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“Didn’t get a chance to find out anything before he tried to take his own life but the idiot waiting for him turned out to be a prospect for the Scorpions. That’s who I’ve been interrogating downstairs with Rael and Ex.”
A few of my brothers nodded.
Exorcist cracked his knuckles before firing up a joint, inhaling a long hit and holding it in briefly before he ticked his head in my direction. “Got everything out of him we could before he was sent to meet Lucifer down below. Found out some interesting Intel. Appears that Resnikov is the head honcho. Prefers to inspect his shipments in person and try out the merchandise to be sure everything is running smoothly. Girls are trafficked up through Alaska which we already know thanks to our brothers Rain and BP.”
“Most important is the fact that we know who is running shit for Resnikov. He has an American business partner. One of Alexi Voltoy’s most trusted men. Name is Sean Jones. Fucker is taking care of the supply and shipments until Resnikov arrives. Our Intel up to this point has been a little shaky but I believe this kid. He wasn’t lying.”
“He was telling the truth,” Rael agreed, “My Reaper would have known if he wasn’t.”
“And that means we know the rest is true too,” Exorcist pointed out. “Razr is controlling shit on the outside via his VP. Goes by the road name Rattler. Prospect said we’d know him by the tattoo of a rattlesnake covering his right side from shoulder with the tail all the way up his neck to his temple where the fangs sit on his cheek.”
“That’s a hell of a description,” Grim muttered. “Never heard of this Rattler. Where did this guy come from? He’s new to the BSMC. Has to be. Fucker popped up out of nowhere. I want to know everything about him, Xenon.”
“You got it, pres.”
“Real name, family connections, what beer he drinks, who he likes to fuck. The sooner the better.”
“I’ll start diggin’ right away.”
Xenon flipped open his laptop and started clicking away, ignoring the rest of us as he did his thing.
“What else did we find out about Razr?” Grim asked, looking highly agitated. “Got enough shit to deal with right now and don’t need more stress. Trish is fucking sick all the damn time and the doctor said to let her rest as much as possible. I can’t be running all over the damn state of Nevada to find these fuckers and deal with this mess.”
“Razr still has at least a year before they’ll consider parole. Rattler is gonna be in charge for a long while. We need to be at the meeting when Resnikov shows up in Tonopah. According to the prospect it’s supposed to happen in three weeks.”
“And what about this Sean Jones?”
“Prospect didn’t overhear much about him but did say he met him once. Big bald guy that’s hard to miss. Kid said Jones reminded him of that wrestler the Rock. He pointed at Mammoth and said Jones could be his twin.”
“I ain’t bald,” Mammoth complained, running his hand over his head.
My lips twitched but I didn’t say anything. V.P. was receding bad and kept his hair short on purpose.
Grim blew out a breath and then leaned forward, slapping his hand down on the table. “If Resnikov is coming in three weeks we can bet that Jones is here already. He wouldn’t want any loose ends. Everything nice and tidy for his boss.”
Fuck. Swallowing hard, I had to fight against the urge to let my Reaper take over and hunt this asshole down. “Mimi is a loose end.”
The room silenced as Wraith clapped a hand on my shoulder. “She’s under our protection. As long as she remains at the Crossroads, she’s safe.”
Rushing to my feet, I snarled his way. “Anyone else forget we were attacked here? Fucking Solonik invaded our turf and I was shot trying to save both Nylah and Naomi!” Chest heaving, I dared any of my brothers to argue that point.
Grim met my gaze and held it. “We’re gonna handle this shit, Patriot. I swear to fuck. My ol’ lady is in just as much danger. She lost her cousin to the Black Market Railroad. We aren’t letting this slide. They will meet the Reaper and retribution will be ours.”
Fists started pounding on the table until the noise rose from a low boom to a loud roar. I sank down into my seat, fighting for every breath that passed through my lungs. Shit was about to go down and we needed to have everyone ready by the time Resnikov arrived in Nevada.
Grim was watching me and he lifted his chin, giving me full support.
If it came down to it, I would take Jones and Resnikov out on my own. This was too important. They couldn’t be allowed to live.
Nothing else needed to be said.
“Xenon, want you looking into Jones along with Resnikov, the Black Market Railroad, and this Rattler. Too many unknowns and I don’t like it.”
Xenon gave a chin lift while tapping on his keyboard.
“How are the renovations coming along?” Grim turned his attention to Hannibal and Mammoth.
“The fencing has been reinforced with new steel and barbed wire. The mechanism is the newest tech out there as well as all the surveillance equipment and the alarm system. We’ve got better advance warning in case of attack and a chance to get our women to safety before shit goes down.”
