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I do the best I can to keep the shock of hearing how close he was to guessing our true intentions off my face.
“Why would the Devils send me to spy on you?” I ask. “Those assholes don’t even trust me to ride with them anymore.”
I hope the disgust in my voice—or anything else about my reaction, for that matter—isn’t too over the top. I sit back and take another swig of the bourbon.
“Because the Devils are sneaky like that,” he says. “And who knows? Maybe you wanted to get in nice with them and your daddy Ice by taking me out.”
I spit out the bourbon I was about to swallow, only narrowly missing his face and getting Edge on the arm instead. Not much fake about my reaction here. “Ice ain’t my daddy.”
How much does he know about us? And how does he know all this? Probably from Bane and the other two. But when did they learn to be sly enough to hide working with our enemies so well? Right now, drool is sliding down Fossil’s chin as he follows our conversation with his mouth open, while Archer and Bane both also look like they have no idea what they’re witnessing.
Joker laughs again, lunges to his feet and claps me hard on the shoulder. I very nearly react by sticking my knife in his gut.
“You’re all right. Stay here, I got a job for you later. But right now, I gotta be somewhere.”
He grins one of those grins that usually only means one thing. Sex. He’s on his way to get some.
None of his guys leave with him as he exits the bar.
I take another swig of the bourbon to calm my racing heart. It doesn’t work, but at least I feel a fraction more mellow.
“What the hell was that all about?” I ask the table.
Archer, Bane, and Fossil exchange a glance, Edge is looking at me like he hasn’t known me for the better part of our lives and the Forsaken all look very confused too.
“He was just sitting here talking about teaching you a lesson if he ever saw you again,” Fossil says, finally wiping the drool off his chin. “And now he wants to work with you?”
He sounds offended somehow.
“What’s the job?” I ask and look at each of them in turn. They all either shrug or shake their heads.
“No idea,” Bane says. “He never tells us ahead of time. Kinda like Cross.”
They all laugh at that.
“How long you three been working for him?” I ask.
“On and off, about a year,” Bane says.
I heard Edge’s chair hit the wall a split second before I see him grab Bane by the front of his shirt and lift him up.
“You behind Summer getting taken?” he snarls.
Bane grabs Edge’s arm to remove his grip. “We had nothing to do with that, asshole. Who do you think we are? A bunch of rats.”
That’s exactly what we’ve been thinking, but those identical looks of outrage on their faces would be hard to fake.
“Joker had nothing to do with that,” Fossil says.
“He’s only interested in moving in on the MCs we fuck up,” Bane explains. “Taking over their territory and their businesses before someone else can. That’s what we’re helping him with. He respects us. Not like the Devils.”
Edge lets him go and sits back down with a thud. I can see just how hard he’s trying not to look at me to see what I’m thinking about this revelation. I don’t know what to think. They seem to believe this is all they’ve been doing.
“We only tell him where the Devils are hitting next, so he can move in and secure the strip clubs, bars, drugs stashes and whatnot after we’re done,” Archer says. “He’s gotten real rich from it already.”
“And made us rich too,” Fossil says.
So they are the fucking snitches. They’re telling Joker where we’re going, so Joker can ambush us. But they don’t even seem to realize what they’ve done. That’s just typical of those three dumbasses.
