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Bending down, I press my lips to my baby girl’s head, then I get a piece of the woman I’m going to marry. “This is it,” I say against her lips.
“Almost there, VP.”
I kiss her again. They let me walk away, and I can go back tobeing just that.
Upstairs, all the men sit around the table. Jack stands at the back of the room. We discuss day to day dealings; check fees, all the usual things I seem to have missed lately, then all eyes are on me. “Tell me about Sonny, what did he say?” I breathe, pouring myself another drink from the bottle we brought up.
Travis pushes his glass closer, then takes a sip.
Mop leans forward, his fingers steepled together in front of him. “We haven’t got to worry about Sodom Saviours no more. The Saviour who made it out of there—Vincent’s VP, he filled them in on how it went down. They’re still going to take the offer we made to Vincent. They’d rather run guns than none at all. They just won’t be running guns near us. Scottish pipelines and routes further south have been locked down. None of them impact the Rippers here.”
That’s good news.
With everything else going on, I had wondered whether they would want some sort of payback for Vincent’s death. He was their leader, regardless of what we thought of each other. “They finally see we’re better off not killing each other,” I muse, bringing my glass to my lips.
“Old habits are hard to kick though,” Skitz adds playing devil’s advocate.
I take a breath, then look at Jack. “You’ll let Ronnie know? Think maybe he can finally calm things over in Oz?”
Jack takes a sip from his glass, still leaning against the wall. “I think if I go back, fill him in on all of this, he’ll see it was worth it.”
Jack finished what he needed to do. Killing the man who killed Linda finally put an end to his turmoil. He won’t be the same after what went down—none of us will. But for the first time ever, it won’t be for the worse.
Everyone will be better off.
“Anything else?” I take another sip of my drink, enjoying the way it relaxes me. I need it for the way my body’s tensing, knowing what I’m about to drop on all of them.
Most men stay in the club until the day they die. What I want is unheard of. I’m in good standing… at least I was until Costa came along. Maybe they’ll see it differently now.
Skitz pipes up. “The Joker’s family will be looked after. There’s already a fundraiser in his name. Riggs was going to make sure everyone came.”
“Yep,” Riggs says, acknowledging. “I’ve put in all the calls. We’re good.”
“Good,” I tell him.
The Joker didn’t deserve to die the way he did. It fucking turns my stomach, knowing I wasn’t in any position to make sure my men got out of there okay. But Travis did. And Jack.
Jack’s men ensured all of Costa’s men and Cain were never found. Criminals of their stature, they’ll be missed, but who the fuck’s going to go searching for them? No one. That’s who. They wouldn’t want to risk outing themselves.
“When you were inside, I made a decision for the club and called a supplier I know.”
My head snaps to Travis.
“Thought you were getting back into farming,” Mop jokes.
Travis looks at him deadpan, his middle finger held up at Mop. “Think it might be good for us.” He looks back at me. “The gear’s good quality. It’s low risk. We can take a vote.”
I nod my head slowly. Contemplating. “There’s another vote you need to take first.” I spin the tumbler on the table around in my fingers.
Silence drops, shattering my ears. Their gazes all land on me. It feels like the first time I sat in here with them as their president, not that long ago. Some legacy. Some impression to leave on them.
“We’ll take this one first,” Travis says.
I frown. “I’m being serious.”
“So am I,” he quips. “Whatever you want to say, we takemyvote first.”
What the fuck?“Travis—”
