Axel
Okay, it's good that it doesn't have anything to do with the club. So what the hell is it? " Is Merigold in trouble or danger?" Rowdy asks. If that were the case, we would all be brought in on it to protect her. " No," Lug Nut says. " Are the twins okay?" I ask. " Yeah. Those little buggers are fine," he says with a smile.
It's not something with the club. It's not the twins. Then it's Merigold. My blood runs cold when I ask the next question. I'm not sure whether I want to know the answer. " Is something wrong with Merigold?"
Lug Nut hangs his head but doesn't speak. That's all the answer I need. " What?" Rowdy growls. Lug Nut sits on the bench. " I don't know." " You don't know, or you won't tell us?" I yell. " I don't know. Nor does Tank or Merigold," he yells.
" Is she sick?
