Rook's Control
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He bunched his brows. “Then who do you think they might go after?”
She licked her lips and stared down at the plate of food for a moment. “I’m afraid they’ll go after Bunny.”
His heart stopped in his chest. Tank hadn’t heard Bunny’s name in years. Hell, he hadn’t heard her name since he was in his twenties, not since the night they’d fucked and she’d left him while he slept. That was a sore fucking subject, and one he didn’t want to even think about let alone talk about. But he couldn’t let this go if Lila thought Bunny was in trouble.
“Bunny’s back in Thorne?”
Lila nodded. “Yeah, for about a year now. We became close again, and Spike knows about her. I tried calling her, warning her about this, but I haven’t been able to contact her.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah.”
“Damn, Lila.”
“I know, Brendan,” she exhaled. “I don’t know what happened between you two all those years ago, but I know it was bad. You were upset, and she was just … gone. She refuses to talk about it, not even now, but I can’t leave her alone, not when I know Spike and his crew might hurt her to get back at me.”
“No one is getting hurt, Lila. No one.” He scrubbed a hand over his face. “We’ll figure this out. We’ll make sure everyone is safe.” He’d find out everything, and when he had all the facts, he’d gather his club, his new family, and he’d hunt down the asshole that had hurt his sister.
Tank thought about getting the club involved, about the lengths they’d go to solve this. He stared down at the table, thought about his past, the people he’d connected with. He’d need to have someone help that could find out all the lowdown dirty shit going on with Spike and that wannabe club, and he knew exactly who to call.
“I’ll get a hold of Wrath.”
Lila’s eyes widened for a moment. “Wrath?”
He could hear the emotion in her voice.
“Do you still talk to him?”
Tank shook his head. “Not since right before he went into the joint, but I know he’s out now, has been for about a year. I have ways to get in contact with him.”
She licked her lips, and he could see her nerves heighten by her expression.
“Do you really think you need to get Wrath involved? You know the history between us.”
Tank saw the way her pulse beat harder at the base of her throat. Yeah, the “history” between them had to do with Wrath wanting Lila and his baby sister running from the big motherfucker. It might have been the past, and they all might have a history together in some way or shape, but it didn’t change how people felt. “We need Wrath involved, Lila.”
She broke eye contact for a second. “He’s dangerous, Tank, always was, even when we were younger.”
He grunted. “That’s why we need him.”
She looked back at him. “How do you even know he’ll help? If you haven’t talked in years—”
“He’ll help, that I have no doubt, especially if it concerns you. It doesn’t matter we haven’t spoken. If it includes getting his hands dirty, Wrath will be for it.” Wrath was dangerous, but he’d always had this soft spot, or as soft as a man like him could have, for Tank’s sister. Wrath would have killed anyone that messed with her, had even beaten a guy unconscious for grabbing her arm in a drunken move. No matter how dangerous Wrath was, when it came to Lila, he was always there, whether she knew it or not. That’s one of the things Tank had liked about the man, because he knew Wrath would lay down for Lila.
She swallowed, her throat working, her eyes slightly wide. “He was scary before going to prison, Brendan. I can’t even imagine how he is now, all these years later.”
“You knew he would have done anything for you when we were younger.”
She looked down, the clear emotion on her face. “That was a long time ago, Braden, and a lot of things have changed.”
This was true, but when it came to Wrath nothing changed. “You know he’d do anything for you, anything to make sure you were okay.”
She shook her head. “It’s been years, a long time.”
“Lila…” He stopped when she looked up at him.
“Things change, and time makes people different, even more dangerous.”
Yeah, Wrath had been one scary motherfucker back in the day, but that’s why he and Tank had gotten along so well. Wrath didn’t care about anything but getting a job done, but over the years they’d drifted apart as Wrath got more in the underground scene. The man started getting into the heavy shit, things that included drug trafficking, cooking up meth, and running guns.
That’s when Tank decided he’d back off, both of them going their own ways. They’d parted on good terms, and that’s why—and because of Lila—he was sure Wrath would have no problem helping out. Of course he wouldn’t know until he got a hold of the man. For all he knew Wrath was royally fucked from the years of working dirty, and then going to prison. But he needed to reach out, because Wrath had mad skills on getting all the dirty information on someone.
He stared at his sister, wanting vengeance for the shit she’d been through. Tank was a Patch now, and that meant he had backup, no matter what. When Tank got to that Spike fucker and his club, he’d wished he’d never even looked at Lila.
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