Outlaw - By Nicole James Page 0,28
around the side.” Cole nodded his head back toward the clubhouse. “You should take a look.”
“Let’s go,” Birdman agreed.
“Come on, bro. You gotta see the paint job,” Cole said to AJ.
AJ fell in with them.
Angel noticed that Cole’s brothers followed behind them.
When they reached the picnic table where Mack was now sitting, Cole turned to her, and said, “Wait here, darlin’.” Then he gave Mack a look.
Angel watched as Cole and the group moved on around the side of the building into the darkness.
Mack pulled her down on the seat next to him. He motioned with his head, and several more guys followed Cole. Mack turned to her. “You sure about this?”
She nodded.
He studied her eyes a moment, and then stood up, leaving her sitting with three other brothers.
Angel watched him walk over to the porch, and say something to Wyatt, whom she remembered. Wyatt turned, and said something to one of his guys. That guy motioned to another, and suddenly the stereo was turned up to the volume where you could barely hear conversation. Then Wyatt and Mack both headed around the building.
It was a long time before Cole came back. When he finally did, he was with Mack and a couple of the others. They sat down at the table. Someone got them all a beer. Cole put his arm around her, and pulled her close, and kissed her forehead. “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
“You were right,” he confirmed, looking into her eyes.
She nodded, afraid to ask what they’d done to him.
Cole looked away, taking a hit off his beer.
“Chuck came by earlier,” she informed him.
He slowly lowered the bottle, looking back at her. He nodded. “He’s next on the agenda.”
Wyatt came back around the corner with some of his guys. He looked over at the table, and jerked his head toward the building.
Cole and Mack both got up, and followed him up the porch steps, and inside. The volume on the stereo was suddenly turned back down.
They were inside for a long time.
Angel was getting really tired. She drank the last of her beer, and set the bottle down on the table, yawning.
“Want another beer, darlin’?” Crash asked her.
Caught yawning, she smiled at him, and shook her head. “No, thanks.”
“Okay, babe. I’m gonna get me one. Be right back.” He grabbed her empty, and got up, leaving her there with several of his other brothers.
Angel put her hand to her neck, massaging it, and rolling her shoulders, her eyes traveling around the grounds. She froze as she spotted Chuck standing across the yard, watching her. Hugging the flannel shirt tighter around her, she tried not to tremble.
He smiled an evil grin at her.
Tearing her gaze from him, she glanced up at the porch, and saw that Cole was now standing there, staring at her. His eyes slid from her to where Chuck was standing. She watched as the look on his face hardened, and he stepped off the porch heading toward Chuck.
Angel noticed a couple of his brothers following at a distance.
Cole walked up to Chuck, his hands in his pockets. “Hey, man.”
“Hey, Cole. It hasn’t been two weeks yet. If you’re looking for the rest of that money-”
“Naw, man. I said I’d give you two weeks.” Cole looked back at Angel. “It was a good trade, actually.”
Chuck looked from Cole toward Angel. “How’re you liking her?”
Cole looked back at her, then turned back to Chuck. He nodded, smiling. “She’s a handful, alright. You weren’t kiddin’.”
They both laughed.
Cole lit a cigarette. “Sure would be nice to get my hands on some more like her.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
Chuck nodded. “Well, I’m sure I could find you some more. Maybe you could cut that debt down.”
Cole nodded. “Maybe.” He took another hit off his cigarette. “She told me some story about an Asian guy you bought her off of.”
“She did, huh?”
“Yeah. She did. Is it true?”
Chuck shrugged.
“Maybe you could hook me up with this guy.”
“Yeah. I don’t think so,” Chuck replied, shaking his head.
“Make it worth your while. Mack’s talking about opening a cathouse. I get some young pussy like that. Make the place. I clear your debt. We cut you in for a piece of it.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t know the Evil Dead were into running pussy.”
Cole stared him down. “Dead Souls don’t know all our business.”
Chuck nodded.
“Can you get me a face-to-face with this guy?”
Chuck thought about it a minute. “Sure. I guess.”
“Where’s he at?”
“Here and there.”
Cole nodded, seeing Chuck wasn’t going to give up too much information. “How far we got to ride?”
“Not far.”
“Think