Page 140 of Reckless Vengeance

“Then how come none of our searching discovered it originally?”

“Whatever connection was there had been erased. Someone didn’t want us to find it,” he sighed, looking tired. “This whole thing is a mind fuck.”

“Why didn’t he tell us then?”

“Maybe he was the one trying to hide it?” Jensen suggested, both of us turning to give him dirty looks.

“These notes make it super obvious he was searching, not hiding,” I stated, and he shrugged.

“I was just saying.”

Tyler walked over to look, his voice firm. “He didn’t want to get your hopes up until he had solid evidence, that’s all. He wasn’t hiding it from you. See? Look at the date on that page. It was only the week he died.”

He was right, the second of November was printed on one of the pages. He’d died on the fifth.

To think exactly a month ago, he was sitting in here trying to find answers for me.

“He might have more notes on the computer. D can help pull the files. You want me to call him to come now?” Skeeter offered, making me nod as I kept flipping through stacks of paper, trying to see what else he was looking into.

There were some missing children reports, a few things about other gangs in the area, and I paused when I found an article in the back of the drawer.

The Russo family massacre.

I slid it into my pocket, not wanting the others to read it. Slash hadn’t been open about his family, so it was obvious he wouldn’t want them to know, even if it was public knowledge.

We spent an hour rifling through drawers, Skeeter clearing out what he wanted, while the guys wandered back into the living room to wait for Diesel.

“Are you heading back to Holloway’s tonight?” Skeeter asked as he grabbed the large stack of papers, and I sighed.

“Honestly? I might just crash here. I want to keep searching through these, and once Diesel gets into the computer, fuck knows what I’ll find to keep me occupied.”

“Do you have your gun?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Keep it within reach, doors and windows stay locked, and if anyone breaches them, the alarm system will go off. Get D to crash on the couch if the others go home. He’ll probably be up all night excited over the computer anyway. Our computers at the Shed are nothing compared to this.”

“Where are you going?” I asked, and he motioned to the papers in hand.

“I’ll get these to mine. It’s Saturday, so I need to get organized for the fights tonight. Did you want to come?”

I thought about it, but I kind of wanted to stay in my little Slash bubble.

“I might stay in tonight. Gives you time to break the news to the guys about my inheritance,” I joked.

“Alright. I’ll put Brick on the bar so D can stay with you. If you change your mind, let me know so I have a heads-up,” he warned, leaning over to give me a quick kiss. “Call me if you need me.”

He failed to mention he’d probably be too busy to answer, so I just mumbled that I would as he left, returning my attention to the drawers of paper.

I was sitting at the desk going through random files on people when Diesel arrived, giving me a small smile as he entered.

“What are you doing?” he asked, motioning to the paper.

“Just going over things. He knew about Axel before we did,” I replied. “I can’t unlock the computer though.”

“That I can do. I know his codes,” he grinned, leaning over me to type, the screen unlocking with ease. “He had everything pretty organized on here, so that’s a good start.”

Pushing the papers aside, I watched as Diesel flicked in and out of folders, my eyes taking it all in. He typed way faster than I could.