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The weight of guilt I’d carried for years when it came to my brother eased, loosening something tight in my chest. “Yeah? Really?”

He grinned and slid his shades back over his eyes. “Yeah, brother. We’re good. But.” He pointed at me, “that’s the first and last time I ever run guns for you.”

I flashed him a grin. “Noted, brother. And… thank you for stepping up.”

“You’re welcome. It’s what family does, isn’t it?” He tipped his chin.

I smiled. Yeah, it was.

“Tell me about your woman. Is it serious?” he asked.

I thought about Juju. Her strength, her protectiveness, her capacity to love. The way she’d embraced the club and everything it stood for.

“Yeah, Micah, it’s serious. The ring and babies type of serious.”

“No shit.” His eyebrows lifted in shock.

I chuckled.

He smirked. “Well, fuck me, my big brother’s all grown up.”

I threw my head back and laughed. Micah joined in. And for the first time since I’d found out about him, I breathed easy.

No more anger. No more resentment at being left behind. He was right. Our mother was weak. Time for regrets was over.

There was a storm brewing, and I had a feeling we were going to need every ally we could get when it finally hit our town.

CHAPTER 24

JUJU

Things settled down after the excitement last weekend. The club was still changing. It was time, and it was needed. I knew my influence had been a big part of that.

Zero ran full background checks on all the current Tarts and found nothing, so they were reinstated. Rita accepted the position of clubhouse manager. It was what she’d been doing anyway, and I knew she was grateful for the extra money that came with it.

Roberta was still in the wind, but Zero found her daughter. I had no doubt we’d find Roberta too. What he uncovered about her daughter and the foster care she was in didn’t sit well with Jude, Zeke, or Abel. She was removed from the home and was now safe.

Glacier still had to explain why he and Jude kept their lives separate. I wasn’t an idiot. I could make an educated guess. It made sense. It was cleaner the way they did it. Their separation didn’t extend to the women, though. Raylee and I made sure of that. I’d be friends with who I wanted, as long as it didn’t hurt the club.

Winter had arrived. We all bundled up in our winter gear and prepared for Thanksgiving the following week. I couldn’t wait to see my family. They were closing the feed store and were all joining us.

I cleaned the apartment above the feed store with Harriet and Rita for everyone to stay in except Fin. He’d be staying in his new room above Glacier’s garage. I was hopeful he’d want to stay when he saw it.

Selfish of me, I knew. But I missed my boy.

The feed store was far busier than I’d expected, which thrilled me. I did better when I was busy. It also meant our loads were diversified. In the future, it would be harder for the Feds to track deliveries since my family wouldn’t be sticking to a schedule. They’d still be delivering guns, but now the deliveries would be random, making it harder for the Feds.

Gabe was pulled over on the last delivery. We let it happen. It was safe enough at the moment. The next gun delivery wasn’t scheduled until next year.

One thing was certain—Agent Reynolds wasn’t giving up. It was strange that it was just him. He had a team but for the most part they left Bitterthorn alone.

He was beyond frustrated with us. We knew he had an agenda, though we didn’t know what. Well, those of us without dicks didn’t know, but I had an inkling that Glacier and the rest of the brothers knew.

I was sure it would come out eventually. Glacier knew I was better off knowing if danger was coming my way so I could protect myself.

That was a worry for another day because we had businesses to run. And today, we were doing a job none of us was fond of.

It was inventory day for both the hardware store and the feed store. Rita came in to help Harriet and me. The hardware store took the longest and needed more than two pairs of hands. Besides it was more fun when the three of us were together.