“Fine,” Tiny said. “We’ll get him to the hospital.”
The words were by no means comforting, but she wasn’t going to argue with him.
“I’ve got your back, Butch. I’m going to make sure everything is okay.” She was going to stay by his side until all of this mess was cleaned up. Tiny wasn’t at war with Devil, but the two were not getting along. She’d heard Butch tell Gonzalez that Devil and Tiny were at war.
Why didn’t you take care of this?
****
Standing outside of Butch’s hospital room, Tiny was so f**king angry. The bastard was alive, barely alive. He didn’t know what Butch had been trying to do, but he was sure going to find out.
“None of it makes any sense,” Zero said, standing with them. Cheryl wouldn’t let any of them in the room, probably out of fear of what they would do. Tiny couldn’t blame her. He wanted to kill the bastard, but he needed to find out the truth before he decided to end one of his men. Gonzalez was dead, and the threats he posed were all dead.
He, Ned, Alex, and even f**king Devil had planned today down to the last detail. Civilians in his town had died because of his interference, and he was f**ked off. This should have been clean and finished, not like the way it went down. The Savage Brothers may have come from a f**king MC, but they didn’t act like it. They were f**king amateurs.
“Tiny and I had Butch gathering information from Gonzalez,” Alex said, speaking up for the crew to hear. Sasha was sobbing against Pussy, who was badly bruised and beaten. There had been a lot of men to fight off. Sasha had hit the deck, and Pussy had stayed in front of her, fighting. Tiny, in between everything that happened, had seen the couple. Pussy was holding her tightly, whispering against her head.
Lash held Angel tight to him as the woman shook in his arms. She was a lot stronger than people gave her credit, even him.
No one knew where their women were being kept. The club had agreed on the warehouse, but Tiny wasn’t willing to risk the safety of his woman in case Butch had taken them elsewhere. He truly thought Butch had taken them to the warehouse. Frowning, he wondered if they were in fact at the warehouse. With everything that went down, he’d not even tried to contact Eva. The only person who knew the details were Cheryl and Butch, at least if they weren’t at the warehouse. She was keeping their location very close to her chest. Unless there wasn’t a different location and she’d said what needed to be said in order to get them to help with Butch. Fuck, he didn’t know what to do anymore.
Pulling out his cell phone he dialed Eva’s number, and it went straight to voicemail. He was pissed, scared, and he didn’t know what to do. Every time he called her, there was no answer.
He didn’t see any reason to stop Alex from explaining everything they had planned. Gonzalez was dead, but knowing that didn’t fill Tiny with happiness. In fact, he was f**king angry. The Savage Brothers were alive, and he wanted them dead. They had come into his town without his f**king permission, and now he had blood on his hands because of them. He didn’t give a shit about what they’d suffered years ago. There’s always a way around getting revenge, especially in his f**king town. He’d fought off so many other clubs intent on taking on Fort Wills, and the Savage Brothers were no different. Tiny wanted them all dead, and Butch was going to help them. He wanted the truth, and he wanted that truth now.
“It seems Butch wasn’t working for just us,” Alex said. “I had no idea he was talking to another club. I should have looked into it.”
“No, he wasn’t working for us,” a blue-haired woman said, appearing in the room. Tiny recalled seeing her blue hair in the town hall. What the f**k was she doing here?
Whizz tensed up. “What the f**k are you doing here?” He was speaking Tiny’s thoughts aloud. The man was refusing to be cleaned up. He was determined to wait for Sandy to fix up the cut along his side. Whizz was a stubborn bastard when he wanted to be.
“You’re one of them,” Tiny said, glaring at her. It was against his principles to kill a woman. He never killed women, but with his anger right now, he was more than ready to kill.
“I had to come and make sure you didn’t kill Butch.” She had her hands fisted at her sides. “He didn’t give away your location. Danny—he’s our leader—he found out that Gonzalez was at the town hall today. I tried to get him to stop, to back off, but he wasn’t listening. I’m sorry about what happened and for the damage we’ve caused. There was no talking him out of this revenge. He’s been determined to get what he wants for a long time. I did try, but he wouldn’t listen to me. He’s not trusted me for a long time.” She stopped, and Tiny saw her eyes were on Whizz. “Butch isn’t a traitor. Danny asked him, and he talked about their fathers and stuff. He’s a loyal Skull. Please, don’t take this out on him. I promise you all, Butch didn’t want to hurt any of you. You shouldn’t kill him or hurt him. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
Tiny looked at the door to see Cheryl standing in the doorway. “He didn’t want to help the Savage Brothers,” Cheryl said. “He was scared, and by the time he realized what he was doing, he was scared that you’d turn on him. After everything that happened he didn’t want to tell you for fear of what you’d think. He knew The Skulls was his home. He just wanted to end Gonzalez. That man had hurt all of us at some point, and another MC could have helped.” Tears were falling down her cheeks. “He’d never put any of you in danger nor would he put the women. They’re all at the warehouse outside of town. I lied to you so that you’d take care of him. He told me to tell you. He didn’t want you all here waiting for their location. I’m sorry for lying to you, but Butch, he means everything to me and to Matthew.” She wiped the tears away. “They’re all in comfort as well. Butch saw to that. He didn’t want any of the women to suffer. He followed your orders exactly, Tiny.”
Looking into the room, Tiny knew he had a choice. He could kill Butch or believe that the brother who’d been serving loyally for the last ten years truly had the club’s best interest at heart. Tiny had once been part of another MC, The Darkness, but they didn’t deserve any kind of loving loyalty. They’d been a bunch of monsters intent on causing pain. Butch had been part of a very different MC. For all he knew, Butch had been with a loving club that had been taken from him. Some of that club had survived. Fuck, he didn’t know what to do.