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Scrubbing a hand over my face, I made my way back to the clubhouse, rolling through the gates when the prospect waved me in. After parking my bike, I headed inside, making a beeline for the bar. Sitting down, I ordered a beer, then sat there like a motherfucker, peeling the label off for no fucking reason.
I’d just taken the last gulp of beer when a heavy hand landed on my shoulder. I tensed out of instinct.
“It’s just me, brother,” Gunnar said, taking the seat beside me.
Turning my head, I found him with a woman hanging off him. She was pretty but looked too damned young. Her bubblegum-pink hair was in a loose braid over one shoulder, her unnaturally bright turquoise eyes regarding me carefully, like she was trying to place me in a mental catalogue she had in her head.
“Baby, how about you give me a minute,” he told her.
“Of course, but don’t forget about that tour you wanted to give me.” She walked off, the sway of her hips holding Gunnar’s attention for a fraction longer than normal.
“Who the fuck is that?”
He finally turned his attention away from the piece of ass. “Don’t know her name. She won’t give it to me.”
“Where’d she come from?”
“Beckitt invited her.”
I forced a smile onto my lips. “Is she legal? We don’t need any fucking heat on the club if she decides something wasn’t consensual.”
“Relax, she’s eighteen.” He turned his attention to the prospect. “Give us a couple of beers, Nate.”
The prospect—Nate—pulled two bottles from the fridge under the bar and handed them to us.
“Tell me, why the fuck are you out here moping? Weren’t Candy and Jewel enough to make your deprived dick happy? I mean, I picked Candy because she has the tightest, cleanest cunt of all the club girls.”
“They were great,” I replied, distracted.
Oblivious to my inner turmoil, Gunnar continued, “If you’re still interested in getting your dick wet, you can join me and my piece of ass.” He grinned. “Remember that time we spit roast that chick who wanted her boyfriend to ‘discover’ us by accident?” He chuckled. “Good fucking times.”
I was not interested in this inane trip down memory lane. Alex had taken the edge off my need to fuck; now I had to focus all my attention on the most important task. Turning around in my seat, I faced the room. Faced the brothers I’d chosen for this life. They were all here, letting loose with their old ladies or the club girls. The Hunt worked hard all week. Tomorrow we would be taking care of business or be on club runs. Tonight was forrelaxing and getting our dicks sucked so much we couldn’t see straight.
“We’re going to find them, Nick.” Gunnar’s voice was solemn. He always did have a way of reading me. “Whoever pulled the trigger and killed D? We’ll find them and make them suffer for what they thought they could get away with.”
I looked at him again. “There are no leads though. Nothing solid, at least. It could be any number of people.”
“Kaash seems to think it was the Devil’s Chaos stirring up shit that hasn’t been stirred for a while.” He took another pull of his beer. “Look, we can do some digging and see what turns up. If nothing looks solid, we can look elsewhere, but it makes sense that they’re our starting point. Our two clubs have been at war for decades.”
He was right—it did make sense that it was an old enemy rather than a new one—but things had been quiet for the last couple of years. Each club was getting on with the business that needed to get done.
“All right, so what do we know so far?”
Gunnar’s lip twitched into a small smile. “I knew you’d see the logic. We know La Croix has been producing meth in our territory with the aid of their new puppet club. We should get our hands on one of their members and see what he’s planning on doing with it all.”
“And if we can’t find them? What then? What other fucking leverage do we have?”
Gunnar looked around before moving his mouth to my ear. “La Croix has a daughter.”
Thefuck? That was news to me. “Who is she?”
“Nobody knows. My man Brooks has been looking for her for years now. The only problem is there are a lot of people looking for her. He has been approached by a number of interested and disreputable parties, all of which can and will pay top dollar forthe information. Turns out La Croix’s been making enemies for the last decade, all of them wanting to take their frustrations out on the guy. Brooks said the highest bidder wins the location of where to find her, but since he owes me a favor, he’d give me that information for freeoncehe gets a bead on her.”
If we got to her, we could hurt La Croix on the same level as he hurt me. “We need her.”
Gunnar smiled again and clapped me on the back. “And we’ll get her. But tonight is for celebrating. Tomorrow is for chaos.”
Sliding from the barstool, he strolled over to the pink-haired girl who had been on the dance floor and eye fucking him the entire time we’d been talking. She grabbed him by the front on his cut and kissed him. His hands ran down to her ass, squeezing briefly, before he lifted her into his arms and urged her to wrap her legs around his waist. The movement revealed the tops of her thighs and a slash of blue cotton covering her ass. Gunnar was making a spectacle of her, but then again, hadn’t I done the same thing with Alex?
