Chapter 124: Thanksgiving

I actually, honest to God, had a mother-in-law who tried to kill me. You don’t scare me. – Evie

Evie was asleep in the backseat as they drove up to Ink’s parent’s house for Thanksgiving. The two men spoke softly in the front seat of the gray charger. In the six years that they had known each other, Tank had met the von Burrell family only once.

That one time was twice as many times as they wanted to meet each other.

Samantha had called and demanded that Ink be home for Thanksgiving. If he did not come to them, they would come to him. So, Wednesday evening they were driving upstate.

He would rather be strapped to one of Evie’s crosses and whipped than go home. His mother knew that he would not want her around the club. He liked the club. His brothers and their families. The club bunnies.

He really did not like his mother.

They stopped at the gate and Ink rolled the window down.

“I’m sorry, sir, this is private property.” As the guard spoke, Ink handed over his driver’s license.

“My