father.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Who is he?”
Chaos took several long gulps of water before capping the bottle. “Darrell Seeley. His road name is Einstein.”
Chapter Twenty
“What the hell, Kat. You invited Chaos over for dinner?” Gunner’s features contorted with confusion and hurt. “Are you seeing him?”
“What? Of course not.” Katrina hadn’t expected his strong negative reaction when explaining the reason she needed to head home. At his stiff glare, she’d continued to explain about their shared background, how they’d been friends and nothing more. How he’d disappeared after high school. “I never thought I’d ever see him again. Certainly not in a hospital waiting room.”
Gunner continued to pepper her with questions, most of which she couldn’t answer. “I asked Gabe over so Mom and Brady could see him again.” She paced away, turning to look at him. “There’s just one man I’m interested in.”
“Yeah? And who’s that?”
“I’d think it obvious. I’m here for you, Luke.”
Features relaxing, he held out his hand. “That means a lot, Kat. I like you…a lot. I want to see where this goes.”
Going to him, she threaded her fingers through his. “So do I.”
Bending down, she brushed a kiss across Gunner’s lips. She’d stayed while they moved him to an open room, helped him get comfortable, and sat next to him as he choked down an early dinner. It was then she’d mentioned Chaos. An obvious mistake.
Placing his right hand behind her head, he kept her in place, ravaging her mouth in a hot, hungry kiss. Katrina didn’t know how much time passed before his grip loosened.
“I want more,” he breathed against her lips.
Straightening, she ran a hand over his chest, feeling taut muscles under the thin cotton gown. “So do I, Luke.”
Placing his hand over hers, he squeezed. “Which is why I’m out of here tomorrow.” The determination in his eyes made her doubt the doctors would protest too much.
“Janie will let me take time off to get you home. I’ll make dinner.”
“Stay with me tomorrow night, Kat.”
A shudder of excitement rolled through her at his invitation. She had no intention of refusing. “All right. If you’re sure.”
“Darlin’, I’ve been sure for a long time.”
Chaos drove his truck to the Snowden house, not wanting to draw attention by riding his bike. Seeing his father had shaken him more than he’d admit.
Wrath had been stunned at his relationship with the Disciples’ national VP, confirming Chaos’s belief neither his prez nor Grayson knew of his past. If it wasn’t for his exemplary record as a SEAL, the disclosure could’ve cost him his slot in the Brethren. Possibly his slot on any team, east coast or west.
The information he’d provided would lead Chief Bettencourt in a different direction in his investigation. The somewhat convoluted spider web of data would guide the Eternal Brethren in preparation for fighting the Disciples and the South Side Gang. He still had a hard time believing Zeus had the Disciples into such an explosive association. A failed partnership which threatened people Chaos cared a great deal about.
A three-way call with Grayson had ended any discussion about how much to tell the Snowdens. The admiral insisted on keeping them in the dark about Einstein’s news. Telling them might trigger panic, encouraging them to run again. The Brethren couldn’t protect the family if they bolted. Chaos had to agree.
Parking in front of the modest house, he took a minute to look around. The car used in the hospital shooting was nowhere in sight. It didn’t mean the shooter and his companion weren’t watching. Changing vehicles and disguises took little effort.
Pulling out his phone, he took several shots of the area, sending them to Wrath and Raider. The state of the art equipment at the clubhouse might spot a threat not obvious to the naked eye.
“Are you coming in?” Katrina’s voice rang through the evening air.
Grinning, he walked the path toward her. “Nice place.”
Bending, he kissed her cheek before stepping inside to see Teri rush toward them. Taking her in his arms, Chaos spun her around before setting her down.
“It’s about time we knew what happened to you, Gabe.” It was said as tears pooled in Teri’s eyes. “You look good, considering.”
“Considering?”
She moved to his side, touching the large patch on the back of the leather cut. “Eternal Brethren. Isn’t club life one reason you left Vegas?”
Deflecting her question, he asked one of his own. “Would you rather I remove it?” He began to do just that when Teri stopped him.
“No, it’s fine. Dinner’s about ready.”
“Do you want a beer,