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“Thanks for visiting me so often, man. I would have gone crazy without you.” He takes my hand, and we half-hug and half-shake hands.
“You didn’t say you were getting out early.”
“Didn’t know, man. I was prepared to do the full bid, but Doherty came in tonight and unlocked the doors, gave me my clothes, and dropped me off here.”
He’s all smiles, and I can’t blame him. There’s been a noticeable hole in the club since they locked him up, and now that he’s back, he can do what he does best.
“My bunkmate gets out soon too, and he'd be a good prospect,” he says, his gaze on Ace.
Ace nods. “I’ll meet him when he’s out.”
That’s good enough for Dix. “Former SEAL, and he’s doing eighteen months for beating the fuck out of the guy who beat up his sister after he knocked her up. Only one spot of trouble, and that’s only because his judge was the dude’s uncle or something.”
Dix nods and tells Joaquin, “I hear you’re a new patch. We need to throw you a proper patching-in ceremony.” Dix takes a pull from his beer and smiles. “Damn, it’s so fucking good to be back.”
“It’s good to have you back,” I tell him and grab a soda from the fridge before taking a seat beside Dix. “We need to catch you up on everything and quick.”
Dix’s expression turns serious, and he nods.
“He’s right,” Ace says. “No time for celebrations right now, I’m afraid. Hector is up to his same old shit, and we’ve been on the defensive for too long. Time to step it up a notch, now that our resident plotter is back.”
“I’m ready to get back to work. Jail is fucking boring. One star, and I don’t recommend that shit. What do you need me to do?”
Ace sighs and shakes his head. “Our deal with Frank Braden to clean our money is totally fucked. That fucker double-crossed us, and now the church is a bunch of fucking rubble. We need a new laundry source.”
Dix nods and looks around the table. “That all?”
“No,” Coop sighs. “We have a load of Louis Vuitton coming in the morning. It’s already sold to a guy in Portland, so I want it on the road by afternoon.”
Dix blinks. “That soon?”
Ace nods. “The port is ours, so that won’t be a problem. Has to go soon because the Kings keep trying to hijack our shit.”
He nods, and I can already see the gears in his head grinding as he thinks of all the ways he can jump back into the thick of things. “How much?”
“Half a mil,” Shades confirms. “We have half and will get the rest after the delivery.”
Dix takes a long pull from his beer and nods. “All right, I’m on it. Now can we fucking party or what?”
“Not yet,” Ace says. “The Kings have vowed to kill random women and dump them in the harbor. We need to take Santos out as soon as possible. While we keep our noses clean. I can’t have any more dead women in this city.”
Dix replies, “Yeah, man. I heard about that. Let me start on that in the morning. Right now, I need another beer and some wild, wet pussy.”
We spend the rest of the night celebrating the return of our VP. Now that the MC is whole again and several Iron Kings sit in county jail, we’re so close to getting rid of them for good.
Life can go back to normal, as normal as it ever is for my brothers and me.
Chapter Three
Gia
Fifteen minutes into my sixty-minute time limit, and I am freaking the fuck out, like having an actual panic attack over what the biker expects me to do. I have so many goddamn questions I don’t know where to even start the hack. First, how does this biker or his biker boss even know about my computer skills? It’s a secret I’ve let on to only a few valued friends, and I trust those people implicitly. Or I did.
I turn to Ro, who’s coming down hard from her high. “Ro, how does he know?”
She sets a steaming cup of coffee in front of me and drops down on a footstool beside me. “That’s what I’m wondering too. Who knows about it other than the jobs you’ve applied to? Me and your mom. Anyone else?”
I shake my head. “Exactly. But they know enough to think I can break into a jail system to free their biker buddies. It doesn’t make sense.”
