Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Puzzle Pieces

Kylian/Karma’s P.O.V.

+15 Pon

After I left my parents‘ house, I went straight to my office. I ignored all the sweet tarts vying for my attention. I gave my brothers a nod when they called out to me. But my target was right here.

I shut my door behind me and sat down behind my desk. I tried to think about everything that I knew, organizing my thoughts. I need to do something. I need to send someone to investigate. Someone who is loyal to the club, but not affiliated. Someone Daniel doesn’t know or won’t suspect.

Like a private investigator.

And just like that, a solution came to mind.

I pulled my phone out and clicked through my contacts. Ghost isn’t a brother, but he’s affiliated with the club in ways. He’s what we call a nomad. A biker who lives the life, but solo, not belonging to any club. He’s gained friends here and there, and the Inferno Demon Riders are one of them. He accidentally got caught up in some of our sh.it, and I helped him out. I just have to hope that he can help me. I clicked on the call icon next to

Ghost’s name and brought the phone to my ear.

“Yo, wassup Karma?” He answered on the fourth ring.

“I need to talk to you, you busy?” I asked him.

“Uh, nah, not at the moment,” he said, and I heard some scrambling in the background. “Sounds important. Everything okay? Or is this you trying to convince me to prospect for y’all again?”

“Look Ghost, I know you said you didn’t want to be part of a club,” I started. “I’m not callin‘ about anythin‘ like

that, but I need your help.”

“Okay, with what?” he asked.

“Listen, it’s kinda a long story, but… You used to be a P.I., right?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Still do a little here and there.”

“I’ll pay you whatever, but this job I have might be dangerous, and I need you to keep it low,” I told him. “Things might get difficult if anyone knows you’re helpin‘ the club.”

“I’m intrigued,” he said teasingly. “Tell me more. I’ll tell you if I can help.”

So I do. I told Ghost the most that I could about the situation. The problem was that I didn’t know much, it was all little bits and haunches I was going off of.

“Okay, I’ll see what I can do,” Ghost said. “It’ll take me a couple of days to get out that way. I’ll let you know when I have something.”

“Alright, thanks Ghost,” I replied before hanging up.

This is all so fu.cked. I still have so much paperwork to do for all the legal businesses the club owns. I also need to talk to the guys about the next shipment coming in and who’s going on the next run. Not to mention all this sh.it with Bly.

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Fu.ck me.

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I had only been working on paperwork sh.it for less than an hour when Psycho came storming in. He, CG, Havoc, and Dragon are the only ones who ever get away with that. Mostly they never do it anyway, out of respect. Except for Psycho, because, well, the man is crazy.

“Hey,” he said as he plopped down in a chair on the other side of my desk.

“Hey,” I replied before looking back down at my paperwork.

“So, how was your day?” he asked.

N looked up and raised a brow at him.

“My parents are pi.ssed at me and Blythe rocked my sh.it with a cast–iron skillet earlier,” I told him.

“No sh.it?” He muttered, looking at the knot on the side of my head. “Fu.ck, she hit you hard.”

“She sure did,” I replied.

“Was it hot?” he asked.

“The pan?” I asked. “No, I got it for her and told her to hit me.”

“Not the pan, you id.iot,” he replied. “Her! Was she hot when she fu.cking hit you?”

I stared at Psycho for a moment.

“Thought you didn’t want her,” I said.

Psycho shrugged.

“I just want to be inside her, is that so bad?” he replied smugly.

Well, this was a faster step than I was expecting.

“So, now you want to fu.ck her but not be with her?” I asked.

“I want to figure out what she’s hiding and I want to be friends at the very least. She was close to all of us for

most of our lives,” he told me.

“And wanting to be inside her?” I asked, amused.

Psycho averted his eyes.

“If you guys are playing with her and forcing me to too, then I might as well have some fun,” he said. “Blythe is fine as hell. Always has been. I won’t deny that.”

“And why would you after you dry humped her until you both came?” I teased him, making him frown at me. “Why didn’t you ever tell me about that before?”

“Because I was embarrassed as fuck,’ he stated flatly. “All of my best friends were crushing on her. I watched her and CG together. Then I used it to manipulate her into letting me do the same. I was a kid too, it was all embarrassing and I thought you guys would hate me. I would have taken it to my grave if CG hadn’t brought up that he watched the whole thing”

Are we all just a bunch of creeps who like to watch?

That’s probably why this works out so well Or could work out so well

“Okay, whatever, I said, knowing it was only a matter of time before Psycho was forced to face his feelings.

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“Ma is worried about her,” I added after a moment.

“Aren’t all the ol‘ ladies?” he muttered in a reply.

“Bly said something to her,” I told him. “I’ve never seen my ma look so worried, Psycho.”

“What did Bly say?” he asked.

#15 Points >

“I guess she kinda lost her sh.it when Ma referred to Daniel as her dad,” I said, letting that sink in for Psycho.

Psycho looked confused for a moment, but I saw the gears turning.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “Blythe chose him over us. She loves him. She becarne a Da.ddy’s Girl. She

said that-”

“Did she?” I cut him off. “Because I never remember Blythe ever actually talking to us.”

Psycho looked like he wanted to reply, but no words came out at first. He blew out a breath and ran a hand through his hair.

“So, it probably wasn’t just her husband,” he finally muttered, and I shook my head.

“I called Ghost and asked him to look into it for us while we handle things here,” I told him.-

“Fu.ck,” Psycho said. “That’s why he came here looking for her a few years ago. That must have been when

she ran away from her husband.”

“Probably,” I replied as I scrubbed a hand down my stubbly face.

“What do you think he did to her, Karma?” Psycho asked.

I didn’t reply. I couldn’t. We both know that Blythe went through something traumatic. With the change in her, the fact that she was running away from everything and everyone, and how scared she was to be around us… The signs are there. We’ve seen lots of women over our lifetimes coming and going. Ones escaping abusive husbands, ones who were ra.ped and left for dead, ones who were running from abusive families.

Based off of what we’ve seen from our past and from Bly now… we both know that whatever Blythe went through was bad.

“I don’t want to talk about it until we have some kind of proof,” I said and turned back to the mountain of paperwork on my desk.

“How ‘bout you let me finish some of that?” he offered “You’ve had a long day and I can handle it.”

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