21
Vigil
Mila managed to keep Devon away, and I felt like my thumb got lobbed off. That damn ache from losing Ricky intensified, and I couldn’t f*****g deal. The taste of Mila lingered in my memory, the scent of her coating my nose all damn week long.
Couldn’t f*****g sleep.
Couldn’t f*****g find my brother.
Not a single brother, old lady, or club w***e had any hint of where he’d run off to. I called the other chapters across the country, informing them of his disappearance. Klingon out in Vegas suggested reporting him missing to the authorities.
He didn’t know me well enough to know what I thought of the fuzz and their holier than thou attitudes.
The only satisfaction I gained in that week was the story making all the local news stations. Seemed a couple football players from the h
