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remained on his body, including the scars no one could see.
The fucker from Zero’s past had raped the brother, and since then, Whizz hadn’t
touched another soul. From what Tiny heard, no woman could get close enough.
The women he whose beds he shared were taken and no risk to the man. He doubted
Whizz would ever be the same again.
    Last Tiny heard he shared Kelsey and Killer’s bed as
he woke up in the middle of night with nightmares. Tiny wouldn’t admit to
anyone that the other man had also shared his and Eva’s bed, after Kelsey gave
birth. Whizz was never alone. The brothers wouldn’t allow it, and the women
were always taking care of him.
    He moved from bed to bed. Tiny and Eva had taken him
in, Murphy and Tate also. The only people Whizz hadn’t been with were Angel and
Lash, but they were away on a much needed vacation.
    “What do you want?” Whizz asked.
    “Find me everything you can on Frederick Gonzalez,
including every little detail of the people around him.”
    Whizz nodded, turning toward the door.
    “Keep Sandy and Stink with you.”
    The other man didn’t stop. He closed the door behind
him, leaving silence in his wake.
    “Fucking hell, he’s dead inside,” Devil said.
    Looking at his friend, Tiny nodded. “Yeah, he’s dead
and has been for a fucking long time.”
    “He’s been through enough. Whizz will not be helping
anyone out for a long time,” Alex said.
    Usually when a brother became useless he was voted
out. Whizz’s case was not the same. He wasn’t on drugs or drinking too much.
Whizz had been tortured in the club’s name. No one was ever going to kick him
to the curb.
    “I don’t give a fuck what people think about him.
Whizz stays.” Running a hand down his face, he jerked at the knock at the door.
“Who is it?”
    “It’s Butch.”
    He frowned, turning toward Alex. “What the fuck is he
doing here?”
    “I don’t know. Maybe he listened to us.” Alex took a
seat to the left of the office desk.
    The door was opened, and there stood Butch. Tiny
didn’t know whether he wanted to beat the shit out of the bastard or give him a
hug. Ever since Butch had left a month ago, this place hadn’t been the same.
Every time the door opened, he expected Butch to be standing there wearing his
jacket.
    The leather cut was still in Tiny’s bottom drawer. He didn’t want to burn the jacket. Tiny wanted his man to wear
it.
    “I thought you left,” Pussy said, standing up to shake
hands with Butch.
    During one of their visits to Piston County, Butch and
Pussy had hit it off.
    “I’ve left, and I’m not coming back.” Butch looked at
Tiny. “I’ve got shit to tell you. I don’t know if you’re going to like it or
not.”
    “Private or
not?” Tiny asked.
    “Private for
now.”
    Turning to Devil, he opened his mouth to speak. “No
need, Tiny. We’ll wait outside for you.”
    The Chaos Bleeds men walked out of the room, closing
the door behind him.
    “You still got a nut on for a woman?” Alex asked.
    Butch glared at the other man.
    “Do you want Alex out of the way?” Tiny asked, glaring
at his friend.
    “No, he can stay. I don’t give a shit what he says
about Cheryl. She’s a sweet woman, and I’m not going to let him get to me.”
Butch took a seat. “Frederick Gonzalez, I’ve heard of him.”
    Leaning forward, Tiny was listening.
    “I don’t have any family. My dad was part of an MC a
long time ago. You might have heard of it, Savage Brothers?” When Tiny and Alex
shook their heads, Butch shrugged. The two clubs may never have interacted as
there was quite a distance between them. “I don’t know everything that happened
or why exactly. All of the club is dead.”
    Tiny frowned. There was no way an entire club could be
dead.
    The Darkness is dead.
    But The Darkness was taken out by them. Surely, an
entire club, a functioning club couldn’t be taken out so easily. There were
men, even part of The Skulls, who didn’t reside in Fort Wills, like