Knox's Stand
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“I didn’t touch your office,” Dustin said.
“We did.” Diamond turned towards the door, seeing Greer, Tate and Rachel standing in the doorway.
“I did,” Greer corrected his family, walking into the room and going to the table to pick up the shotgun. “I wanted to distract you from nosing around. I heard that you were asking about Sam’s men.”
Rachel and Tate closed the door. Rachel was pale as she came to stand next to Diamond at the same time that Tate went to stand next to Greer.
“I’m not going to press charges,” Diamond said.
“I’ll pay for the damages,” Rachel burst out.
“That’s not necessary,” Diamond said. “The couch was the only thing I had to throw out and I like my new one.”
“What are we going to do? She’s going to go to the sheriff,” Greer asked his brothers.
“No, I’m not. We’re going to the sheriff together.” Diamond kept her voice firm. “Dustin will always be looking over his shoulder for the rest of his life if he doesn’t. He’s going to face it and get it over with then start over.”
“My brother isn’t going to jail,” Greer said angrily.
“No, he’s not. Samantha died because of her kidneys, not the blow to her head. I can get the charge dropped to involuntary manslaughter. I’ll talk to Caleb and see if we can work out a deal.”
“Listen to her, Greer,” Rachel said, going to her brother, trying to take the gun from him.
“They’re not going to offer him a deal! They’ve been trying to lock one of us away for years, and all because of that slut they are going to get one of us!”
“I told you not to call her that!” Dustin said.
“You were always blind where that bitch was concerned! I told you to stay away from that stuck up pussy, and did you listen to me? Hell no! Now look at the mess we’re in all because you had to have that slut!”
Rachel attempted to take the shotgun away from Greer again before her brothers came to blows. Frightened of their altercation with the weapon, Diamond went forward to get the girl back when the gun went off.
Everyone froze in shock. Diamond took a breath of relief when she realized the shot went through the back of the ugly sofa.
“Thank God,” Rachel said.
The door suddenly crashed open and The Last Riders came into the room. Diamond didn’t have a chance to move before she was turned around and Knox’s hands were going over her body.
“Are you okay?” he asked hoarsely.
Diamond batted his hands away. “I’m fine. Why are you here?”
“Beth called Lily to see what you wanted, knowing your track record about going at things alone, I had a feeling that you would come here,” Knox explained angrily.
“I didn’t need anyone’s help. The gun went off accidently,” Diamond snapped back.
“Guns don’t fucking go off by accident if you’re not holding one,” Knox said, looking at Greer who was staring guiltily at his sister.
“I’m sorry, Rachel,” Greer apologized to his sister.
“I’ve told you that temper of yours is going to get someone killed,” Rachel told her brother.
Diamond felt bad for Rachel; she had not one but three brothers that were a pain in the ass. The Last Riders were itching for a fight and were holding themselves back because Rachel and she were in the room.
“Diamond, take Rachel outside and wait for me,” Knox ordered, staring at Greer with deadly intent.
“We’re not going anywhere.” Diamond refused to leave the men alone.
The Last Riders were spreading throughout the room. Rider and Razer were by Dustin. Cash and Viper were next to Tate, and Greer had Train and Crash standing by him. Rachel was shaking, still standing next to Greer while Shade simply stood by the door.
“I didn’t ask.” Knox lifted her off her feet, turning towards the door.
“Stop it, Knox. You don’t even know what’s going on. I’m Dustin’s lawyer and I came out here to discuss his court case with him.”
“Which one? The one where he sold pot to an undercover cop or for Sam’s death?” Knox mocked her, letting her know they had already figured out why she had come to the Porter’s house.
“Put me down!” Diamond knew there was no arguing with Knox when his mind was made up.
Cash took Rachel’s arm, moving her away from Greer. “Don’t fucking touch her!” Greer yelled, moving forward. Viper had him in a second; held immobile as Rachel struggled against Cash.
“Stop it, listen to me. He didn’t mean for the gun to go off. Rachel tried to take the gun from him. You know he wouldn’t hurt his sister. Knox, calm down and listen to me.” Diamond quit trying to struggle against him, letting her body go pliant. Turning against him until she was plastered against his front, she took his face in her hands, drawing his furious gaze back to hers.
“They had no intention of hurting me,” Diamond told the partial truth. Greer she wasn’t sure about, but she chose to give him the benefit of the doubt to save his life even if he was a jackass.
Knox stared down at Diamond with a look she barely caught before it was smoothed out and once again his demeanor returned to the impassive one she was so familiar with. Knox released her, stepping away from the closeness of her body.
“Let her go, Cash,” Viper ordered. Cash released a still struggling Rachel who, when he released her, turned around and planted her foot in his balls.
Cash went immediately to his knees.
“Don’t fucking ever touch me again.” She started for the downed man again, but a laughing Shade moved forward, blocking Cash who was bent over in agony.
“I think he got the message Rachel,” Shade told her.
Rachel pulled her shirt down, which had ridden up her flat stomach. Planting her hands on her hips, she earned Diamond’s admiration when she let the men have it with her vicious tongue.
“You’re going to buy me a new door, Knox.” She turned around and pointed her finger at Greer. “You’re going to get your ass out of bed in the morning and buy me a new couch.” Now, turning to Viper, she let him have it, too. “Next time you come to my house, fucking knock first.” She looked around at a smirking Shade to see Cash trying to get to his feet. Shade offered him a hand, but was met with an angry scowl.
“You have a whole club of women to haul around, don’t touch me again or the only thing you’re going to be able to touch them with are your damn fingers.”
Taking a deep breath, she turned to Diamond. “Now, can you help Dustin or not?”
“Yes,” Diamond said softly, seeing the fear for her brother behind the bravado. “I’ll go with him to the sheriff’s office to make a statement. I’ll talk to the Commonwealth’s Attorney to try to work out a deal, but he knows he doesn’t have much of a case. I sent for the coroner’s report from Frankfort; Samantha Bedford was in bad shape. She needed a kidney transplant and wasn’t even aware she had a problem. I talked to her grandmother; it could have possibly been what killed her mother. It was a genetic condition that the family was unaware of.”
“Could my kid have it?” Dustin asked.