Page 19 of Reckless Vengeance

“I’ll head there later. Him and Rory need to have it out first or he won’t think straight,” I replied, starting to go through more footage.

I knew Skeeter had spent hours going over it yesterday, but I wanted to make sure we didn’t miss anything.

If we did and he lost his shit at any of the guys over Rory, there would be hell to pay, and Rory would be the one to suffer for it.

CHAPTER FOUR

RORY

Skeeter had been quiet most of the day, obviously still processing the information about mine and Slash’s relationship. We hung around the house, not really doing anything, but it was a comfortable kind of silence.

He’d almost finished cooking spaghetti bolognese when Diesel arrived, and I got up to let him in with a smile.

“Hey,” I greeted, receiving a warm smile in return.

“Hey. No trouble?”

“Only me,” I joked, closing the door behind him and making sure it was locked before sitting at the dining table.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you guys were eating. I can come back⁠—”

“Plenty for you too,” Skeeter called over his shoulder, and Diesel winced.

“Oh, it’s fine.”

“Sit down, D,” Skeeter huffed, and he thankfully did as he was told and sat opposite me.

“We can talk after dinner. I’ll fill you in on the Reapers,” Diesel stated, and I went to stand.

“You guys talk. I’ll hang out in the bedroom until⁠—”

“Aurora, stay,” Skeeter said firmly, glancing at Diesel. “You can tell me now. We can discuss it while we eat, if you want?”

I lowered myself back into my seat, giving Diesel a look of uncertainty. As much as I was glad Skeeter wasn’t shoving me into a corner, I wasn’t sure I was allowed to listen in on this.

Diesel shrugged, leaning back in his seat. “We were right. He wanted the gossip about the Soldiers. He’s asked for a favor too.”

“What kind of favor?” Skeeter grunted, not turning around.

“It’s about Lexi.”

Muttered curses left Skeeter as he turned the stovetop off and started dishing the spaghetti.

“What the fuck does he think we can do for her?”

“Just wanted our girls to keep an eye out for trouble and Lex will repay the favor,” he explained, flicking his attention to me for a second as he sighed. “I hate to ask this, but did Slash mention anything to you about the Kings?”

I frowned, sensing Skeeter’s gaze on us without even looking at him.

“Just that Rage was his brother who took out their family. Why?”

“Hendricks claims the Kings were coming to town with you as their target. When I demanded to know why he didn’t tell us, he said he told Slash a month and a half ago.”

“What the fuck do the Kings want from me? Max again?” I asked, and he blew out a breath.

“Honestly? No fucking idea. Possibly. Makes sense if Max fucked them over so Rage sent the Soldiers after you. Plan obviously backfired since they took out Slash accidentally.”

“Do you think it’s bought us some time?” I asked, turning to Skeeter to find him still eyeing us.