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Joker grins slyly. “Another for Evanee goin’ after the Blackbeards.”
I gape at him. “I got nothin’ to do with that.” I’m not throwing Evanee under the bus, but she was acting on her own. I shouldn’t be held accountable.
Some of the guys are sniggering. “He can’t control his ol’ lady,” Reaper says to Coyote.
“I wasn’t there to stop her,” I exclaim. “This is fuckin’ bullshit!”
“You want us to fine the vet?” Hangman growls.
He’s got a point. “Fuck no. How much?”
Joker grins as he tallies up some numbers. “Ten-bills for attackin’ the Blackbeards without back-up. Another ten for getting a brother shot.”
“It was me that got shot!” I exclaim. “I shouldn’t have to pay for takin’ a bullet.”
“Don’t exaggerate, Trig,” Rocky snickers. “You didn’t exactly take the bullet. It whizzed by you.”
“He’s fucking lucky he has such a small neck,” Hash jeers.
I give him the finger. “It don’t matter if the bullet went in me or by me. It’s the principle of the thing.”
Hangman narrows his eyes as the table saw rocks the room. “We got fuckin’ principles too, so pay the fines.”
“This is bullshit!”
“Horseshit if you think about it,” Blood smirks.
Hangman glares at me. “Quit your bitchin’ or I’ll fuckin’ punch you.”
There’s no point arguing once Hangman’s made his mind up. “Take it outta my pay,” I grumble as I cross my arms.
Joker grins. “Not done, asshole.”
I’m getting’ pissed for real. “You said three fines!”
The prez smirks. “The last two count as one. You can’t separate them. If the vet hadn’t attacked the ‘beards, you wouldn’t have got shot.”
“You mean buzzed,” Red says. He and Rocky fist-pump.
There’s too much snickering goin’ on in the room for my liking. “Let’s get the fuck on with this.”
“You made us eat crow with the Blackbeards,” Hangman says, frowning at the memory. “Let a woman do our job for us. Crip was giggling like a fuckin’ schoolgirl after you hauled the vet out of there.”
“He had three fuckin’ guys full of buckshot and he was laughing?”
Hangman narrows his eyes. “They’ll all live. You were fuckin’ the vet in the bathroom while Joker and me were negotiating an armistice with Crip.”
“A what?” Hash says, his upper lip curling.
“A cease-fire, asshole. No more heads in beds. No more sendin’ in women to do our job.” He pauses. “And Crip will back the fuck off. No more threatening our families. No more blowing up clinics.”
I’m so fuckin’ furious I jerk to my feet, my hands curled, looking for someone or something to punch. “They fuckin’ could’ve killed Evanee!”
“Sit down,” Red hisses, yanking me back into my chair.
I swing at him, but he catches my fist in his hand and forces it onto the table. The big fucker’s fast, I’ll give him that. “I’m sitting!” I yell at Hangman.
“Jesus christ,” Joker growls as he squeezes the bridge of his nose. “Why the hell do these meetings always turn into a circus?”
