Twisted Pieces (Back Down Devil MC #5)(42)

There was knock at Jace’s door and it slowly opened.

Blaine smiled and Griffin gave a thumbs up. Jace threw the finger.

“Sorry, bro,” Blaine said. “About last night, too. She walked in…”

“I don’t care,” Jace said. “What do you want?”

“Chief Jerry wants to talk with you in private,” Griffin said.

“Private?” Jace asked. “Last time anything private happened, I was taken to prison and forgotten about.”

“I’m going with you,” Blaine said.

“Me too,” Griffin said. “Miller is out on a run at the coast with Gaige and Nate. Landon and Shay are working their way along the Eight Under area, just to make sure they aren’t dipping into the drug bullshit. We are out there, man. We are trying. But right now, the chief wants you.”

“I’m supposed to just trust this?” Jace asked. He gently eased out of the bed, leaving Jordyn to sleep. “You know what I’m up against?”

“We all are,” Blaine said.

“No, you all aren’t. She’s in my bed. I get that it looks good, but what you don’t get is what she’s doing for the club. What Strokner is doing to her. What I’m trying to protect her from. If I don’t get some answers and I don’t get her away from Strokner soon, he’s going to hurt her. I can’t let it happen. I made a promise not to let that happen.”

“Bro,” Griffin spoke softly, “we are all trying here. Chief called for you. If you don’t show up, he will come here. With backup to make it look legit.”

“If he puts me in a cell, I’m f*cked,” Jace said.

“I know,” Griffin said.

“There’s something bigger going on,” Jace said. “Tell me you both know that."

“I’m right there with you,” Blaine said.

“Like that shit with Caius,” Griffin said. “That’s what we’re going to be up against anymore.”

“Not if we just kill whoever is in the way,” Jace said.

Griffin put a hand to Jace’s shoulder. “Easy now. A lot of us want to take Strokner down. But the time has to be right. You know that. He’s not just some guy. He’s a big wig. Just like Caius. It took us a lot of effort to set up Caius’s death, didn’t it? To make it look like someone took him out after a deal gone wrong. We’ll be doing it again, I think.”

“I don’t care,” Jace said. “If he’s f*cking dead, he can’t hurt Jordyn. And he won’t stick his nose in this club anymore. He’s setting us up. He had a meeting with some other suits about our land. He told Jordyn we put bodies there.”

“Oh f*ck,” Griffin whispered.

“Yeah.”

“Just go see the chief,” Griffin said. “Then you’ll be back here.”

“Bullshit,” Jace said with a grin.

“We’ll be outside,” Blaine said. He pulled Griffin back. “Go take care of that beauty in your bed again.”

Jace shut the door and hung his head. Maybe this was the reason he had untied Jordyn from the bed. Because of this moment. He wanted to protect her, but that would be impossible if he was behind bars. That would mean he’d have to rely on one of the guys to do it. That pissed him off even more.

By the time Jace turned around, Jordyn had her eyes open. She was on her side, pieces of her hair sort of in her face. She was a goddamn dream. Jace touched his chest and felt his heart racing.

“Good morning, babe,” he said. “How much did you hear?”

“You’re going to jail,” Jordyn whispered. “And then you’re going to kill Mr. Strokner.”

“One is true and one is probably not true,” Jace said. He walked over to the bed and sat down. He touched Jordyn’s face, moving her hair behind her ear. “I have to go see the chief. I’ll have Blaine and Griffin with me.”

“They can’t help you if you’re going to be arrested,” Jordyn said. “What if this is about the evidence?”

“Don’t think about it,” Jace said. “I’d like to believe if there was anything new, it’d go the correct legal route. Lawyers and all that bullshit.”

“Do you think that would really happen?”

“No,” Jace said with a grin. “But I have to go. He’ll come here with officers and shotguns. Not fun for the clubhouse.”

Jordyn squeezed Jace's hand. “I’m scared. Of all of this.”

“I know you are. It’s okay to be scared. Because when I end all this and you see that I’m able to protect you, it won’t matter.”

“It doesn’t matter right now, Jace. The way I feel…”

“Hold onto that for a minute, babe. Okay?”

“Can you do something for me?” Jordyn asked.

“What?”

“My grandmother is dying,” Jordyn said.

"What? Is she sick?"

"Cancer. She's been a fighter for a long time now."

“Like you?”

Jordyn smirked. “Yeah, like me. She raised me my entire life. I took the job with Mr. Strokner to make her proud. I can't bear to tell her what he turned out to be. That's my fault. But I can show her that I made her last wish for me come true..."