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Leaving the SUV, Goose and I frown at how we’re suddenly alone with the bikers.
“I’ll take the six on the right,” she whispers to me. “You beat up the six on the left.”
Smirking at her words, I notice Bear climb off his hog and walk over. He reaches out to hand me something.
“This is our law firm’s card.”
“We have a lawyer,” Goose instantly replies.
“That’s nice, but you spilled blood in our town. The Backcountry Kings are now involved. This law firm handles our problems. If the cops come to you, just give them this card. If the feds show up to talk to you, give them this. You don’t talk to anyone about anything.”
“We appreciate your help,” I say and consider shaking his hand.
Bear rubs at his bearded jaw and then looks back at his friends before asking, “Is this issue you’re having in your town our problem?”
“I don’t know. We weren’t aware it was our problem until the fuckers attacked our people days ago.”
“And you really don’t know how many there are?”
“We only know what Austen’s brother told us, and we have reason to believe Peter’s a lying fuck.”
The guy glances back at his buddies again. I don’t know where their president or VP went. Bear clearly doesn’t want to be in charge right now.
That young fuck, Golden, says from the idling motorcycle, “We don’t need this shit right now. Banta City has a bunch of massive conferences next weekend. Is there a way to apply pressure on her brother?”
“Any info from Austen’s Canary Basin family can’t be trusted. They’re all playing different angles.”
“But it’s not an unlimited number, right?” Bear asks, glancing back at the house. “These fuckers worked on a ranch. You killed some. We killed some. If you had to guess, how many are we talking about now?”
“Three to five. Maybe none. The ones I saw today are dead.”
“Witnesses thought they spotted a few men run off. So, let’s say five. We’ve got people pulling up security footage around town. We’ve also sent the word out to our scouts. If these fuckers are hiding in Banta City, we’ll find them. As a favor to Suzanne, we’ll end them.”
“What if they show up here?” I ask, wondering about my weapons confiscated at the scene.
“Suzanne’s muscle should be able to handle five guys. If not, she knows our number, and you’ve seen how quick she is to use it.”
“Is this rich lady a bitch?” Goose asks, no longer making any effort to edit herself.
The other bikers chuckle at her question, but Bear just taps the card and says, “Remember about the lawyer, okay? Right now, no one is pissed about this shit. But if you talk to the feds or a rogue cop, important people will want to make an example of you. Get me?”
“Understood.”
I glance at the mansion’s porch, where a lone staff member waits. Goose and I leave behind the bikers, who ride down the driveway and head back to town.
“Please follow me to the guest suites,” requests the young woman and gestures for us to enter the two-story foyer. “We understand your clothes and belongings were destroyed. We’ve located temporary, replacement clothes for tonight. If you can provide a list of what you need, we’ll begin locating everything.”
“Where’s Austen?” I ask as we walk through the house.
“I’m not sure. I can find out.”
As we follow the woman, Goose looks around the house with its wide hallways, high ceilings, and dark wood floors and trim. She nods at me as if impressed. This mansion is a lot warmer than the one owned by McMurdo Valley’s rich dick, Todd Rogers.
At the double staircase, I spot a slick portrait of Austen with her mom and sister. The three sexy redheads look rich and untouchable. I might be intimidated if Austen hadn’t warmed up to me already.
After we’re escorted to a separate wing, the woman opens the doors to two bedrooms.
“I feel like I’m in a fancy hotel,” Goose mutters, seeming put out.
