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I sigh and look to Ro. “Want to spend my last sixty minutes on earth watching me try to break some criminals out of jail?”
Ro’s eyes are full of terror, but she nods. “No place else I’d rather be.” She makes her way up the steps and turns to me. “I’ll put on some coffee. You change and loosen up those fingers.”
It’s my only choice, so I do what my best friend says and get ready to perform a digital jailbreak for a bunch of menacing but handsome bikers.
Chapter Two
Preacher
“Holy fuck, where the fuck did you come from?” Shades is the first one to speak to the shadowy figure standing just outside The Chamber. “You almost got shot!”
Ace smiles and shakes his head. “Calm down guys. It’s Dix. Our VP has returned home. Finally.”
“Dix? Man, why the fuck didn’t you tell us you were getting out?”
Dix steps into the light and my shoulders relax at the sight of our formerly imprisoned Vice President. He flashes a wide grin and shrugs his shoulders.
“Didn’t know I was gettin’ out until it happened.” Dix looks around the room, eyes focusing on the faces of all the club members, old and new. “So, what did I miss?”
Coop lets out a laugh and steps forward to embrace Dix. “Man, you haven’t missed much. Just an ongoing war with the Kings. I’ve got a baby on the way, Ace is in love, earnings are up big time. Oh and,” he turns to Shades with a sly smile. “Shades is in love with a church girl, if you can believe it.”
Dix shoots us one of his crooked grins before he sticks a cigarette in his mouth. “Holy shit. I think you need to catch me up over a beer. Or ten.” Dix is all smiles, and it’s damn good to see him again. Unreal, in fact, seeing him standing here inside The Chamber after all this time.
Ace looks back at Frank Braden, which turns all of our gazes toward the naked man still strapped to a chair, bruised and bloody and beaten. The traitor is lucky to still be alive, but it’s in God’s hands now. And Ace’s.
“To the clubhouse, then!” Ace claps Dix on the back, and everyone follows them out of The Chamber, leaving me and Shades to lock up.
“You’re not going to leave me here, are you?” Braden’s voice is full of fear and uncertainty, which is no less than what he deserves. “What if I need to use the bathroom? Or if I get thirsty?”
Shades laughs, but there’s no humor in it. “You put yourself in this position, Braden. Figure it out.”
I lock the door while Shades practically vibrates with anger beside me. “Fucking asshole thinks this is some five-star hotel? He can rot in there for all I give a shit.”
I nod. Braden deserves no sympathy from anyone after his betrayal and nearly costing Letty her life. I’d rather see him in prison, though, than six feet under. But whatever Ace decides is what I’ll do. It’s the vow I took when I joined the Reckless Souls MC.
“He’ll rot, either way, brother.”
“Did you know Dix was getting out?”
“Nope.” I shake my head, still wondering how he pulled that off. “I just visited him last month, and he didn’t say a word about it.”
“It’s a possibility the Governor let him out. I heard he was releasing nonviolent criminals, but who knows? I’m just glad he’s back.”
Shades laughs and claps me on the back. “You’re right. Let me buy you a beer in celebration.”
I grunt, “We already got the beers,” as we enter the clubhouse.
“Okay, fine, let me open one for you, so you don’t callous those praying hands.”
I put a fist up and smile. “They do more than pray, brother, and I’m happy to give you a quick reminder.”
“Nah, I’m too tired to kick your ass. Besides, I have to get back to Letty soon. She’s a mess right now with everything that’s going on.”
“Treat her right, man.”
“I plan to,” he says with a serious expression. It quickly shifts into a playful smile as we find our brothers drinking and laughing to welcome our VP home.
“Preacher, get your ass over here,” Dix calls out. He hands me a beer, and I pass it along to Joaquin, who takes a long swallow and burps.
