Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 154

Fixer POV

The guys left.

I didn’t need to be in the club listening to the excuses; it was for the men to have this meeting, and I didn’t mind being excluded.

As much as Jenny and Melony tried to get me to go shopping with them, I see no point when I didn’t need anything, we only recently bought new clothes, surely she doesn’t need more. Glad it was her money she was wasting. Since she’s been getting an income, Jenny has been buying new-season clothing, makeup, and shoes, and the list goes on. Her closet was full of clothes, and ,some still had price tags. I never understood that.

“Fixer, what are your plans? We have much we can go over, if you have the time.” Tandy called out from the room, which had been turned into an office we shared.

“Nothing planned, want to see how the building was going, how soon that pad would be finished, and whether Gramps had organised a pilot for me to meet yet.” I wasn’t in the mood to travel. When Grams phoned asking me to visit again, I refused, said I had too much to do, maybe later. She didn’t argue, but you could hear her disappointment.

“Come to the office, we can answer those questions.” Uncle Simon was sitting at his desk, busy on his computer. Tandy headed to his desk, my desk sitting there waiting for me, but for some reason, I had been avoiding it.

“Simon, it’s time.” Uncle Simon put up his hand, showing two fingers, and said, “Give him two more minutes.” We didn’t sit at our desks; instead, we sat at the small round table on the side. On the table were more files, and the drop-down screen was down. Must be showing me something, I thought as I took in the screen; it would be out of sight.

“How do you feel?” Tandy asked as he got comfortable and waited for Uncle Simon.

“Tired, want the club issue over with, my phone to stop pinging all the time, I am not used to carrying two phones.” Yes, two. My personal one, and the one Gramps gave me, for his business, no, that’s not right, it’s my business now, but he will continue to oversee it, until I get settled in. If I thought what I had before was too much, this takes the cake. My mother’s side was nothing compared to my dad’s side.

“Understandable. I need to tell you. Your father loved you. He did. By this time, he heard about your mother, and he tried to get back; it was not like they could fly into the battlefield and pick him up and bring him home. He was deep in enemy territory, under fire, when he got the news. It took him another week to get out of the area. Then he needed to fly back and be debriefed before they let him go home. In the end, it was over a month before he made it home. They gave him bereavement leave, however. He was called back early. He never signed your custody over, so in a way, he could have come back and claimed you. We still don’t know why he didn’t. We all handle grief differently. Your mother was the reason Mason gave up his inheritance, or so he thought; losing his wife would have been a huge blow. Maybe he thought life was not worth living now she was gone; lost her, and his inheritance, and instead of seeing you as a mini her, Mason might have seen you as a reminder of what he lost. We can’t be sure, how he felt, but we do know he did come to visit often, he arrived late, but just in time for grandma’s funeral, he stayed out of sight, thinking you were settled with Sheila, and had Zoey to play with, him getting involved in your life would be confusing to you, he had said that once you were older, and able to cope, he would come and give you the truth. He didn’t know about the abuse; we never told him. His job was bad enough; it would break him to think you were being abused, and he had to return to service with that worry on his mind. It was agreed to keep him ignorant of it; you can lay the blame of that on our shoulders. We ‘made that call, your grandparents and I, at first things were fine, but over time, as Zoey got older, and her bulling streak started in earnest, the whole lie was too deep, Grandma was too sick to fight to get you back, and Grandpa wouldn’t have been able to take custody on his own, they would have frowned on him trying to take him from what the considered a stable home. They wouldn’t believe you were being bullied. It was a very mixed-up situation. The police officer and judge who took Barry’s side are no longer in power; we thought now we could put the case together, but I think your solution of taking the villains into custody was better.”

“Tandy, I am still confused and don’t understand. Dad should have come for me and made sure I was okay. He had time off; he could have come to me and asked if I was happy, but he didn’t.” I was not accepting their excuses for my father’s failure to ensure I was happy and safe.

“When you meet your dad. You can ask all those questions; he was young, hurt, and just as confused. Maybe the military was his escape from his pain, by replacing it with a pain he can deal with.” Tandy said as Uncle Simon entered the room

“The helipad will be completed by tomorrow, the hangar in another four days, and the bunkhouses will be ready by next weekend.” Uncle Simon gave me the update. He had been a godsend, working on the buildings, getting the permits. I know nothing about that side of it.

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