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Chapter 20
Ares
The incredulous look Red and Piney give me pisses me off. If they are lying to me, then heads are going to roll.
Zeke pipes up before I can say anything, "are you saying you know nothing about the attack on QB? What about the cash from the Martin-Garcia fight or the pipe bomb at our clubhouse?"
Red looks me dead in the eyes and says, "I don't know what the hell you're talking about.”
Piney confirms, "we've not heard any Grim Saint's business since your Dad died. We've been concentrating on shit out of state."
"What about the car business?" I ask, not caring about other rival clubs.
"We've been out of that for at least six months. The heat was getting hot in Texas," Piney admits.
Before I can speak, Red declares, "look, Ares, maybe the faith I'm asking you to give us is a lot, but all I can say, is your Dad and I spent a lot of years brawling over bull shit. We got to a place; I'll call it healthy respect. I'm not looking to start wars at this point."
"Say I believe you," I begin. "Are you willing to prove it?"
"Prove it how?" Red asks, scratching the bristles from his beard.
"I want intel. The Ryders assist with info on the bastards fucking with us!"
"Fair enough," Red nods.
Before turning to go, I pause, "Oh, what's up with Gavin Holt being in Juniper so much lately?"
Piney gives Red a puzzled look. "What is it?" I want to know.
"Gavin has been a nomad since the beginning of the year. I thought he was spending time with his sister in California," Red answers.
"He's dead!" I growl.
Red takes a final puff of his cigarette and crushes the remains with his boot when it hits the ground, "care to explain, Ares?" His voice is calm and steady, and his face offers no emotion.
"He has been in Juniper. I saw him a few days ago."
"We'll start there.
I'll be in touch soon," Red promises and starts to walk away with Piney. I watch their backs for a moment before turning to Zeke.
"What do you make of that?"
"I believe him.
You may not remember, but in the end, shit hit the fan. Neither club wanted more mayhem. It cost us all too much. So, we found a way to co-exist," Zeke states.
"I want Holt found!"
"Alright, brother!" Zeke says, getting on his bike, starting it up, and bringing the pipes to life.
As I climb onto my bike and put on my lid, my pulse starts to beat faster as I envision killing that motherfucker!"
