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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 288 Scary Scarlett
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Gemma noticed the change in Scarlett immediately. Jax's beautiful blonde push toy had a different side to her taking Gemma by surprise. She'd dismissed her as all looks and no brain. She might have to revise the opinion. That girl had some fire in her.
"I'm leaving. I'll be back in fifteen to twenty minutes. I'm going to get Tara to save Jax."
"She won't come," Gemma said.
Scarlett locked eyes with Gemma and gave her a look of contempt.
"Yes, she will. I don't know if you think by telling me that she won't come you think you will somehow motivate me more to get her here or if you are just being a bitch. I don't care. I don't need motivated. The only thing I give a damn about is saving Jax."
The men looked at each other and then at Gemma waiting to see her reaction.
"Get her here then," Gemma said challenging her.
Gemma swallowed her anger. Getting Tara to save Jax was the best way to save his life short of taking him to the hospital. Clay hadn't shared the details of what had happened that night. He might later when they were alone, but she knew whatever happened might have devastating legal consequences like long stretches in prison and legal bills that would take everything they had.
Bobby walked into the clubhouse. He was wearing his normal jeans, shirt and cut, but he hadn't taken off his Elvis make-up just the wig and side burns.
"I left as soon as I got word. How's Jax?"
"Near death," Scarlett answered for the group. "Thanks to this guy," she said pointing at Chibs. "They have been talking about getting a medical assistant with two weeks of training or someone who works at a vet's office to help. I don't know if you guys thought that would motivate me to get Tara to help Jax or if you're really that stupid."
Scarlett's face was flushed, her eyes flashing with fury. The men looked down at the bar. She had actually managed to shame them much to Gemma's surprise. Even Clay looked down at the bar.
Chibs finished another shot. Scarlett took her hand and swept the shot glass off the bar causing it to fall to the ground.
"Quit drinking. It isn't helping Jax. While I'm gone, you stay away from him. You've almost killed him. If I find out you've dug around on him again, I will break this bottle off," she said pointing at a near empty bottle of whiskey, "and shove the jagged end so far up your ass, you'll be spitting glass. If the bottle's gone, I'll shoot you. Am I clear?"
Scarlett looked at Chibs. He nodded.
"What was that?" she demanded. "I didn't hear you."
"Aye."
Gemma could read fear on Chibs' face. The other guys including Clay were looking at her with some fear, but there was something else too they liked that fierceness. They wanted a woman who would fight for them like Scarlett was fighting for Jax. That bitch might actually make a good old lady for Jax as long as she knew her place.
Scarlett turned to leave.
"Sack, go with her and keep her safe," Clay said.
"Or she could keep him safe," Bobby suggested.
The guys laughed uneasily.
"I'm going to go keep Jax company," Bobby said.
"Best idea I've heard all night," Scarlett said. "Just don't give him any alcohol."
Scarlett left the clubhouse with Sack trailing after her.
Bobby went back to see Jax. He fired up a joint and shared it with Jax. She hadn't said not to give him weed.