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Chapter 218: Happy Birthday
He’s about fourteen weeks early and addicted to heroin, but he’s healthy overall; I think he has a fighting chance. – Dr. Hamilton
FebruaryRyanne arrived at the hospital in Ridgeview around two in the afternoon. It was now the day after her sister had called. The conversation had been a strange one, even for Leigh Anne.“Hey, baby sister. I think that I’m pregnant. I think I’m having the baby.”It had taken Rye several attempts to find out where Leigh Anne was. How she got up to Massachusettes and why was still a mystery to Rye.Finally, she got another woman at the gas station to call an ambulance. In typical Leigh Anne fashion, she had been getting high while in labor.Rye doubted if Leigh Anne even knew who the father was. Even before their parents had died, Leigh Anne had been the wild child. She took after their mom, while Rye took after their dad.When he had died in Afghanistan, it had been seventeen-year-old Leigh Anne who had to keep them botRelated chapters
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 219: Daycare
Trigg told me to get my MBA and CPA. Thought that I would have a sweet office and fun time. Not crayons and afternoon nap time. – ChanceRyder could have given him an office in the DS Holdings office building. His office could have been at his clubhouse or even the Shack. Or in the back of one of the bars or strip clubs. Some of the other guys had offices at the clubs. He could have had one at The Kitty Cat.Hell, it could have been in Dom's basement, and it would have been better. But Ryder put Chance’s office just inside the daycare.Giant glass windows looked out into both reception and communal area. He felt like a damned animal on display. The fact that someone had taped a PLEASE, DO NOT FEED THE ANIMALS sign to his window did not help. Only on his. The office across from his belonged to Karan and had a sign reading GOOD GIRL TREATS ACCEPTED.Chance had a picture in his head of a sleek office with a couch for fun. Soundproof would be good. Or his playmates
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 220: Detox
He’ll be here until he’s weaned off heroin and is strong enough to breathe on his own. – Dr. HamiltonRYE’S THOUGHTSWhen Rye had returned to her sister’s room, she had unsurprisingly found that it was empty. Leigh Anne had an infant son who was less than a day old and she was already out of his life. Rye had expected it and would have been surprised if the woman was still there.For the next week Rye dealt with family services, police, hospital staff, therapist, and an employment agency. She found a cheap efficiency apartment and furnished it through a thrift store. Working with a case worker, she received emergency guardianship.It didn’t take long for her to burn through what Miss Beulah had given her. Or her savings. She calculated that she had about a week before she was completely broke.During all this chaos, she contacted the college in Georgia and transferred her classes online. Rye had explained to her advisor that she was now the guardian of a preemie
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 221: Plans
Sometimes fate steps in to help after she knocks you on your ass. – Mike Standing from her chair, Rye stretched her arms high above her head and felt her back pop. The loose black t-shirt for a band she had never heard of rode up exposing pale flat abdominal muscles. She tugged down her shirt before running her hands through her short black hair. Rye wore her hair in what her coworkers had called the Karen bob. Longer in the front, short in the back and her natural gray patch falling on her right side. It worked well with her oval face and required minimal effort. She’d had a job interview this morning and still wore her makeup. Smokey purple eyeshadow and dark purple eyeliner brought out a bit of a purple tint to her pale blue, almost lavender, eyes. Light blush accented high round cheeks that could look better with more regular meals. Her full lips were dusky pink with a purple gloss over them.Rye had walked over to refill her coffee when the large heavily tatt
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 222: Club Girls
No one will ever please you like I can. – ChrissyFriday nights at Pop’s Place were always a little wild. Kids were banned. Most of the wives partied with the guys. The bunnies may or may not be dressed. Sex in the communal areas was common. Alcohol flowed freely. Cigarettes, cigars and blunts filled the air with their smoke. There were some harder drugs that could be found. But they were kept out of sight and minimal. Trigg did not tolerate the same drugs that cost so many of his friends’ lives.There were very few things that the president of the Pop’s Place chapter of the Devil’s Saints didn’t tolerate. Hard drugs and the skin trade were top of the list. It had been nearly twenty years since the Brotherhood tried to eliminate the Saints. Bad feelings died hard. Tonight, no one thought about the feud with the Brotherhood. Tonight, they celebrated. Chance’s best friend, Celt, was a new dad. Chance was an uncle again. His best friend was married to his si
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 223: Bouncer
I can think of a dozen better places for me to have an office. Still with lots of girls. – Chance“Karan, a girl named Rye is going to call you. Give her an interview.” Tank had said unceremoniously when she answered her phone. “Do you want me to hire her?” Karan asked as she arranged her desk.“That’s up to you. I don’t know her, but she seems like she could use a break.” “Alright. But I’ll have to do a background check. I can’t get around that.” Karan pointed out. “Got it. Can I ask for one more favor? Interview her without Chance. She seems too innocent for him.”She had agreed and when the girl called in, Rye gave her an email to send paperwork to. It was all returned quickly enough that Karan was able to get the background check submitted the same day. With that done, Karan called her back and scheduled an interview. Rye had been excited about it and agreed to meet her the following day. Karan was impressed with the young woman. It had taken
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 224: New Job
I guess you could say that I moved here for a man. He’s twelve days old and weighs three pounds. – RyeThe rest of the week was spent getting certifications required by the state to work at a daycare. Karan had arranged classes for everything that would be needed. Most of them, Rye was exempt from. Either because of her teaching degree or the classes that she had to do to get custody of Michael. Since she took advantage of the free course offered by the hospital, Rye already had her first aid and CPR training and did not have to come in on either Saturday. Instead, she hit the thrift store for more jeans and baby supplies. At Tank and Ink’s insistence, Rye had met their wife, Evie. The three of them had a great relationship and Rye found herself liking both men against her better judgment. She even liked Tank’s little brother, Athos. After her thirty-dollar shopping spree, she took Evie up on her offer of using their laundry room. Rye liked it because it saved her
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 225: Questions
It’s just for us to get to know each other. The girls will use it to set up social media accounts for The Clubhouse. If you don’t want it used, put a star by it. – Karan“Are you fucking kidding me?” Chance demanded as he held the questionnaire in front of him.“No, I’m not.” She said calmly. “And, yes, you will be at Thursday’s luncheon. And wearing your work shirt.”"I'm not wearing bells." He grumbled.She smiled sweetly at him and appreciated the view of him in her office. The black polo was pulled tight across his chest and abdomen. The sleeves were snug around his tattooed arms, and she knew firsthand how it felt to be wrapped up in those strong muscles. Just as she knew the strength in his denim clad legs. She took him in, all six feet two inches of muscle, tattoos, and attitude. Unconsciously, Karan gave a soft moan. Chance strode across the room and gently cupped her chin, tipping her face upwards. “You are about to be a married woman to
Devil’s Saints: Taz Chapter 226: Answers
I’m here to help you and your family, Ryanne. If there’s anything I could do for you or you need, you can reach me at this number. – Endless line of social workersRYE’S THOUGHTSQuestions are dangerous. How many times had Rye heard that? A few hundred times every year. Several thousand all together. It was drilled into her from the very beginning. When she was little, she would ask about mom and her bad days. Don’t ask questions, baby sister, it only makes it worse. She would ask how long daddy would be gone, only to be told not to ask mom. It would make her cry and then she would have a bad day.She made the mistake of asking why they had to leave Japan. Then her mom went ballistic on her, and Leigh Anne told her that the world did not revolve around her.Rye learned not to ask questions. Being asked questions can be even more dangerous. Where’s your dad? Why is your mom like that? Why did your sister go away? Why do you look like a skunk?
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