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“It does if it’s not her real identity.”
I looked up at the kid questioningly. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that Mercy’s wife is a ghost. On a hunch, I called a friend of mine who works for WITSEC and when I asked, he got cagey. Told me he would get back to me and I never heard from him again. When I tried reaching out to him again, I got some recording for a pizza place in south Florida. I’m sorry, Prez, but I’ve got nothing.”
“Shit.”
“There is someone who might find more, but I would have to farm this outside the club.”
I narrowed my eyes.
I knew who Pippen was talking about and there was no fucking way I was going to let that pissant sneaky bastard, Sypher, anywhere near my club. The kid gave me the heebie-jeebies with his ability to find shit. The kid was that damn good. “Forget about him. Just keep digging.”
Pippen nodded, then looked down at his hands.
“What?”
“It’s probably nothing, but Shame had me run a diagnostic on all the computer equipment and security systems for the club and your home when I found something strange. Do you give Barney access to Tessa’s phone and the passcode code to your home?”
Getting to my feet, I growled, “What the fuck did you say?”
“Barney,” Pippen gulped, backing up. “The owner of the Gentlemen’s club. He has a tracker on Tessa’s phone that goes directly to his club. He’s been monitoring her every move and yesterday he sent a coded message from Tessa’s phone to some guy named Benson Graves in West Virginia. He’s at your house right now.”
“MALICE!” I roared, running from my office.
Bumping into Mercy, my brother grimaced. “Jesus Fuck, Montana, slow the fuck down.”
Grabbing my V.P. I growled, “Call the board. Have them meet me at my house.”
“What?” Malice grunted, appearing out of nowhere, taking a bite out of an apple.
“Find Payne and tell him to raid the Gentlemen’s club. I want the place locked down by the time I get there. No one in or out. Got me?”
Malice shrugged, walking away.
“Then meet me at my house!” I shouted after him.
“The brothers are scrambling. Vicious isn’t answering.”
“He’s with Linsey at the hospital,” Turning to Pippen, I looked at the kid and sighed. Fuck it. “Kid, get your ass over to St. John’s Presbyterian Hospital. Tell Vicious what’s going on, then park your ass outside Linsey’s door.”
Pippen nodded, running towards the rec room.
“What the hell is going on, Montana?” Mercy asked.
“A hunch. I think I know who’s behind all this shit and the motherfucker is in my house right now with my woman and kid.”
“Wanna let me in on who the soon-to-be dead fucker is?”
“Barney.”
The lights were out in the entire house when Mercy and I pulled into the parking garage and shut off our engines.
I knew Tessa wouldn’t be asleep.
Not after the garbage I laid at her feet. If anything, my woman would be gearing up to rip my ass into shreds the second I walked through the door. I didn’t relish that conversation when the time came, but I would take my licks.
Getting off my bike, I had just taken off my helmet when a lone rider pulled into the garage. Turning, I spotted my brother Kansas.
