Page 67 of Shadowed Obsession


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I lean forward and stop myself from baring my teeth at him. But the urge to find her and protect her is loud and demanding. “Why didn't anyone tell me.”

“You weren't answering your phone, remember?” Silas says, pulling out the chair at the head of the table.

I lean back and fold my arms across my chest, my knee bouncing a little. “Nah, man, see that's bullshit. You both knew where I was. Either one of you could've walked in at any time.”

Silas scoffs. “The last time I interrupted one of your creative sessions like that, you nearly broke my jaw.”

I clench my jaw together. “Don't be so dramatic, brother. It was a measly black eye, and you fucking deserved it for the shit you said.”

My brother isn't what you would call an art connoisseur, so I try not to let the fact that he doesn't have any taste offend me. It's also why I work mostly alone. I don't want a running commentary about everything. Sometimes shit looks weird, but you have to trust the process.

“Can we move on to the reason we're all here?” Bane asks, widening his legs and getting comfortable.

“Right. Blue Knights called. Diesel’s cashing in their favor now,” Silas says.

“Should we be worried that they're calling it in so early?” Bane asks.

“And before we even used ours?” I ask immediately after.

Silas shakes his head. “We don't really have a choice. We're not swimming in allies.”

I drag my teeth over my bottom lip and try to figure out if we're about to get fucked. “Not even the Vipers?”

“Nah,” Bane says, shaking his head. “They're still too green. It'd be more work than less.”

“So, who do we have?”

“Blue Knights. Horsemen. Widows. And Diamond Pythons, but only if we're desperate.”

Bane whistles under his breath. “That's it?”

“That's all I can get now. That shit Savage Souls and Hell Hounds did on Three Crowns scared people. Which was probably the whole fucking point—”

“Which means that they have someone much smarter than Rocker, the Savage Souls old prez,” Bane interrupts.

I nod a few times. “Which makes them the most dangerous. They're running on a false high, and they'll do anything to keep chasing it. And these motherfuckers were already certifiable high-stakes junkies. They never cared much for their own welfare or the destruction of their town.”

“So we go where? To New York? Because that ride sounds long,” Bane says.

“They need backup helping one of their brothers. He's in a situation about five hours away,” Silas says.

“So we're playing bodyguard then?” I ask.

Silas nods. “Pretty much. It's us, two or three days. We leave in a couple of days.”

Bane narrows his eyes on my brother. “Why are the three of us going?”

I pick up on his train of thought. “Who's gonna hold shit down here?”

“It's us three or no favor. And yes, before you ask, the thought crossed my mind that this is a trap. But it's too elaborate. There are far easier ways to take us out if that's what their goal was,” Silas says with a shrug. “We'll take it to a vote though.”

“We don't have much of a choice. We might need them sooner than later,” Bane says, running his hand across his mouth.

I lean forward, my heart pumping faster. “Why?”

“Savage Souls and Hell Hounds hit three more businesses in the neutral territory. And I've heard rumors that they made a deal with the Outlaws.”

“Fuck,” Silas and I curse at the same time. Our gazes snap to one another, and I shake my head.

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