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“Impressive, but no. It mainly centered around your father, Thor, being the president of the Savage Order.”
“Oh, that.” She tried to brush it off, but Syd’s back stiffened, and her eyes widened enough to show concern over where this conversation was headed.
“You’re shittin’ me?” Mamba narrowed his eyes, seeing Syd in a whole new light.
“The Savages and the Serpents are allies. Thor’s a stand-up guy.”
“I’m glad you think so.” Syd’s tight response said otherwise.
“Must be nice for him and the Savages to have an in-house lawyer on hand.” Cobra’s statement went beyond casual conversation.
“You would think, but again, no. I work for my uncle’s firm and try to stay far away from my father and his nefarious dealings.”
“Ahhh, I don’t buy it. Blood is thicker than water, and I don’t think you’d let him swing if he needed you.”
“Let’s hope I never have to find out.” Syd smoothed a hand over her skirt. “Now, if we could get back to the matter at hand.”
Cobra continued to examine Syd as Mamba weighed the significance of this new information and why it interested his president. The Savage Order ran the territory at the southernmost tip of Nevada, in and around Laughlin, where the borders of Arizona, California, and Nevada met. They had strong alliances with other border clubs, and a good working relationship with the Serpents, but they mainly kept to their own business and their own moneymakers.
Syd extended her outstretched hand to Mamba. “I’m glad this turned out well for you.” She smirked. “And I hope I never have to see you again.”
“Same here.” Mamba agreed, then turned serious. “Thanks for getting me off.”
Syd walked them to the door. “The truth always comes to the surface.”
Cobra and Mamba exited the building and headed out to their bikes in silence. Mamba threw his leg over the saddle and pulled out his bandana. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.” Cobra pulled on his fingerless gloves.
“Why do I get the impression you’re not as stoked as I am about my freedom?”
“Church tonight at eight.” Cobra hit the throttle.
“I’m gonna take off for a while. Clear my head.”
Mamba half expected Cobra to repeat Syd’s warning, but instead, he cocked an eyebrow with an impliedKeep your ass outta trouble.
Mamba angled his bike out of the parking lot and headed for the open road. Sometimes, he couldn’t follow Cobra’s line of thinking. He was a solid leader, all about his club and his brothers, but he was fuckin’ hard to read. He mostly conferred with their VP, Joker, but the one who probably knew him the best was Python. Cobra and Python were pretty messed up back in the day, and the two putting the Serpents together was legend because it ended up saving both of them. Then they turned the Serpents into one of the most profitable and respected MCs in Southern Nevada.
Mamba headed out of town, where he could open up the throttle and let the exhilaration of the ride wash away the last two weeks.
* * *
Mandy directed all her attention to the gel tips on her customer’s nails, anything to block out the memory of Ajax’s ranting earlier this morning when he received a call from the prosecuting attorney. Even their mother pleaded with him to calm down, but the bottom line remained. The case against Mamba was dropped due to a videotape’s timestamp showing he’d already been arrested at the time Blaze attacked her.
“I can’t believe they let that animal go.” Ajax slammed his hand against the kitchen counter.
Mandy kept her eyes downcast. The relief of not being responsible for sending Mamba to jail for a crime he didn’t commit was short-lived.
“You’ve got nothing to say?” Ajax taunted her. “The bastard who put your brother in a wheelchair walks, and you’re all right with it?”
“One thing has nothing to do with the other.” Mandy tried to reason. “Mamba went to prison. He paid his dues.”
“And you think two years makes this all better.” Ajax waved his hand around the kitchen. “He didn’t go away long enough.”
“I think you have to let some things go and move on. I hate what happened to Achilles, but I can’t hold on to the anger any longer. It’s not healthy.”
“You telling me how I should feel, little sister?” Ajax closed the distance between them. “Maybe it wasn’t an act with you and Mamba at the Rook. Maybe you liked his hands on you.”
