Sitting on his nearby hog, Dice revs his engine to warn another car is headed this way.
“You’re those crazy criminal bikers from McMurdo Valley!” Hulk Hogan hollers. “They’re probably going to sell the kids into human trafficking!”
I imagine these stupid people bullying Landry. In an ideal world, I’d go berserk on these two bitches and the assholes playing shit safe in the car. Just like Neal, the men aren’t so brave against a real threat. If Landry was standing here instead of me, those same jackasses would be in her face.
Ruin shifts slightly as if aware I’m about to punch someone. He snaps his fingers and signals Smokey to get moving. Hulk Hogan looks me in the eyes, fearless against my rage.
“Landry’s a lying cunt,” she says as if we’re two girlfriends shooting the shit. “The bitch probably broke Blair’s arm and got the girl to lie. She’s always slapping those kids around. One time, I came over to find they hadn’t been fed all day. She doesn’t clean, won’t cook, and is a former druggie whore turned drunk loser. Whatever she told you is a lie. You’re being conned, boys.”
“Nomad, you know my policy on hitting women,” Ruin says calmly. “I really hate to have that shit on my conscience.”
Glaring at the women who tormented Landry, I grumble, “I do not suffer from such weaknesses.”
“Are you threatening me?” Hulk Hogan demands, stepping closer and glaring in my face.
“Yes.”
“I’m telling the police.”
“Okay. We’ll bring them over to my place to see Blair. They can arrest your brother and stick him in jail. Then, we’ll hire someone to become his bunk buddy.”
“Are you threatening us?” Clown Tattoos demands.
Ruin surprises me by chuckling. When I frown at him, he shrugs. “They’re just so fucking stupid. I mean, how have they not killed themselves with a fork yet?”
“Are you insulting us?” Hulk Hogan demands.
Trapped in their moronic loop, I look back at where Armor and Smokey flank the sisters on their way to Ruin’s truck. The Jordans also walk out with the final load. Clown Tattoos tries to grab one of the boxes.
“What are you stealing?”
Until we took their money and power, the Jordan family was at the top of the food chain in McMurdo Valley. Now, the family is no more than mud people, living on the south side of McMurdo Valley where nothing grows. These rough assholes will hit women without a second thought. I think maybe Clown Tattoos sees this fact on the face of whatever Jordan she’s challenging.
Backing away, she still yells at them while Hulk Hogan calls me a bunch of names. I nearly put her on the ground when she calls Landry a diseased whore and claims the kids are too ugly to be Neal’s.
“She cheated on him!” she yells and laughs. “She’ll cheat on you, too. Idiot fuckers.”
Ruin bumps me and gestures toward my hog. “Let’s get out of here and go to your place.”
“Why are you coming?”
“I want to have lunch and meet your special gal,” he says while the Copper fucks keep yelling at us.
“I don’t have enough food.”
Ruin smirks. “We’ll make do.”
“Landry’s dealing with a lot. She doesn’t need you around.”
“Who are you ashamed of in this situation, her or me?”
Without missing a beat, I reply, “You.”
“I know how to handle myself around skittish women,” he says and gestures to where Selene and Yazmin sit in his truck with the cat.
“Landry needs time to rest.”
“Wait, are you worried she’ll find me intoxicatingly sexy?” he asks, chuckling as my temper grows. “Is your bad attitude spawned from insecurity over your sex appeal?”