Page 21 of Ghost
“Um, we don’t know anything. What the fuck is going on?” Cash asked. “Why is Amber on lockdown?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“What the fuck do you mean, you can’t tell us?” Cash stood from his chair, and we all sat wide-eyed as our president and VP faced off with each other.
“Just what I fucking said!”
“Prez, we need to know what’s going on if we are going to protect Amber and our women,” Jack pointed out.
“Listen, you all know how much I hate fucking secrets. But right now, I am trying to protect you all. I need you to fucking trust me.”
“Nav,” I called out.
My brother looked up, and I swear he had a deer-in-the-headlights look but it was gone too fast to be sure.
“What do you know about Amber?” I asked.
“I gave King all the information on Amber when I did the background check. There wasn’t much.”
“You haven’t looked into her further?” Gunner asked.
“There wasn’t any need to. Amber is solid. Whatever is going on, I trust King.” With that, Nav went back to his computer. The fucker definitely knew more than he was sharing.
“What does Amber have to do with Sypher?” Cash wasn’t letting it go.
“I can’t fucking tell you. No one but Sypher and one other person knows what I know. The other person is only a threat if something happens to Amber. And we won’t let anything fucking happen to her.”
“Doesn’t Amber know?” Gunner asked.
“No.” King sat in his chair. Looking over at the brothers in the room, he asked us, “Do you trust me?”
“Yea, we fucking trust you,” I said. My brothers followed behind me until it got to Cash. “Brother?”
He glared at King. “This was why we fucking left, brother. Don’t start this shit here.”
What was he talking about? We left because we wanted to get out of the outlaw shit. I looked at King, and he stared at Cash.
“As soon as I can tell you, I will. I don’t like this fucking shit any more than you do. But I have to protect her. I gave my word.”
Cash let out a heavy sigh. “Ok.”
That was it.
It was done.
We all trusted King; there was no question about that. He told us what he could. And the rest of the club wouldn’t know anything more until they needed to.
It was what they signed up for.
It was what we all signed up for. When we agreed to join the Silver Shadows, we understood there would be times we would have to follow our president on blind faith.
This was one of those times.
When we walked out of church into the main room, the brothers were scattered around. Ryder had taken Ellie and the girls home. Beck, Sam, and Rachel were on the couch with Amber.
King said Amber didn’t know what was going on and why she needed to be protected. But how could she not? I understood not knowing who you needed to be protected from. But not knowing why didn’t make any fucking sense.
I sat at the bar with Bane. He wasn’t as bad as the club brother who dropped him off led us to believe. He was gruff, and he drank a lot. But fuck, we all drank a lot.
