Biker's Claim The Broken Angel is Mine (Cora and Jake) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125

Gunner POV

As the enforcer, I am usually near the front, but for some reason, for this run, Oddball asked me to be the road captain, meaning I would be the one at the back, ensuring we all arrive, no one left behind. To my surprise, as we headed down the road, Demetri stayed beside me, and his men in front of him. The two of us are guarding the rear of the pack.

I signalled to put his intercom on three. When Oddball wants to talk, he pushes the intercom, and that breaks into our chat, but on three, only those using that channel can talk to each other, and three was always known as mine. I can see on my screen when others are listening in.

“What’s up?” Demetri’s voice came crackling over the intercom.”

“I thought the four of us could talk while we ride today, ask questions about our lives, get to know each other better. We are going to be living together for a while, and I think this would be a great weekend to bond.” I spoke clearly, hoping the earlier crackling was just a bad connection. I don’t often have that issue.

“Sounds like a good idea.”

“Demetri, when we return, I would like to sit down and go through that box, that mum left me, and I would like Scones to be there too, she might have a female point of view, that I hadn’t thought of, there’s those letters to revisit and the ones I didn’t read, because, I was not ready to read or hear them being read out loud,” Cora said, she had taken an extra day off work, and won’t start nights till Tuesday, I get the impression that Cora has lost the interest of going to work, it’s not been what she thought it would be like, not because it’s busy, but because they have lumped her with all the children that come in, and I think she prefers to deal with all patients, not the ones no one else wants to handle. She was in charge and let some of the doctors order her about. Being new, she let them.

When she returns from her break, that will change, or she will walk. We talked about this in depth. Cora was reducing her workload, not increasing it. We won’t tolerate unhappiness at work.

“You want me to be included?” Scones firm voice came through like she was shouting over the distance,

between the bikes.

“I wouldn’t have mentioned you if I didn’t want you involved. You helped before, when I first arrived at the club. You know more about that than anyone.” Cora and Scones chatted for a while, giving both Demetri and me a deeper insight into what had been going on. Cora hasn’t shared the full information yet. Please send me her phone, the text messages, the phone messages, and the video. Now I know more about it and what I am looking for. I wasn’t the only one affected by their conversation; I heard Demetri growl a few

times.

When I had said we could use this time to get to know each other, I hadn’t thought it would go down that track, and reveal information that made me want to go and kill Jake and have those other two come back alive so I could kill them too, then her uncle, who I knew was a peace of work, but not to the depth that he was. Listening to the girls share their bad experiences, Cora and Scones covered a lot of ground, and by the time we stopped for lunch, Demetri and I were full of rage, hurt and sympathy for our ladies.

“That was an eye–opener,” Demetri said after we filled our bikes, pushed them aside, and went to pay for the fuel and find out which ladies were buying us lunch.

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“The letters, you know what was in them. Do I need to worry?” I asked as we found our ladies at a table.

“No, nothing dramatic, I covered the financial side I had organised for the baby, I didn’t know at that stage, if she kept it, or anything, but made up a trust fund for her, the business, for Dianne, and an everday account for them to use, which was the one that the uncle stole, from what my bank has told me, the trust fund to this day has not been touched. I kept saying how sorry I was to Dianne, how weak I had been for not standing up to my family, but she never replied, and the last letter was the one I sent when I divorced my ex. I guess she never opened any, because Dianne was a lot like Cora. Once rejected and hurt like that, they never look back. Her ex would have had no chance of getting her to return to him if Cora were the same as her mother. I knew Dianne would have forgiven me, in her own way, but would never let me back in her life.” Demetri stopped talking about it then, as we took a seat next to our ladies, our poor family. We, men, have a lot to do to ensure neither is hurt again.

“We bought steak burgers, fries, and coffee, but would you like something else?” Cora asked softly, knowing I eat almost anything.

“That’s perfect.” We ate, and talked, had some laughs, about different things that was amusing at the time, Demetri’s men came and sat with us, or nearby, watching the surroundings carefully, never really off the clock, I get it, I am sort of the same, watching anyone close, and checking out the trees nearby, looking for anything out of the ordinary, the snipers have us all a little jumpy. Demetri told me that two vans were out delivering what their drivers missed. That could spell danger, or it could be genuinely delivering to make up the shortfall. Either way, all of us were watching for glints of reflection where there shouldn’t be any.

“Time,” Oddball called out. I tried not to let it get to me that he was doing my job. Strike looked a little pale.

Cora noticed where my eyes were looking.

“Strike is feeling the morning sickness; she will be okay soon.” I nodded, surprised she was even out on the ride, thinking the first trimester was the worst for sickness for most ladies, and the most dangerous for miscarriage.

“Should she be on this ride?” I asked as I helped put Cora’s helmet on; she didn’t need help any longer, but I liked doing it.

“Why not? She’s healthy and should be fine. I’m sure if it were dangerous, Scrubs would have stopped her from coming on it. Look, he’s keeping an eye on her too.” Cora nodded toward the other side, where Bluey and Scrub were watching Strike and talking to each other. They must have felt our eye on them, because they both turned to look at us and nodded, as if answering the unsaid question.

On the road again, we would be another three hours before we made it to where we would stay for the night and have some food, games, and sing–alongs. These gatherings are always fun. The place we stop at, love our gathering, giving thern a share of the income that lasts over winter, and they get plenty of warning of the gathering. About twenty clubs will be there for the fun, and fights rarely break out.

This part of the highway was all curves and rolling hills; it was scenic, with the occasional smell of roadkill and the squawking birds, calling out, upset we had disrupted their meal, before they settled back on the side of the road to continue eating and fighting over the scraps. It was around four in the afternoon when we turned up the road that lead to our camping grounds, we were not the first there, but not the last either, Demetri’s men stayed close to us, until Demetri was told this was where we would camp, the chose right beside us, they could mingle among our club members if they chose to, but most made their beds close to us, if you looked closely enough, it appeared like they encircled Demetri and me, not that I was

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complaining, I am more than happy for the extra protection, for Cora.

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Music blared from a stage set up years ago and used at each event; our club put it there with the permission of the landowners, who allow us on their property three or four times a year. Food vans camped around the place, the smell of onions filled the place, and my mouth watered at the smell.

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Cora and I made our bed før the night, a small tarp secured to the bike and over the sleeping bags, two singles zipped together to make a bigger one, and tethered to the ground, with tent pegs, securing us from wind and rain, not that the weather man said there would be, but at night up here, it tended to get cold, and dew can gather on the ground overnight.