“Damn near gave me a heart attack when she plowed her car through the gate, and I realized it was her. Fuck, I couldn’t get to her quick enough,” said Wolf.
Looking confused, smashed gate?
Chuckling, he pats me on the back.
“Your girl came crashing through the gate with her car while you were off looking for her. We’ll go over everything in church later. The main concern was checking she was okay and getting the medical attention she needed,” he explains, making things a little clearer.
Letting out a breath, I know I’m going to be pissed, but proud when I hear the full story.
“Come on, son, give her some time,” Doc says gently.
Pulling me away from her door, I head downstairs and back outside to play with Beau for a while before church. Kate comes out and joins in the fun.
A little while later, a prospect comes out to tell us it’s time for church.
“I’ll stay and play some more,” Kate says before I’ve even had a chance to say anything.
“Thanks, Kate,” I say, thankful for all her help.
Leaving Kate playing Peter Pan with Beau, I make a note to build him a treehouse like the one from the movie.
I head into church, seems I’m the last one in again.
“Alright boys, settle down. We’re all happy to have not only Carrie back with us, but also Kate. It seems like our Princesses are all finding their way home.”
There are a lot of cheers, hoots, and hollers from the brothers. Everyone is happy they are both back home safe.
“Carrie made a grand entrance. Seems she put up a fight and managed to drive from the cabin to the clubhouse. She passed out just before reaching the gates, causing her car to plow through them. I’ve got the prospects fixing the gate, but this gives us an excuse for a new, more secure gate. Sarg, I need you on that as our security expert. Maybe review all our security and see where improvements can be made,” orders Prez.
Sarg nods his head, he’s been mentioning updating our security for a while.
“I haven’t managed to speak with Carrie as I’m giving her time to heal and get used to being back before I ask her the hard questions. That isn’t going to be easy for any of us. I’ve spoken with Doc, and it seems Carrie figured it out that we have all seen the videos. She’s not happy about it and reacted badly. Locked herself in her room for now and will only see Beau. Let’s give her time. It is a lot for one person to handle. Doc has arranged for a female doctor he knows to see her. Hopefully, that will make her feel more comfortable,” continues Prez.
Doc nods and fills us in a little more.
“Helen Whitelaw is a trusted colleague and friend. She’s already seen Carrie and is running tests to check all is okay. We should have the results within the next few days as she’s put a rush on it. She’s also given Carrie a card from a psychiatrist named Tracy Wood, who is a specialist in these kinds of situations. Hopefully, Carrie will feel up to speaking with her so she can start to deal with what has happened to her and move forward.”
Wow, they really have been looking after my girl for me. It’s killing me that she won’t see me. The devastation I saw in her eyes when she realized we had seen the videos broke me. I never want her to look at me like that again.
“Thanks, Doc, keep us informed. Any other business?” asks Prez.
Now seems like a good time to raise my idea.
“I had an idea, Prez,” I say.
“Okay, son, the table is yours,” Prez replies.
“I’ve been thinking about our living situations. I have Beau now and want to spend as much time as possible with him. But I know I’m needed at the clubhouse. I had the idea of building our own street within the compound. We could build a few houses to start for brothers with families and then expand for single brothers or anyone who wants one. We can also keep a few for visitors. Kate could even have one so that way she would have her own space to come and go as she pleases, but she would be safe within the compound.”
A few brothers murmur from around the table about it being a good idea, helps me relax. I really hope they go for it.
“I like the idea. We would need to check finances and work out costs, but saying that, we don’t have much room left in the compound,” Prez says.
“I’ve thought of that. The large plot of land to the West of the compound has just gone up for sale. We buy that and expand the compound. That land is massive, and the price is low, so it would be a steal,” I add.
Prez smirks at me before shaking his head.
“You’ve thought of everything, son,” he says with pride in his voice. “Okay, get us prices, costs, time scale, and also a rough plan. If it seems viable, we’ll vote and get started,” Prez adds, putting an end to the meeting.
