The Thunder Wolves MC - Lyssa (Book #13)

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Goose

I spent the night going through everything. Lyssa asked a few questions here and there when she first joined me in the front room, but after a while, she had gone silent, having fallen asleep on the couch. I took a minute to cover her up with a blanket before going back to work. In the end, I still don't know why the two were in town. I did know that Brooklyn was lying about being pregnant. Or at the very least, she has not seen a doctor to verify her claim, nor has she stopped filling her birth control prescription, so I am positive that claim was bullshit. I also knew that Ray's parents had cut him off and were no longer depositing money into his account, having done so for two months. He was also blocked from withdrawing money from his trust. His parents had also changed their will, but no matter where I looked, I was not able to gain access to the new one, so I didn't know what changes had been made to it. Or what they would have changed since the original had left everything to Ray, besides a few hundred thousand dollars that were set to go to different charities and the like.

By the time I was ready to call it a night, my alarm was going off, letting me know it was time to get up and head to the clubhouse to meet my dad. Singing I dug into the front pocket of my bag retrieving the bottle of Adderall pills and took another one. This will keep me awake until tonight at the very least, and if I'm lucky, I'll be able to crash. Tossing the bottle back into my bag, I got up from my spot on the floor, headed into the bathroom, and cleaned up a bit, changing my clothes and finishing my preparations to leave. Before I headed out, I left Lyssa a note requesting that she not talk to her sister until after I spoke to her again.

With all my things back in my bag, I headed out. Finch and D are already outside, waiting for me. Both of them followed me to the clubhouse and escorted me inside, then back to my dad's office. Neither of them bothered to say anything or ask questions. They both knew that I would fill them in when I was ready. My dad was already there, sitting on his side of the desk, staring at me as I walked into the office and closed the door behind me. Taking the seat across from him, I didn't wait for him to start with a list of what all he was going to have me do today. There was one other file I had been debating on looking up yesterday, but I didn't do it. I wanted to give my parents a chance to tell me what was going on, because even though my mom said she was fine yesterday, I didn't believe her. She had never held onto my arm in such a way to keep herself upright and standing; something was wrong with her, and I still wanted to know what it was. Although everything else that happened yesterday makes it kind of hard to believe it's only been a day since I noticed something was wrong.

"What's wrong with mom?"

Shaking his head, my dad sat back in his chair.

"Your mom is fine."

"Except she's not. She nearly fell over talking to a small group for five minutes yesterday. If I hadn't been standing right there for her to grab a hold of, she would have hit the ground. So don't tell me she is fine. Besides, I can find the answers on my own if I want to. You know that, so no point in lying."

Sighing, my dad leaned forward in his chair.

"Fine, but your brother doesn't know, and your mom wants to keep it that way for now."

I nodded, which was enough of an agreement for my dad to go on.

"A couple of months ago, your mom was diagnosed with stage two breast cancer. She had surgery to remove the lump along with any of the affected surrounding area. For the last couple of weeks, she has been receiving radiation treatment, and the doctor has her on some pills. We were told that she could experience some episodes of feeling fatigued along with some other symptoms. But overall, she seems to be doing just fine."

"I'm sorry, but isn't this something we should have been told about?"

"Your mom didn't want either one of you to worry. It was her choice not to say anything, so you will keep this between us."

"Fine, but I want it on record that I disagree and think D should know."

Giving a single nod of his head, my dad stood up.

"Noted. Now come with me."

Not waiting for me to respond, my dad headed out of his office and down the hall to one of the other rooms.

"I need you to go through and update the roster. Once you have an updated list of individuals, I need you to review it and make a note of who has paid their dues and who hasn't. When you're done, bring me the updated list."

Again, he didn't wait for me to respond before leaving me in the room by myself. This was one task that neither my dad nor Rooster ever enjoyed doing, but it had to be done every so often. The last time I knew for sure it had been done was when I was just starting out. I know that because it was one of the tasks I was given as a prospect. Sighing, I got to work; this was going to take all day if I was lucky.