“If we don’t have them, we can send one of the prospects to get them.”
Looking up at Reggie, he smiled at me and said, “Go ahead, baby. Go with Raina and the other ladies. I’m sure they would love to have your help, and I can’t wait to eat whatever you make.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” He said, kissing my lips before letting me go. Walking away with Raina, I turned back to see Reggie whispering with Doolittle and Ravage.
Seventeen
Player
As soon as Catarina walked off with Doolittle’s woman, I asked, “What’s going on?”
“Ghost is waiting for us in Church,” Ravage said.
“Is Savage here?”
“Yeah,” Doolittle replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “He’s drunk, but he’s here.”
“We better hurry. Ghost wanted us to wait for you.”
Nodding, I followed my brothers into the clubhouse.
We entered church to find it standing room only.
Everyone was here.
Chapters from all over had arrived for Kitty’s funeral. I spotted Savage sitting next to Ghost, with Vicious next to him. Healer standing behind him holding another damn syringe. I swear that fucker liked jabbing people with those things. I couldn’t wait until it was our turn to stick his ass.
“Player,” Ghost said, then pointed at a chair. “Sit.”
Doing as instructed, I said nothing as Ghost slammed the golden skull on the table and said, “Alright people, shut the hell up. We’ve got a lot of shit to get through and not a lot of time. First, Reaper is on his way home. He will be arriving sometime late tonight. Chaos, I need you to make sure Jake is at the airport waiting for him.”
Chaos nodded.
“Okay, tomorrow is going to be a big day. We are all here for Kitty’s funeral. Reaper wanted nothing but best for his Vault, and she will get it. Understood. He is giving her a Golden Skull funeral, and all of you know what that means. I find anyone fucking off or not pulling their weight. I will personally kick your ass and then take your fucking patch. This isn’t a joke. Kitty was one of us. She gave her life for this club. We all owe her.”
“Where is the fucker?” Savage growled, interrupting Ghost.
No one said a word.
We all knew who he was talking about. Yet no one said a fucking word. The man was grieving. He’d lost his sister. He wanted retribution, and we all knew he would stop at nothing until he got it.
Savage may be a fun-loving, stand-up guy who loved to joke around and have fun, but all bets were off when it came to Kitty.
The church door opened, and a very tall, very angry man walked in. I had only heard of him but seeing him standing there shocked me. However, when Savage looked up and saw who entered, he jumped to his feet and shouted, “It’s all your fault! You killed her!”
Vicious, Chaos, and several others grabbed Savage, trying to contain him as Ghost said, “Come in, Sandman. You need to be here for this too.”
“The fuck he does. My sister is dead because of him!”
“Savage!” Ghost roared. “Enough. Kitty was his sister too.”
“The fuck she was. She tried to get him to come with us, and he chose to stay, and because of that, my sister is dead.”
“He didn’t kill her!” Ghost shouted, getting in Savage’s face. “Now sit the fuck down and shut the hell up before I have Healer stick that fucking needle in your neck. I have a lot of shit to go over, and you are not making this easy.”
“Sandman, find a seat and sit.”