Lyon – Chapter 2

After Jared returned from running her home I called him into the office. I had a few questions I needed answered.

He was still all smiles and excitement, which led me to believe, there was more going on with them than he was saying.

“What’s up, Colt, you wanted to see me?”

and sit down.”

relaxed posture as he slouched in the chair.

the mill office.”

great asset I promise.”

u weren’t interested like that.”

ifer before, how’d that go?”

o, she’s like toxic.”

they turn into blood sucking leeches.”

she scare your little friend?”

not as much of a wimp as you seem to think, she can hold her own…”

fooled me…”

inds her way, but trust me, Kat’s an okay chick, and she knows bikes.”

er to ride when she was like fourteen.”

f before college.”

persona. What the f**k could be the issue with school?

hen we’ll give it a shot. How’s she getting here in the mornings?”

orking on it, and it should be another week at the most.”

e has a ride.”

, and two new bikes to get started.

ferent parts and tools.

might very well have had a line up of clients with deep pockets, but like I’d told her, I didn’t want any part of them if they were her buddies. Her circle was just not my cup of tea.

s, no thank you. My bikes were for riding, not showpieces.

something special lined up. Most of my guys had families that they needed to get home to.

n up.

a*s, then we left the ladies at home. A fight was no place for a female, and women’s rights could go f**k themselves if they thought differently.

use we’re a clannish bunch. The women were close, and

t happens when you have kids

n my crew was screwing over his old lady on my watch.

hen the rest of us looked out until such time as she got back on her feet.

and their kids out of the scumbags, so it was all good.

ew you were family, man, woman and child.

k V10 bike.

wer the phone son?”

y?”

ming to dinner or not?”

ast and potatoes?”

ow what time shall I expect you?”

“How does seven thirty sound? That’ll

vely dear. Are you bringing anyone?”

first to know.”

likes to dabble with the cards though she shouldn’t, well anyway, she swore to me tha

r in the first place, her predicti

idn’t defile your body any more since I last sa

nd please for the sake of my sanity be careful on that death trap you like to get around on. I don’t know what’s wrong with that perfectly nice Volvo I

in…”

uth.”

old mom, you gotta love her she never gives up.

beautiful.”

a timid little thing that I wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole.

***

ion, trying really hard not to picture her face every time mom mentioned Char’s predictions.

y head as I awaited her arrival. I needed my head examined for even going through with th

ith me, and I’m a hard task master. I like things done a certain way, and if they weren’t, I wasn’t always too kind in showing my displeasure if

nd gets emotional at the drop of a hat, then she was f****d.