“Yeah, you know him, too?”
I scoffed. “Stretch and I went to high school with him. Works the gate at the impound. The guy isn’t even a cop.”
“Fucking hell,” Yarder groaned. “Here I was hopeful that the guy was actually going to be able to help us.”
“Well, if your car got impounded, I’m sure he could maybe help, but I don’t think he is going to be able to get any info on the explosion.” Though maybe I was wrong. Stretch kept in touch better with Benny than I did, so maybe he knew something I didn’t. “I don’t think it will hurt if Stretch talks to Benny, I just don’t think he’s going to get much info.”
“Stretch already took off to talk to him. I guess we’ll just wait to see what he comes back with. Compass was going to talk to the Bone Hawks.”
“The MC up in Oklahoma?” As far as I knew, we didn’t have anything to do with those guys. Why would they be able to help us?
“Yeah. Compass’ cousin is the prez. They have connections that we don’t,” Yarder explained.
“Connections that could get us into shit we don’t want to be in?” I asked. “Is this another solo decision you made, or are the rest of the guys in on this?”
Yarder sighed heavily. “We had church this morning, Cue. I didn’t call you in because I figured you had enough to deal with from last night. The rest of the guys are cool with talking to the Bone Hawks. Throttle said you would be, too.”
Well, I guess that was okay. As long as more than Yarder and Compass were making decisions, I was good with whatever the club wanted. “So we’re dipping our toes into shit?”
“We’re probably already in that shit, brother, seeing as someone just blew up the gym. No sense in burying our heads in the sand when we can do everything in our power to get ahead of this before it happens again.”
“You think this is going to happen again?” I had promised Olive it wouldn’t, but it was hard to stop something that you didn’t know where it was coming from.
Yarder clicked his tongue. “I fucking hope not, but I gotta believe that whoever did this wanted to do more than blow out the back of the gym. The explosives were rigged to go off when the door opened, so they obviously wanted someone dead or at least badly hurt.”
“Maybe it was a message,” I suggested.
“Yeah, well, we got it loud and clear. Now we’re going to do everything we can to make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
“Shitty timing for all of this to be happening when the show is set to start soon,” I sighed.
“And that is why we need to take care of this now. Compass is going to talk to his cousin, and I’ll let you know what he finds out.”
“What am I supposed to do until then?”
“What I told you to do,” Yarder grunted. “Keep Olive and her kid safe. The last thing we need is anything happening to them and have it fall back on the club. We take care of our own, and that includes them.”
Yarder ended the call, and I shoved the phone into my pocket.
“So I went to call Faye but realized I don’t have a phone.”
I jumped a little and turned to see Olive standing on the other side of the screen door. She had managed to sneak up on me. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and she was still wearing my shirt.
It looked good on her.
Real good.
“I also would like to know how you are going to get a burger and onion rings delivered here. No one delivers here,” she pointed out. She motioned around us. “In case you didn’t notice, we’re not in the middle of town.”
I figured that out when I went to order, and they told me I had to pick it up. “I have my ways, doll.”
She pushed open the screen door and plopped down on the rocking chair in the corner.
“You’re moving pretty good after being blown up yesterday.”
She rolled her eyes and rocked back and forth. “I don’t really have much choice. If I sit around doing nothing, it’s going to be even harder to get going. Did anyone find my phone when they were putting out the fire?”
“I think you can take a day to rest, doll, and you’ll be fine.”
She shrugged. “Maybe.”
“And no one found your phone. We can head to the phone store after our lunch gets here if you want.”
“How is our lunch getting here?” she asked again. “Pidgeon?”
“You know you’re kind of all over the place, doll?” I chuckled. “Good thing I can keep up with you.”
“I have a lot going on in my head,” she said simply. “Who is that?” She nodded to the end of the driveway and a motorcycle turning in.
“Delivery boy,” I laughed.
Dice parked behind the van and pulled a bag out of his saddlebag.
“You had one of your friends bring us food?” she laughed. “I should have figured that, or you paid the restaurant an obscene amount for them to deliver.”
I had initially tried that, but Dave’s Burgers shot me down without hesitation. Dice was my second choice, and he thankfully didn’t say no. I think he was curious to see Olive, and this gave him an in to meet her.
“You fucking owe me,” Dice called. “We were out until five this morning fixing Faye’s car, and I’ve only got about two hours of sleep because Yarder is on a tear trying to figure out who the hell blew up the gym.” He held the bag out to me and stood at the bottom of the steps. “You in the middle of nowhere with only one other person looks mighty good to me right now.”
I grabbed the bag and hitched my chin to Olive. “This is Dice.”
She gave a little wave. “Thanks for being the delivery boy and for helping Faye. I was going to help her when I got done cleaning the gym, but something came up.”
Dice chuckled. “It’s for the best we went to rescue her because I’m pretty sure you both would still be on the side of the road. The chick pretty much had her whole engine taken apart by the time we got there. I don’t know what the hell she was thinking.”
“She was thinking she didn’t want to have her ex help her, so she was going to do everything she could to get the car running,” Olive explained.
“Anthony?” Dice asked.
Olive stopped rocking, and her jaw dropped. “He showed up?”
Dice nodded. “About an hour after we got there, he rolled up half in the bag with some chick driving him.”
“No,” Olive gasped.
“Yup,” Dice chuckled. “Dude sobered up pretty quick when he realized he wasn’t going to embarrass Faye with some chick who acted like she didn’t even like him.”
“He was mad?”
Dice nodded. “Pissed as fuck. Stayed for about two minutes and then took off in a huff. Though not before he called Faye a bitch, and Fade knocked out one of his teeth.”
Olive clasped her hands together and smiled wide. “Oh my god, I freaking love you guys! That is exactly what Faye needed to happen to get it through Anthony’s thick skull that she is done with him. Though he should know they are done since he cheated on her.”
“That dude cheated on her?” Dice asked. He shook his head and whistled low. “What a fucking idiot. That chick is lightyears better than he is. He should have been thankful she gave him the time of day.”