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“You all saw her face. That son of bitch beat the fuck out of her. Her body is battered too!” I poured more whiskey into my glass before I completely lost it. “But I agree there’s got to be more she hasn’t told me.” I swallowed my drink and poured another.
I didn’t want to imagine what Reign and I had shared in the last eighteen hours was a lie. She couldn’t be in love with Keg and plotting against my club. Could she?
Was everything all an act, and I the fool who believed her?
“Then you best find out what else she knows.” Cobra exhaled.
“I will.”
“Do you want me to exam her?” Stitch whispered discretely, elbowing me.
“What for?” I looked sidelong at him. Reign seemed fine to me, and her bruises were fading.
“To see what kind of injuries she’s suffered. And to test for STDs.”
“Christ, and here I thought you cared.”
“I do. About both of you, but if she’s been sleeping—”
I raised my hand. “Say no more. I’ll check with her.” I hadn’t used protection this morning. Afterward, Reign told me she was on birth control. It didn’t occur to me to ask what kind or about STDs. I should’ve.
“On to other business. Faceless Frat.” Cobra refilled his glass. “Spectre thinks he found a pattern.”
“Pattern for what?” I asked, grateful to have the spotlight off Reign.
“With the tags on buildings and shit. When it started, it was random and in different parts of town. But in the past couple of months, it looks to be more focused. Like they’re closing in on one location.” Spectre took out a map from the pocket inside his cut.
“What location?” Bone leaned in.
“Aeros Casino.” Spectre pointed at our location on the map.
“Are you joking?” Dad stood for a better look.
“No, I’m afraid not. If you look at all the dots, I color-coded the hits. All the early, random hits are in blue. See how they’re all over the place? The next round in late summer are yellow.”
“Holy fuck. And the red is most recent,” I muttered, staring at all the dots surrounding our casino.
“That’s right.” Spectre blew out a breath. “It’s been weeks since we found a new marking. I think they’re planning to hit us soon. Maybe by Christmas or the new year.”
“If they plan to hit us on New Year’s Eve while the casino is packed, there will be a lot of casualties.” Cobra clasped his hands and zoned out with his jaw twitching. “We can take this new information lightly. The Hell’s Bells MC is an issue, but it can’t be our number one priority. FF is our biggest threat.”
“I agree with Cobra.” Dad looked at me. “Get Reign, and her family squared away quickly. We need to build our army for the Faceless Frat.”
“Hell’s Bells won’t be an issue if Keg is dead.” I doubted the members in the club would want retribution for his death. Then again, we blew up their bar. Fuck.
“I can bring my small crew from Montana. We don’t have anything going on there,” Bone said. He only had four guys, but every person counted.
“I appreciate it.” Cobra nodded, appreciation in his eyes. “I’ll reach out to the Fallen Soldiers in Iowa. And Storm has some availability. We’ll be ready.”
I hoped to God he was right. If the Faceless Frat was gearing up to take down Aeros Casino, that would hurt us beyond the pocketbook.
“Wait.” Spectre put his hand up like he was in elementary school. “The Flaming Triad is scheduled to perform on New Year’s Eve. Maybe we should cancel.”
“Piper will go nuts if we cancel the concert.” Hustler grimaced. “But we need to give them a choice in the matter. They can cancel with us and book a performance somewhere else. It’s not too late.” Hustler rubbed his chin, thinking. He wasn’t only the club’s treasurer; he also managed the casino. Hustler recently hired Mason to be his assistant manager.
“Well, Piper will understand. She wouldn’t want to put the band in danger,” Dad said.
“Yeah, they’re the hottest band in the country. Piper’s always talking about them in the breakroom with Hope.” Stitch flashed Hustler a shit-eating grin.
