Taming Coyote - E.C. Land Page 0,15

to be in a sleeper. It guarantees his feet are covered with the rest of his body. It’s what Momma told me when my little sister was born and I’d asked.

Shit, thinking about Cara makes me feel even more guilty, because I haven’t called her in a while or vice versa. I get the last time I saw her she’d been pissed at me for dragging her out of a frat party. I went to visit her that weekend and when I didn’t find her, I’d had Nerd check her whereabouts. Let’s just say it was hilarious when those little college boys tried to go against Shadow and myself.

Cara had been fuckin’ pissed saying I’d embarrassed her. Way I see it, I kept her from doing something stupid. Being that she’s eight years younger than me, I’m more than a little protective.

I’ll have to remember to call her soon to see if she’s coming for Thanksgiving. Being that she’s in her first year and trying to stay ahead of the game, I’m sure she’ll probably try to use that as an excuse not to come.

Picking Cody up from the changing station, I lay him in the bassinet for his nap. It doesn’t take long before he’s out. Grabbing the baby video monitor, I head back out of the room. Wanting more than anything to go back in the room Tinsley is in, I hold myself back. Momma B will let me know when they’re done.

I don’t know what’s going on with me but it’s fuckin’ with my head.

Something inside me changed the other day after finding Tinsley on the floor. Never in my life have I felt the need to protect someone that wasn’t attached to the club or my sister. But seeing her that way, it was a punch to the gut I never want to experience again.

If I close my eyes, I can still see her crumpled on the floor, face bloody, body black and blue, her hair sheared.

Shaking my head, I head toward the main room of the clubhouse. Spotting several of my brothers sitting at one of the tables, I head in their direction.

“She awake?” Ranger is the first to speak up as I take a chair, spin it around and straddle it.

I nod my head as I cross my arms over the back of the seat. “Yeah, she woke up. I don’t know what they did to her, but she’s fuckin’ scared.”

“You know what I want to know?” Venom asks.

“What?”

“She’s a nurse, right?” At his question I wonder where he’s going with this. “Why wouldn’t she want to go to the hospital? I mean I know it’s where she works and probably would have been embarrassed but fuck, she needed a fuckin’ hospital.”

“Could be she’s scared they’d find her there,” Shadow states.

“Who are we thinking?” Whip asks.

“I’m betting Milley’s brother. Nerd do we have any new information on him?”

“Everything that I’ve found so far on Milley has shown she was an only child. No name showing for the father. Mother was a drug addict that died when she was about five. Went to live with her aunt. Now, aunt, she had a son, but I highly doubt it was him.”

“Why do you say that?”

“He’s incarcerated,” Nerd shrugs.

“Doesn’t mean he couldn’t send someone after her. We all know those walls are thick and words can get through to the outside. What’s he in for?”

“Rape and murder.” Nerd says, stiffening in his seat. “At eighteen he raped a fourteen-year-old girl before slitting her throat.”

“Fuck,” I whisper yell.

“You're telling me. I take a lot of shit. See a hell of a lot but reading the report I wanted to throw the fuck up.”

“What report?” Stoney asks from where he was standing directly behind Shadow. Rachel in the crook of his arm.

All of us look from Stoney to Rachel and back again. This isn’t something that any of us want her to hear.

“Doll, give us a minute,” he commands softly, removing his hand from around her when she nods silently and goes out the front door, letting it slam behind her.

I don’t know what’s going on with them but something’s up. Normally when they're together, Prez doesn’t let her out of his sight. Didn’t matter if we were in the clubhouse or not.

I lift a brow in question when he grabs a chair and throws himself into it.

“Don’t fuckin’ ask,” he mutters as he turns his attention back to Nerd. “Now, what report.”

“A report on Milley’s cousin who is