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“Holy shit, man,” Frankie gaped, though his voice stayed low and quiet. “I can’t fucking believe that would actually happen. You know who it is? Or do you think it’s a group planned hit? You know that happened in the Iron Fighters, and it was a real messed up deal. They knocked off like three guys.”
“I think it’s just me under fire,” I said hesitantly. “I don’t know for sure, but everyone seems to be carrying on as normal, and I don’t know what to even fucking think about it.”
“And who’s your source of information?” Frankie was suddenly sounding less convinced. “You know that not all intel is good intel.”
I gestured to Hannah. “There’s the source.”
His jaw tensed as his gaze shifted to Hannah. “Okay, okay. Vinny’s niece.” The way he said the words made my stomach flip. “What happened, kid?” he asked her, running his fingers through his white beard.
“I overheard a couple of guys talking about the attempted murder that happened outside of the café in town,” she answered him, her voice gaining some confidence. “I don’t know who they were, because I couldn’t get close enough, but they definitely made it out to be like it was coming from inside of the club.”
“They had on the patches then?”
“No,” she said reluctantly. “They just had on black hoodies—but they were in the garage of the clubhouse.”
He nodded. “Were they tucked off into a corner? Were there other people around them? Give me some more information, kid. You’re an investigative journalist or whatever the hell Vinny rants on about. You gotta be more detailed.”
“Uh...” her voice trailed off. “They weren’t really hidden away, and they were smoking weed. That’s what it smelled like.”
“So they weren’t worried about someone hearing them.”
“Will caught me right at the end of their conversation, and when I went to look at them again, they were gone.”
“So, was Will one of them?”
She paused, appearing to be in deep thought for a moment before shaking her head. “He had on his leather vest with his patches. I don’t think it was him. He didn’t smell like weed, either. I think he would’ve.”
He nodded, turning back to me. “Add him to your list of confidants. He’s a standup guy. You’ve known him longer than he’s been in the club. He wouldn’t go against his VP—I know that. Who else do youknowwasn’t there?”
“The guys who were with me,” I spoke up, feeling a little more at ease as Frankie guided us through the shitshow. “Well, I don’tthinkthey were there.”
“Okay, that’s not solid enough to go off of. Anyone else knows about it?”
I exchanged a glance with Hannah. “Gunner knows.”
“And there’s no way that he was one of the two men?”
“No, I know he wasn’t,” Hannah answered. “He’s one of the few guys that I can recognize from anywhere. His voice would’ve stood out to me. I know it would’ve.”
“Okay,” Frankie let out a heavy sigh. “I think we should call Vinny—”
Before he could say anything else shots rang out around us, startling all three of us. The back taillight of the Tahoe exploded, and Hannah’s eyes went as wide as her face.
“Get out of here,” Frankie roared before turning and sprinting to his bike. He flung a leg over just as a bullet hit the back of my bike, blowing out the tire.
Fuck.
I flung the door open of the backseat, jumping in as Frankie tore off in front of us. “Go!” However, Hannah was already peeling out, having stomped on the gas before I had even gotten the door shut all the way. “What the hell?” I yelled out as shots continued to rain down, pummeling my motorcycle. I could see the oil leaking out from the bottom of it, and my heart sunk at the sight.
Fucking low, man.
It was one thing to shoot at me, but to destroy my bike? That was rough. However, the fact that they werenotshooting at us confirmed that whoever it was, had no intentions of killing any of us.
I just must’ve pissed them the hell off.
“What in the world just happened?” Hannah demanded as I climbed into the passenger seat beside her.
“Uh, we just made someone very mad,” I grunted, grabbing for the seatbelt as she jostled me around in the passenger seat, driving like a bat out of hell.
