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“Gloria resides up in Rest Easy. The retirement home. Her grandson Jed is the one at the house now. He’s a total burnout. Kind of guy who thinks he’ll be internet famous. So he’s everywhere. Ten views at a time.”
“What are we thinking?” Slade asked.
Fitz joined the conversation. “No prayer tonight?”
“Just talking this out, brother,” Cyrus said. “Gathering intel and ideas.”
“I hate to say it but I think he’s selling,” Darrow said. “I just get that vibe. He wants money and fame. Selling yellow bunny in this town…”
“He can’t be selling in town,” Fitz said. “We’d know.”
“So he lives here and distributes outside the town,” Linc said.
“That’s fucking messy,” Slade said.
“Really fucking messy,” Fitz said. “What if we just show up and ask to buy? I’ll do it. Wear different clothes. Act like a junkie. I can get into the house and get a better idea of things. Then we attack.”
Everyone looked at Cyrus. Prez would either give a nod or not for an idea and then they could take it to a vote.
“Bottom line is that we’re pretty much safe from any heat at the moment,” Cyrus said. “Let’s sit on that. I want to know who tried to take out our VP.”
“I’m tracing the texts and calls,” Darrow said. “It was organized but not. I don’t think it was some big planned out hit. I mean, no offense, they couldn’t even kill him. What a terrible shot they took. Which is good.”
“Christ,” Fitz said. “We’d be staring at Linc in a fucking box on the table in prayer.”
Slade snapped his fingers and pointed to Fitz. “Don’t ever fucking say that again.”
“So we have nothing,” Cyrus said.
“We have plenty,” Slade said. “It just comes together on its own.”
“That’s how it goes,” Linc said. “Darrow, keep digging.”
“My offers still stands,” Fitz said. “We can’t have yellow bunny anywhere near us.”
“Okay,” Cyrus said. “Go get a drink. Relax. Get your dick sucked. Whatever you want to do.”
Linc nodded at Darrow and the walked away from the bar.
“What about Nova’s brother?” Linc asked.
“He’ll be easy to find,” Darrow said. “Plenty of social media cross references. Didn’t want to say anything in front of the guys but your woman’s brother might be into some dark shit.”
“Don’t fucking say it…”
Darrow nodded. “I’m thinking either yellow bunny or another crew. You know how this will go down if he’s in too deep, right?”
Linc’s jaw tightened. He didn’t respond to Darrow. He walked away. Linc understood it all. If Nova’s brother was involved in any way with another crew or a gang or fucking around with yellow bunny… he was as good as dead.
And if it came down to it, Linc would kill Nick himself. Respect for the club. For the leather cut. For his patches. Respect for Vera too. Sometimes you care for your own. Sometimes you love your own. And sometimes you kill your own.
When Linc returned back to his room, he found Vera sound asleep in his bed. On top of the covers, slightly curled up, looking so sweet and innocent. He thought about waking her up. Fucking her senseless. He thought about taking her pants off and ripping her panties to shreds. Eating her cunt until he got his fill.
Linc walked to the side of the bed and brushed some hair out of Nova’s face. As beautiful as ever. Sleeping like an angel. Like I remember…
Linc carefully slipped out of his leather cut and placed it on top of Nova. That was something he’d never done before. He then shut out the light, exited his room and went to the back of the clubhouse. Outside, he climbed a rusted ladder up to the roof of the clubhouse where he found Muffin sitting on a folding chair, smoking a joint.
“Missing the party down there,” Linc said.
