Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel

the Croatian mafia. After all the shit that went down with the club and the women being attacked on the boat, she had left me. She didn't just leave to the other side of the state. The woman basically disappeared off the face of the earth with my kid. I had no idea if she were even still in America or if she went to Croatia. Hell, she could be in Antarctica for all I know. The Juric family is good at hiding what they don't want to be found. I have been searching for her, but I need some help so I asked Brendan to see what he could find. I shouldn't have though, because it would mean that he has to go through his connections with the FBI and that could land him in some hot water. Except I was running out of options.
"Yeah, the last time that we spoke it seemed like he was close to finding some stuff out. Besides, Genie asked me to come down here and check on you guys. He may have to keep hidden, but I know he still cares about what happens with the lot of you."
"I know it. He helps out whenever he can." Wyatt shrugs it off.
"What the hell happened to clubhouse anyway? I thought you all stayed separate."
"Humph, we did until I literally got caught with my pants down and couldn't reach out to anyone for help. They took my woman right out of my arms and I was strapped to my fucking bed. It was the longest few minutes of my life. We figured that it would be better if we all slept in the same place. That way if someone is hurt or if some douchebag decides to test their luck and come at one of us, we can all respond."
It was a good plan, similar to the one we had at the original WOD clubhouse further down the coast, but it wouldn't work if the clubhouse had no fucking security. I could have walked in and blown their heads off one by one if I had wanted to.
"Well, I'm sure when you get the clubhouse together it'll be the safest place to be. Your brothers will have your back."
"You have our backs too." Someone says from behind me.
When I turn, I'm happy to see a familiar face, "Devin, brother. How are you?" I pull him into a bro hug before I lean back. One of the first things that Clean did when I left him the mantle of president was to remove Devin from our founding chapter. He said that he couldn't trust him. I was pissed initially; Devin had done so much for the club. Though if I were honest with myself, that was probably the smartest thing that Clean could have done. If he didn't trust Devin, no matter what anyone said, he couldn't have him in the clubhouse.
"I'm good. I like it up here." He looks around the area. The cabins, the scenery all of it a very calming environment.
"That's good to hear. You know Clean only did what he thought was best." I do my best to ease some of the ache. I know that Devin was salty when Clean told him he had to go.
"I know, I think it worked out for the best. I had no ties there, and I know where these guys are coming from. It's a good fit."
"Aww ain't that shit sweet." Wyatt pushes Devin playfully. "Look Wire, I'm not going to sugar coat or beat around the bush. We were all talking and want to know if you want to come on here. If you're not happy at home, then you always have a place here."
I back away from him, even though I knew this was going to happen. Genie had already warned me that Wyatt wanted me to join them. I didn't want to think that they truly believed they could pull me away from home.
"Nah man, I don't need a new home. I have a home right now and it's on the road."
"You can't live like that forever. Nomad life can't be sustained. Even I know that shit."
"I'll sustain it for as long as I have to and when I decide to go home, I'm not going anywhere but back to the Wings of Diablo. Sorry brother, I'll always be here for you, but it's never going to happen."
Wyatt nods slightly, accepting what I'm telling him.
A screech fills the air and my head whips in that direction, "Cody, you piece of shit!" A woman grips the side of the hot tub as she sputters out water and screams at the man.
Spark turns the music back on and I see Winnie with the rest of the guests that were outside when I first arrive start to make their way back to the front of the clubhouse. The threat now thoroughly contained. I'm happy to see that they are living good up here and everyone is at peace. However, now that the pleasantries are out of the way I need to talk to Brendan to see if there is any new information.
"Brendan, a word?" I walk up behind him and his smile fades slightly when he sees me.
"Hey Wire, yeah, let's talk."
We sit down at one of the benches further away from the music so that we can hear each other.
"You didn't find anything?" I ask when I don't see his face instantly turn into a big smile. It had to be bad news, at least it looked like it wasn’t good.
"I found stuff, but not everything. I have a phone number that is supposed to be hers, but it is an out of country number."
Fuck, she did go back to Croatia. Motherfucker. I didn't care if I was going to have to swim across the ocean to get to them I would.
"Give it to me!" I bark at him. I didn't want to hear anything else that he had to say. If there was