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“We always have problems,” Cyrus said. “Why do you think I’m aging so fast?”
“Too much pussy,” Monte said.
“No such thing,” Custer said.
“Amen to that,” Priest added.
Linc wasn’t in the mood for joking around. The normal table banter had its place. Not right now. For good measure and purpose, Linc tossed the baggie of yellow bunny onto the table. Everyone shut up at the same time. Slade looked at Linc with an inquisitive glance.
“You have something you want to tell us?” Darrow asked.
“We running that shit now?” Fitz asked.
“The fuck we are,” Darrow said. “I’m not voting on that shit. I’ll walk the fuck out.”
“We’re not running it,” Linc called out. “It was in town. Our town. In an abandoned car that crashed.”
“Fuck,” Cyrus growled.
Priest stroked his massive jaw. “Dick tell you that?”
“That’s why you got arrested,” Slade said. “Makes sense now.”
“Arrested?” Custer asked.
“Just playing the part,” Linc said. “Dick moved the car into Bradmen County. So they’re dealing with whatever else was in the car.”
“That lazy fucking prick,” Monte said, shaking his head. “I hate being in the same thing as him.”
“He didn’t check the car for more?” Fitz asked. “Didn’t get any info? Just passed it along? And you think Bradmen County isn’t going to come calling here?”
“Look, I’m not Dick and I don’t make his fucking decisions,” Linc called out. “I’m telling you what I know. He also gave me the address to where the plate is registered.”
“I’ll do the honors,” Priest said, cracking his knuckles.
“No,” Linc said.
“What the fuck do you think we’re going to do here, VP?” Cyrus asked.
“We’re going to make this right,” Linc said. “No doubt in my mind. Let’s be real for a second. Someone having this shit in town is one thing. But is this some junkie like Carl…”
“Speaking of,” Monte said.
“What?” Linc asked. “Someone tell you I tuned him up a little outside the diner? Guy can’t keep his veins clean for a day. Stumbling around town. Not on my watch.”
“And you’re worried about bringing heat to the club?” Priest asked.
“Got something you want to say me?” Linc asked.
Priest placed his hands flat on the table.
“That’s enough,” Cyrus said, putting his arms out. “Christ. Last thing we need is anyone at this table throwing punches. Now we’ve got guys out there in the clubhouse wearing cuts who can be sitting here listening to this too. Or do we make the command from within?”
“Linc?” Slade called out. “Dick went after you.”
“Darrow,” Linc said. “Recon.”
“On it,” Darrow said.
