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“Drake is still outside,” Axle points out.
I brought in Axle for this meeting. Pop knew better than to try and stop me when I told him.
“He’ll stay here for now… until we set up a security routine for his place and the shop. He stuck his neck out by telling us everything they’ve been asking. It could ruin his reputation by labeling him a snitch, but he really didn’t have a choice, considering the Hell Breathers are panicking. Someone is feeding them intel. We need to find out who. For them to know so much about us, they’re in contact with clients or someone inside the club. Nothing directly links their questions to Benny, but it has to be him.”
Rush cracks his fingers. “I suggest you let me have first stab at that interrogation when we narrow down the suspect pool.”
I snort derisively, but the look in his eyes tells me he’s serious. He’d probably be the one to send them to.
“They’re all yours.” I wave my hand for emphasis, and a cold smile curves the corners of his lips.
“How do we keep this all below Herrin’s nose without letting him sniff it?” Sledge asks, clearly shifting his loyalties from Pop to me.
Doing this divides the club. Doing this is borderline treason amongst our crew. Doing this will change everything.
“You know Herrin won’t let us handle this the right way. He’s only concerned with self-preservation right now,” Rush quickly points out, as though he’s adding a little extra incentive to keep everyone in this lane. “He might even make a deal with the Hell Breathers behind our backs to ensure peace, since your girl was obviously not the peace token she was presented as. Benny has gotten ballsy, and he’s got someone smarter calling the shots now.”
I take a steadying breath, preparing to do something I never thought I would—turn on my father.
“We handle this quietly. Pop isn’t here much. It shouldn’t be hard. We’ll send all his loyalists to live with him if they feel like leaving their lives in his hands. But I have a feeling he lost more than he realizes tonight.”
Rush glances at Sledge, but Axle speaks before he can.
“That’s what happens when you leave your son blind to a slaughter. They all know it could have been any one of them, but for Herrin to risk sacrificing you, his own son… It tells them he’s not looking out for anyone but himself. There was no good reason for us not to know.”
Dash speaks for the first time since I saw him at the hospital. “And he caused conflict amongst our group. Even went so far as to put Drex’s girl under suspicion. He’s still doing it just to throw heat off him for what he did. Herrin has gotten shady.”
“He’s been shady,” Rush mutters, not looking at me. “You’re all just finally fucking seeing the truth.”
The feds are closing in, Hell Breathers are finally seeking revenge, and Pop just pissed off the only people he had at his back.
Chapter 5
EVE
I’ve been pacing Drex’s room for hours. They’ve been downstairs, talking about the attack for a while. It makes me nervous.
I haven’t forgotten they were threatening to kill me not too long ago. I also didn’t miss the fact they didn’t let me hang out with Drake, who is my one and only friend in this place.
Yes. Friend. You form a bond quickly with someone when you get shot at and then he helps you run for your life from two motorcycle clubs. Fucking eh.
The door opens, and my breath halts until I see Drex walking in. His eyes rake down my body, and a slow, wicked grin forms when he sees I’m only wearing his shirt.
All of my clothes were burned—at his house. Since they had all been delivered there for me before we even arrived.
All I have left are the clothes I was wearing. And they’re disgusting.
He walks over, still wearing that devilish smile, which forces my stupid heart to flutter like a fool, and he fingers a lock of my still-damp hair from the second shower I took after getting here.
“You trying to look like a wet dream?” he muses.
“I was getting worried. That took a while. And I have no clothes.”
His eyebrows wag, and I roll my eyes. This is the worst time in the world for him to suddenly feel playful.
“We’ll buy you some more clothes. Soon. I kind of like the idea of you walking around in my shirts until then. I’m guessing you don’t have any underwear either?”
His eyes dance with that same playfulness, and I bite back the smile he’s trying to force out of me for some reason. I never put my bra on when Drake showed up, and obviously I didn’t grab it after they shot the house up.
