I nod. “Biche.”
Silence descends on the room for a moment as they all stare at me with shocked expressions and the anger slowly builds until it’s like another person in the room.
“That fucking bastard,” Storm seethes.
“Shit,” Smith mutters. “Henn, if we’d known…”
I shake my head. “It doesn’t matter now. All that matters is keeping Kady safe from this monster and making sure he can never hurt her again.”
“Henn,” Blaze cuts in, holding his hand up. “I know you’re pissed and believe me, brother, we understand because we’re right there with you but don’t go doing something that will get you locked up again. Now more than ever, Kady needs you here.”
“I know that,” I growl, clenching my fists on the table. Yeah, I know he’s telling the truth but that doesn’t weaken the rage I feel flowing through my body every time I think about the things he did to her for a whole damn year.
“How long?” Streak asks and everyone turns to him. “How long did he have her?”
“A year,” I answer, my stomach rolling at the thought.
“Jesus.” Smith shakes his head in disbelief as he rubs his hand over his face. “Is she okay?”
I scoff. “No.”
“I realize she’s not okay but did he hurt her?”
“I don’t know,” I whisper through gritted teeth as I picture her reaction when I asked her the same thing this morning. “She wouldn’t tell me.”
Blaze scowls and I meet his gaze. “How did she get away?”
“It was Bobby. He noticed she was missing a week or two after she was taken and he started working on his own to find her. When he realized Biche had her, he started working for him and got into his inner circle where he was finally allowed access to Kady.”
“Bobby…” Blaze whispers, shaking his head as he stares down at the table in front of him. “I always thought he left because he didn’t like the new rules.”
“I think he had to distance himself for Biche to believe that he was on the up and up. And you know how much he loved Kady. She was probably the only thing that could make him turn his back on the club.”
Streak shakes his head, a look of confusion etched on his face. “Why, though? Why would he go to all the trouble of kidnapping your girlfriend after he sent you to prison?”
“Kady said that we went to school with him and he apparently thought he was in love with her when I came along and stole her from him. When we were running drugs for his father, I outsold him and he blamed me for stealing his dad from him.”
“That’s fucking insane,” Smith growls and I nod.
“Yeah, but no one ever said Biche is sane.”
Storm nods. “That will make it harder to deal with him.”
“I don’t give a shit,” I snap, slamming my fists on the table. “He’s going to pay for this. No one and I mean, fucking no one, hurts my girl and lives to talk about it.”
“Henn,” Blaze sighs. “I get it and believe me, I’m feeling all kinds of guilty and pissed off but I need to caution you again to take a breath. We have to be smart about this.”
“Let’s see if you’d be saying the same thing if it was your woman he came after,” I snap and Storm glares at me, shaking his head. It’s then I remember the shit Blaze just went through. “Shit. Sorry, Boss.”
He shakes his head. “I get it, Henn. I really fucking do but you cannot go back to jail so we find a smart way to handle this.”
“Which is where I come in,” Streak adds, raising his hand. “I’ll start digging into every aspect of Biche’s life and I’ll find you the ammo you need. I promise you that.”
“Good,” I answer with a nod. “And thank you.”
“What else do you need from us?” Blaze asks and I turn to Smith.
“Kady already has motion sensors in, at least, one place on her property but she needs more security out there. I’m going to be with her as much as humanly possible but she still needs protection when I can’t be there.”
“Are we even sure that he’s going to come after her at this point?” Storm asks and I nod.
“The reason Streak couldn’t find anything on her is because she’s been hiding ever since Bobby saved her. The house and all of Bobby’s money was left to her friend, Hannah, when he died but that is Kady’s home. When I got out and went searching for her, I led him right to her front door and I’m pretty sure he’s already sent one guy to let her know that he knows where she is.”
Streak arches a brow. “You’re pretty sure?”
“Yeah. I was sitting outside the animal clinic the other day and this guy was waiting in the parking lot. When Kady saw him, she turned white and Hannah had to practically carry her to the car.”
“And this is a “he’s not going to let her go” type of thing?”
I nod. “That’s what she’s afraid of most. I guess he always told her that he’d never let us be together again.”
“So, you’re in danger, too?” Blaze asks and I shrug.
“Maybe. Doesn’t really matter, though. I’m not walking away from her.”
Blaze holds his hands up with a nod. “I wasn’t suggesting that but do you think she’d be okay with staying here so we can keep you both safe?”
“I don’t know,” I reply. “I haven’t really talked to her about the club yet and last time I checked, her opinion of y’all wasn’t that high. I’ll ask, though.”
“Sounds good. Is she home now?”
“No.”
He nods before turning to Smith. “Why don’t you head over there today and see what we can do for her in terms of security?”
“You got it, boss,” he answers and Blaze turns back to me.
“We’ve got a transfer coming up next week and I want you to come along so you can really get a feel for what we’re all about now.”
I drum my fingers on the table and nod. “As long as someone’s keeping an eye on Kady, I’m cool with that.”
“Good. Let’s get to work.”
We all stand up and Streak heads back upstairs to start his deep dive into Biche’s life as Smith and Storm head out to inspect the cabin and strategize. I pull my phone out of my pocket as Blaze walks up behind me and claps my shoulder.
“We’ll get this taken care of, okay?”
I nod.
“And please tell Kady how sorry I am.”
“I could but I think it’d be better coming from you.”
He stares at the floor for a second before nodding. “You’re right. Maybe we can have a party here and I can talk to her. She can also see how different things are now.”
“Yeah, I’ll run it by her.”
With a nod, he heads back to his office and I walk out to the parking lot as I pull Kady’s number up on my phone.
“What, Noah?” she answers with a sigh on the second ring. I laugh.
“You know, some people would call the way you speak to me downright mean.”
She scoffs. “Good thing you’re not one of those people and I’ll stop if you can tell me that you’re not at least a little turned on right now.”