“Melissa, Pea’s wife and old lady, she has a black eye, and she wouldn’t tell me who gave it to her.”
Saint cursed.
“You won’t see it unless she’s had a bath. She’s covered it up. I asked her if it was Pea, and she said it wasn’t. Who would give her a black eye?” Sarah was worried for the other woman. Melissa, she was filled with confidence, and she was such a nice woman. Yes, she had manipulated Penny in the beginning, but she was still a good sister.
“Shit, I’ll handle it.”
“Saint?” He had already hung up, and she growled, pissed off with that fact she was being left in the dark. She liked Melissa. Whoever was hitting her was going to feel her wrath just as much as the whole club was going to. If Pea didn’t do it, then there had to be someone else. She didn’t get the whole wife beater vibe from Pea. Sarah had no doubt that if he did hit Melissa, the whole of the club would find out why.
For the next hour she dealt with the odd customer while also dealing with more stock. In the year she had been away, nothing much had changed in the overall running of the shop. When Elena walked in after ten, Sarah bombarded her with questions.
“Wait, what? Melissa has a black eye?”
“Don’t you know anything?”
“I’m not an old lady of the club, nor am I a biker for them. I’m only Saint’s sister. I hope Mel’s okay.”
“I hope so as well. Call Saint, try to find out what happened?” Sarah watched and waited for Elena to put the call through to her brother.
“It’s going straight to answer phone.”
“Then call Pipe. See what he can find.”
“I can’t manipulate my husband.”
“Excuse me but what else are husbands for, unless they’re screwing your brains out?”
“That’s not fair.”
“You kept me waiting for over an hour so you could orgasm. Seriously, I’m being fair.”
Elena rolled her eyes and made the call to Pipe.
She stared at her friend as she spoke to Pipe. Seconds later, she ended the call. “He doesn’t know anything, and he reminded me he’s still the Prez of the Hell’s Wolves. Saints and Sinners are a different club.”
“You should tell him to suck his own cock from now on.”
“Sarah!”
“What? Do you know I had to spend a lot of time listening to you two fuck?”
“Pipe gave you headphones to listen to music.”
“He made me feel like a child.” Sarah shook her head. “I don’t know how Bluebell can handle it.”
“We’re good parents.”
“I know, honey,” Sarah said. “I was only teasing.”
Elena nodded. “We’ll know something when they do.”
Sarah blew out a breath and got stuck into her work. The time passed, and it was only at lunch time that she saw any sign of one of the MC members. Ralf walked into the door carrying two wrapped foil trays.
“Hey, baby,” he said, and he was whistling. It was creepy.
She shook her head. “What’s going on?”
“I figured you’d want something to eat. You’ve not been to the diner and you usually are, so I got your favorite.”