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“There’s a light switch on your left.”
I reached out but hit a wall, then fumbled until I found the switch. A click and a dull yellow light filled the space, which was nearly empty. An old table in the middle of the room, apparently for us, and a few chairs that’d been pulled out around it. I moved in and the biker followed, then we waited for Ben to lock the door before he turned around.
“I told you to trust me, Mr. Rossi.” The guy started. “Because I found what you’re looking for. There’s talk…talk of a Mr. H who’s making plans to get out of the country.”
Ben never flinched, just murmured. “Go on.”
“The information wasn’t shared with us, but there was one thing that was…it’s a name, Ignatius Bremmer.”
Ignatius Bremmer? Who the fuck was he?
“He’s the man we’re to protect. A lawyer who works for Hale.”
“Why?” Ben asked. “Why you? Why would Hale go to a goddamn MC club like the Lions for that?”
Alastair fixed his gaze on the Mafia leader. “Because there’s more of our kind than there is of yours,” he said carefully. It came across as a threat. But, more than that…it came across as the truth.
“We shadow that guy, make sure he gets from point A to B with no trouble.”
“To do what?”
Alastair gave a shrug. “Meetings with other assholes in suits.”
“And you’re sure that man will give me the information I’m looking for?”
The guy ran his grease-stained fingers through even greasier hair. “Yeah, I am.”
Ben just gave a nod and exhaled slowly. “Okay. I believe you. Give me his name.”
“Like I said, Ignatius Bremmer, he lives in Sureside, number 119, but he spends most of his time in his office in the city. We have men sitting on it twenty-four-seven, but lucky for you, I’m going to be one of those men.”
Ben lifted his gaze. “When?”
“Tomorrow night.”
“Just you?”
Alastair opened his arms, showing off his massive frame. “Just me.”
Only then did Ben look my way. His dark eyes shone. That alone worried me.
“Tomorrow then.”
Alastair grinned, showing yellow teeth. I winced and looked away. My damn pulse was pounding. This was really happening.
“Good job, Alistair. I appreciate your loyalty.”
“I knew when you contacted me about the Lions it’d pay off.” He sneered.
So that’s it? He was a plant? I gave a chuff and turned back. Now it made sense why Ben would believe this guy. He’d had a man on the inside all this time. This was his man.
Ben stepped away and headed for the door. “I’ll drive you back.”
“Don’t worry about it.” He shook his head. “I’m good to make my own way, Mr. Rossi. I was plannin’ on gettin’ out of that place for tonight anyway. Let them assholes fight over a fucking woman, see if I care.”
Ben gave a nod, then headed for the door again.
“Keep in touch,” Ben said, shaking the biker’s hand.
