“I’m not going to go anywhere. I learned my lesson when I tried to get up last time, remember? Plus, there’s nowhere for me to go. No one from the club has called me or stopped by. I don’t have an assignment. Hell, you don’t even need me to do your blackmail bidding. I’m not good for anything, let alone anybody.”
Gloria conceded that he was right. She had his phone next to her at all times in case she needed to make a quick getaway. It was silent from the day she broke into his place to this very moment. Not even a text message or email. It was probably a safe bet that him trying to get back into action was not even going to work if he tried. No one wanted a broken motorcycle club member around. What good was he to them?
“Okay. Then I’m going to go to Jackman’s for a couple hours just to check in on Jordan and pick up some envelopes. I’ll run to the store, too, and pick up a frozen pizza or somethin’ since my pasta-making doesn’t live up to your expectations.” Gloria was only halfway through when she got up to grab her purse and her brown leather coat from the living room floor. She couldn’t move quicker. “I’ll see you when I get back, okay?”
Vinny smiled enthusiastically as he whispered, “Have fun.” He watched her open the door and head downstairs. He waited in place, his hands wrapped around the blanket, as he listened for the sound of her car starting up and pulling out of the apartment complex’s driveway. When he had his confirmation of her departure for good, he slowly pushed off of the couch, the pain of his broken rib ripping through his side.
He took two giant breaths, sucking in as much energy as possible, as he took his first steps forward. Gloria had supported him whenever he walked, and now he was forced to get his legs back to working order. With every painful step, he willed himself to go one more, to walk faster, to move more swiftly. He wasn’t going to get very far fast if he couldn’t even get himself to his bedroom to dress and then down the stairs to where his motorcycle was parked.
But he managed it. His escape plan had worked. Now he just had to figure out how to get back on the motorcycle and to the Horsemen’s headquarters before the meeting could start.
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