok. Let’s start out simple. What’s your real name?” A hard one right off the bat. Hawser knows this is the base of nearly everything. If they find out my name, all they have to do then is do a background check. I have to make a quick decision, but I know if they search my things they will find my medical records, so I know honesty is the only way to go.
“My name is Callie Steel.” I give a short direct answer with no attitude what so ever. “You running from someone? Hiding from someone? What trouble is following you kid?” Hawser has all the good questions. I know all their eyes are on me, and he is not going to give up until I spill it all. I feel better, but my head is still kind of swimming. I just need to sleep, and if I have to give them something to go on, then that is what I’ll do.
“I’m getting away from a man that married me under false pretenses. I found out that almost everyone in my life has been lying to me. I’m just trying to find some peace for my first trimester. That’s as short and sweet as it gets. No one is tailing me because I did anything wrong, I just will not be anyone’s victim or someone everyone can talk about behind my back. I’m not so much running away as regrouping, so I can go back and kick ass when I know my baby is stronger. End of story. I won’t be bullied or told what to do.” By the time I am finished I find myself really pissed off at having to explain myself to more bikers. I just need room to breathe and decide my next move. I chance a look at the two men and both have big grins on their faces. I don’t find anything to grin about in this situation.
“Ok, don’t get so riled up. You are full of piss and vinegar aren’t you? Who’s your ol’ man?” Dra thinks I’m hostile now, wait until I feel better. “My husband did not claim me as his ol’ lady. He just married me. Therefore, I don’t have an ol’ man. My dad is Chief from BlackPath MC.” I can see by the look on Dra’s face he recognizes the name, but Hawser does not look as if he’s heard of dad. At least that is working in my favor. If the president doesn’t know of him, then the club can’t have a problem with them.
“Do you know Chief Dra? I don’t think I have met him.” Hawser looks to Dra but Dra has a pissed off look on his face. What have I gotten myself into? “You came all the way from Texas by yourself? Why? What’s here?” Dra seems surprised, but I don’t know why. I’m pregnant, not sick. I still know how to drive. “How old are you again?”
“She’s from Texas? Does your dad know where you are? Kids these days.” Hawser is shaking his head like I have lost my mind. “I am eighteen, not eight.” I know I’m copping an attitude, but it’s not like I’ve gotten lost. “I am from Texas. My dad doesn’t know where I’m at, but I was pissed at him and I needed some distance. As soon as I am settled somewhere for more than a few hours, I will call him. It’s a long complicated story and I am too tired to go into it right now. Just know I love my family and I will call them soon. My husband will be hearing from my attorney. Actually, he probably already has.” Dra snorts and Hawser doesn’t look amused.
“You need to call Chief today. I know he is worried about you. Your Tommy’s sister, right?” I don’t say anything but just nod my head yes. “You will call Chief today. I met him, Tommy, and I think Chief’s brother, Driller, about fourteen years ago through Whiskey. Dad do you remember Whiskey? I was about sixteen then. Chief was a good man.”
“Whiskey and Rye did our club a solid. Damn that’s been a long time ago. You’re Whiskey’s family?” Hawser looks me over looking for a family resemblance. He’ll find none.
“Chief adopted you after Tommy was killed. Sorry about your brother.” Dra is filling his dad in and I appreciate the sentiment about Tommy. Everyone liked my brother.
“Does this mean I can stay here and rest and then hit the road when I feel better?” I can only hope. It’s too soon for me to go back. “What it means is you are from good people, but we still have to check you out and you have to call your dad or I will.” Hawser gives it to me straight, I have to give him that. I know I need to q
uit worrying dad, but I’m still just so mad.
“I’m going to go back to my room now and get a nap. When I wake up I will get a bite to eat and call my dad. Is that ok?” I know I have a balancing act to do here, but right now all my mind is on is sleep.
“Dear, you need to stay in my apartment here with me. It’s small but I have a guest room. It’s not much, but this way I can keep an eye on you to make sure you don’t pass out again. Please? I know you’re an adult, but you need some mothering right now.” Mrs. Clark has stayed quiet through all this, I know her offer comes from a good place.
“Mrs. Clark I couldn’t impose on you like that. I’ll be fine. My motel room will be just fine. Thank you for the offer. It’s very kind.” I honestly like this lady and don’t want to hurt her feelings.
“Nonsense, missy, you are staying here with me. I will fix you some vegetable soup while you rest. Vegetables cure all that ail you. Dra will you get her bags and bring them here?” Mrs. Clark is hard to resist and I don’t want to hurt her feelings. She reminds me of the grandma I missed so much.
“That sounds like a fine idea. Dra tell one of the prospects to get her bags, but missy, you are calling your dad now. I know you’re tired, but once he hears your voice you don’t know the relief he will get. I’ll talk to him after that and you can sleep.” I know there is no use in arguing with Hawser and I will feel better after I hear dad’s voice, too. I never knew how much I would miss him. I reach for my purse and my phone but Mrs. Clark takes it from me. “She needs to rest first, and then she can call, surely you can wait that long.” Mrs. Clark looks at Hawser like he better not mess with her, but I can’t let her do that. I won’t come between the two of them and talking to dad will make me feel better, no matter how mad I am. I catch Mrs. Clark’s hand and take my purse back and give her a weak smile. “Mrs. Clark, it will be fine. I need to call my dad. I know he is scared out of his mind and I need to put him at ease. No matter how mad he makes me, I love him, and I know he loves me. I will rest better after I talk to him. He always makes me feel better.” I reach inside my purse and get out my phone and dial my dad. It only takes two rings and I hear the voice that has always been home for me.