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“To this Merc, feller?” she asked, breathing hard.
I debated on whether I should tell her or not. But if we were going to go into hiding, I absolutely shouldn’t keep secrets. After all, hers had bothered me to no end.
“I might be leaving my cut, too,” I started, coming clean. I turned over the card in my hand. I couldn’t tell her all the particulars, but I told her what I could. “Merc’s the one who told the Royal Bastards MC where I was coming. Where to find you? Where to find us? They’re after me, too.”
“But I thought you said you could trust this old biker?”
“I can. He told me he would tell Kingpin I headed your way. He thought it would buy me some time. He had good intentions, I believe. Remember, I thought you betrayed me, especially after Merc told me they made you President of the Asphalt Gods MC. Apparently, my President sent his assassin after me right away.”
“The biker you saw this morning?”
“If anyone could take me down, it’d be him. With one shot, probably.”
Maren looked too worried.
I slipped the card in my pocket. “Don’t worry. I called someone else. Another club who owes me. They’ve given me the address to a safe house and a member who will guard you with their life until I grab my daughters. Then we can leave Tennessee. We’ll get your Harley because I’ll be selling mine on the way out. My new friends even have a buyer.”
“New?”
“I mean, the club who owes me,” I lied, correcting my mistake.
“So, I am going to Tennessee with you?” she asked suspiciously.
“Only to hide out and wait for me.”
I wasn’t exactly lying to Maren. I made a phone call this morning. Dialing the number Merc had scrawled on a card under the name Road Monsters MC as soon as I realized we had nowhere to go. It went better than I expected. Sort of. Maybe. Who knows?
In the bathroom, I dialed the number from my burner phone. A fucking flip phone.
“Who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?” a woman on the other end answered.
I was afraid I’d dialed the wrong number.
“I’m looking for someone. A club. I might have the wrong number,” I said apologetically.
“You have the right number. Who is this?” she asked again, surprising me.
“Leviathan,” I said, simply. It had gotten me places before.
“Hold please,” she said, cheerfully.
Putting away how weird the call seemed, I waited. I thought of what I would say.
Up until now, I thought I might be able to reason with my club. I hoped I’d go back to Royal Road once Kingpin realized Maren didn’t call the Gods to do the raid. Once I could talk to him and make him believe it. But that had simply been wishful thinking. There was no way that Kingpin and my brothers could forgive the fact our members had perished in the Halloween raid. I knew the revenge they sought too well. I felt it in my bones on a daily basis wanting revenge for my sister’s death. Now I felt it anew, knowing what the Gods did to Maren. I was out bad if I didn’t take Maren to her potential death.
“Levi,” a man greeted me. His voice ran through a machine and sounded like a robot.
I didn’t ask how he knew my name. Merc seemed to know all, so maybe the Road Monsters MC he directed me to did, too.
“Yes,” I said.
“How can we be sure?” he asked.
“Don’t know. Not my problem,” I replied. “And this is?”
“Who gave you this number?”
“If I told you, I’d have to kill you,” I said, almost laughing.
