My Two-wheeled Savior (Holy Rebel MC #1)

Chapter 9

Fumbling my phone out of my pocket, I franticly call Pat. He answers on the 2nd ring.

"Margo?" He sounds worried. Why's he always sound worried when I call?

"They're drug testing me, Pat. Out of no where. And I'm the only one. I'm gonna fail and they're gonna take Sydney away and-" He cuts off my rambling.

"Wait! Margo, slow down. What the fucks happening? A drug test? Why isn't anyone else taking one?" He asks. I hear Lynol cursing in the background demanding to know what's going on.

"I don't know. Internal affairs just showed up. Pat, what do I do?" I panic.

"Margo?" Blake comes in.

I hang up my phone instantly. "Are you ok?" She asks sincerely.

"No. A fucking drug test. And I'm the only one. This is bullshit." I shout.

"Calm down. Legally, you have three days to take one. They can't force you. Tell them you want to use that right. Go!" She urges. Why is she helping me.

"Even in three days I'm not going to pass. I smoked a few blunts yesterday. I'm so stupid."

"Ok. Give it here." She goes into the stall and reappears with the cup full of piss.

"I'll be by the club after work." She says as I leave the bathroom in a daze. My phones starts buzzing in my pocket. At my desk the internal affairs detectives wait with my lieutenant. I hand them the empty cup. "Detective Tanner." My lieutenants voice is strained. "Here."

"Thank you. Until the results come back in, you should go home." One of the men say.

"What? Why? What is going on here?" I ask.

"We received concerns from another fellow officer about your sobriety. And with everything you have going on..."

He means being in cohorts with the Holy Rebel MC. I hold back a bitter laugh and just collect my purse.

As soon as I take my first step down, tears fall and I quickly try to wipe them away. My phones starts buzzing again and I answer. "Babe. What's going on?" Lynols not even mad I called Panik first.

"I'm on mandatory leave." I sob. He swears and I hear a loud crash.

"I'm coming."

He pulls up 10 minutes later and hugs me as I cry. My life is going to shit. As soon as it started to get better. I had Lynol and Sydney and a job. I was happy and then it all fucking crumbled. He rubs my back.

"I want Sydney. We have to go get her. They're probably gonna notify protective services, Lynol. I wasn't gonna pass that drug test without Blake and they're gonna see that you're in a club and my door and-" He cuts me off just as Pat had earlier.

"Shh. We'll figure it out. Did you already take the test?" He asks. I shake my head and explain what Blake had did.

"Good. We should be in clear, babe. Calm down. The door will be fixed and Sydney has to stay with Ma. It's safer. This could be your ex." He reasons. I take a deep breath.

He takes us back to the club and orders Panik and Kale to go fix my door and add more locks. And to baby proof anything that may be a hazard just in case social services does show up. I go to his room and silently pace in anxiety while Lynol talks to some of the guys.

This could have been his rat too. They think maybe if they push me enough I'll cave and help them take down the club. Or it could be John trying to ruin everything so I give up and go back to him. Fuck dammit.