When Detective Stanza walked toward her front door, Adley ran up on the porch, standing in front of him.
“You do not have the right to enter my home. I am requesting that you leave and that another detective be assigned,” Adley said loudly. The older patrol officer who had been talking with Macy walked over and stood by Adley.
“It looks like you need to leave, Detective Stanza. I’m a little confused about why you are here. I was notified Detective Harrelson would be in charge of this case,” the officer said.
Adley appreciated the officer standing up to the detective because the look in Stanza’s eyes had worried her.
“I heard the call and decided to help out,” he grumbled.
“Well, it seems like Ms. Pearson does not want your help. Please leave the property as she has requested,” the officer said.
Adley and Macy stood by the officer while waiting for him to leave. Once he’d driven away, the officer motioned to the house and took them into the front room to wait for the correct detective.
Adley shivered as she sat down. Having Stanza here so quickly and not being the detective assigned to the case bothered Adley. Macy grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and settled it around her shoulders. Tonight was going to be a long night, and then they wouldn’t be able to stay here. They’d need to go to Macy’s or their mom’s.
Who the heck had it in for her, and what could they possibly want?
Chapter Ten
Justice stood leaning against the wall of the waiting room. Ariel and Pit may have thought it was going to go fast, but they’d been here five hours. Ariel’s mom and dad, Baron and Regina Shields, along with her brothers Roam and War, had shown up with their wives and kids. Ariel’s brother Brew lived at the Texas Chapter of the Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC and was expected in another two to three hours, depending on how fast he was driving.
Most of the MC had come to the hospital. Ian was asleep in his carrier. He’d been fed, changed, and held for hours. His mom wassitting with his carrier beside her, making sure no one woke him up to hold him.
“How’s it going?” Justice asked War as he leaned against the wall beside him. War had served in the military and as a police officer before going home to take over the MC from his dad. He and his wife had their first baby last month.
“I thought I knew what love was when I found Remi, but that little girl has me wrapped around her fingers. She has no idea that nighttime is when you sleep, but all I can see is the little girl that I would burn the world down to keep safe. I have a new appreciation for Locks training his girls to take over the bail bonds because I want to wrap Amelia in cotton wool and keep her safe forever,” War said.
“Yep, Ian hasn’t been in my life long, but I couldn’t imagine not having his smiles. Andyeah, so with you on burning the world down for him. In my head, I want him helping run the MC someday, but right now, I just want him happy and safe,” Justice said.
War grinned when his phone went off. “Brew’s close by but saw an all-night donut shop open and wanted to know how many people are here. He’ll be in all their good graces getting them sweets tonight. He’s probably trying to make up for Mom having to fly down there and help them with the clubhouse.”
Justice chuckled. Ariel had cackled listening to her friend, Beth Franks, tell how she’d told Regina how nasty the Cider Creek Clubhouse had gotten. Regina had flown down in the club’s helicopter, landed on the property, and proceeded to rip the guys a new one for not keeping the club nice. She’d made a chart and had everyone helpget it perfect before they hired the executive assistant for the clubhouse and brewery to be in charge of cleaning companies and providing meals for the members. Justice and Pit had laughed until Justice teased Pit that Regina would be at their club when Ariel had the baby. Pit had made the prospects clean the club even though they had a weekly cleaning schedule with a company.
They might all be big, bad bikers, but they adored their mothers and didn’t want to disappoint them.
Pit walked out of the swinging doors with the biggest grin on his face.
“Ariel is doing great, and we have a healthy son, seven pounds four ounces, who is perfect. Give us a couple minutes to get some stuff cleaned up, and then you all can come back and meet Theodore William Lawson. We’re going to call him Teddy,” Pit said,wiping the tears off his face. Justice walked over and pulled Pit in for a hug, patting his back.
“Our dads would be so pleased to have your son named after them,” Justice whispered.
Pit nodded. “Ariel and I wanted to honor them, but she said she has no problem if you want your next son’s name to be William Theodore to honor your dad and mine.”
Justice nodded, his throat a little full at the thought of what his dad and uncle would say about this next generation. They’d be cheering here right along with Baron.
Justice stepped back to let the others hug Pit. A hand on his shoulder had him turning. Tack stood there with a look on his face that worried Justice.
“Hey, after you see the baby, you might want to check on your lawyer. Adley’shouse was broken into by three assailants. One got away. Adley and her sister shot and killed the other two,” Tack said.
“Thanks, Tack,” Justice said, walking away from all the loud laughter. He dialed Adley’s number.
“Hello,” Adley answered.
“Hey, Tack just told me what happened. Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes. It’s been an evening,” Adley said.
“I’m at the hospital getting ready to see Pit and Ariel’s son, but then I’d like to see you and check on you,” Justice said.
