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I have no inclination to think of Kyle or his aunt, he’ll be out of here soon and his aunt is safe away from Bert, thanks to Sparky.
“Mason, Myles, go with Leo. JJ, Zachery, take the rat and the girl, and stay put until I say otherwise.”
The four men stand. “Everyone else, we go on lockdown. Be on guard, and ready yourselves for anything. No one leaves until we see how this plays out.”
Helping myself to a shot of whiskey, I fucking wish I could light up a smoke.
“Dealing with agents is a whole lot different to fighting the way we know how,” Sparky acknowledges, voicing what we’re all thinking.
“I need to call Jamie Boy. There’s no way we can have them showing up if we’ve got feds crawling all over the club.”
“That’s wise, but I say fuck them. We’ve got to cover our asses. This club isn’t just our brothers, it’s our sons.”
I scrub my hands over my face, my patience wearing thin, but in my position, no one can afford for me to lose it.
“I’ll call Jamie Boy. You go make sure everyone’s armed, but don’t shoot unless I give the order.”
He pushes away from the bar, but stops. “Cas, we start shooting at the feds, we’re done.”
“We prepare for the worst. We’ve always fought for this club, no matter who we’re fighting against.”
Nodding, he heads out and I pick up my phone. Typing in the number I have for the Kings, I turn away from the bar and press it to my ear.
“Jamie Boy Hayward.”
“It’s Cas, calling to cancel our meet today. I’ve got shit going down, and you won’t want to be anywhere near it.”
“What kind of shit?”
“The kind of shit I’m not sure we’ll be around for to continue our business kind.”
The line goes quiet, and while I don’t give two fucks what he thinks, I would like to continue our arrangement if it turns out to be possible. I’m not giving up on shit, and we’ll need them if this storm blows over.
“I see. How can we help?”
“You can’t. I’ll be in touch when I can. If you don’t hear from me, you’ll hear from one of us.”
I end the call, my time needed here, not on the phone. Brothers are wary, but determined. I took a vow when I sewed my president patch on that I wouldn’t let them down. It’s come close a few times, but this time, I don’t give a fuck if they wear a badge or not. Anyone against us is going down.
* * *
Her hair smells like apples, and I nuzzle my nose deeper into her hair as I hold Alannah as close to me as I can.
“Please tell me you have a plan.”
I pull away to look into her eyes. I couldn’t imagine being taken away from her. My ego is big enough to admit I’ve not worried about prison time living this life. I’ve worried about bullets and blood, but never the authorities.
“I have a plan.”
“Care to share it with me?”
Running my fingers down her cheek, I sigh.
“Leo, Zach, JJ, and the twins have taken Tal and the girl to the Old Mill, where they’re waiting on word from me. Everyone here is on lockdown and preparing for the feds to show up.”
“And? What’s the plan when they do?”
“You and the other old ladies will stay in the house. I mean it, babe, you don’t come out for any reason. None at all. I’m not opening the gates for anyone. If it comes to a standoff, so be it.”
