Page 11 of Bite the Bullet


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His eyes drifted to the tat on my arm for just a moment. “Special Forces?”

“Raiders First Battalion,” I answered.

“75thRanger. I would keep that covered up or you’re gonna be their new enforcer.”

With that, he turned and headed for his truck, then stuck his hand out the window in a wave as he pulled out of the driveway.

He saw the tat as a hindrance, but it was exactly how I planned to get inside. I couldn’t move up in the organization if I was sitting on my ass all day. I needed insider knowledge. Baz trusted me enough to keep his son safe, but would he trust me with his business dealings?

Pulling the trigger on that cop ate at me, but taking out these assholes to prove my loyalty to Baz was not a problem. Every criminal I took out was one less I had to deal with. But it would also draw attention to me, putting a target on my back because of who I was. It was a necessary evil, and would help get me the fuck out of here a hell of a lot faster.

I was about to head inside when I heard the rumble of a Harley at the end of the street. Driving way too fucking fast in a neighborhoodlike this, Rico flew past my house, then turned and parked in front of the house beside mine.

When he took off his helmet, he grinned at me. “My man!”

Christ, I hated this fucking prick. Thankfully, I never showed him any kindness in prison, so I didn’t have to fake it out here. I nodded at him, then gave him my back as I checked out my new bike.

“Man, I haven’t seen you since the trial. How’s it going?”

When he walked around my bike and stared at me, I knew I wouldn’t get rid of him easily. I bent down, checking out all the shit I would have to replace to get this thing rolling again.

“Pops put you up in a nice place.”

I rolled my eyes. If he thought this was nice, he must be living someplace really shitty.

“So, check it out. You’re living right next to my girl. I’d appreciate you keeping eyes on her.”

That had me looking up at him. “She’s yours?”

“The kid too,” he grinned. “I met her at a club and the rest is history.”

How the fuck did Rico land a woman like that? I didn’t know her, but even looking at her, I could tell she was out of his league. “Why aren’t you staying with her?”

Normally, I wouldn’t ask any questions, but this might actually help move my agenda further along.

“We’re not exactly together anymore.”

“Then she’s not yours,” I countered.

His eyes narrowed dangerously. It was hilarious that he thought he could intimidate me. “She’s the mother of my kid. She’s off-limits.”

“Never said she wasn’t.”

“You can keep an eye on her. I was gonna send someone over here, but since you’re her neighbor?—”

“I’m not watching your baby mama,” I cut in.

“I think you’re mistaken who you’re working for.”

I slowly rose to my feet. I didn’t take being threatened lightly. It didn’t matter what the job was, I wouldn’t allow this fuckweasel to lord anything over me. “I had your back in prison because we were cellmates. Don’t think for one fucking second that I won’t put your assin the ground if you ever threaten me again. I don’t give a fuck who your daddy is.”

Like the shit he was, he backed down immediately. The problem with guys like this was that they’d never really known how to do anything for themselves. He was a product of his father’s making, but he didn’t have the skills to take on anyone.

“Listen, man,” he chuckled. “I’m just sayin’—”

“I don’t give a fuck what you’re saying,” I said, stalking around my bike to get in his face. “If you want to protect your woman, get your ass over here and do it yourself. I gave enough in prison.”

He flinched at the reminder and immediately backed down. “Sorry, man. No hard feelings.”

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