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I rubbed my forehead, grimacing and questioning if I really wanted to do this. It seemed like the best choice, though, since my uncle was busy with other important matters out of the state.
“Can you reach out to Quinn and Kane and have everyone meet me at the society? I’ll need a ride from there with someone, and we’ll need some gloves and shovels.”
Anderson blew out a breath. “No kidding?”
“No kidding. If the society is serious about protecting each other . . . Well, guess I’m about to find out if that’s true or not.”
“I can’t speak for Kane and Q, but I’ve got your back no matter what,” Anderson said, his tone full of sincerity.
“Thanks. I’ll owe you a few.” I rubbed my temple, hoping this would go well.
“A few?”
“Yeah. This favor is a big one. See you in a bit.” I disconnected the call before I grabbed my motorcycle keys and helmet. It was going to be a long night.
* * *
The door to the abandon butcher’s building creaked open as I led the way, Quinn, Kane, and Anderson right behind me.
I flipped on the light switch, and the room filled with the dingy light, exposing the blood splattered floor and Peter’s body. His lifeless eyes stared at the wall to the left.
“Holy hell. You weren’t kidding when you asked about supporting each other even if it was a murder, huh?” Quinn folded his arms over his chest and assessed the area.
“Why did you kill him?” Kane asked.
“Because he’s a sick bastard that liked to torture and hurt girls. Can’t have scum walking around with free rein.” I placed my hands on my hips.
“If any of you want to leave, now is your chance. Otherwise, I have to scrub this place clean and bury the bastard.”
Anderson shot me a look. Since he’d helped me toss Peter in the back of my trunk before he rushed Ari to the hospital, he already knew who was on the table.
“Fuck that. I’m in. We pledged to the brotherhood, so let’s see if we pass the test,” Quinn said.
“An accomplice to murder will certainly give us dirt on each other. I’ve been through worse, though,” Kane added, walking around the room. “Your secret is safe with me, Jag.”
I nodded, appreciating the verbal commitment as I wondered what Kane had lived through that was more terrible than burying someone.
“Same,” Anderson said, tipping his chin at me. “This son of a bitch had to be stopped. He was poison.”
I rubbed my hands together. “Let’s clean up. The bleach and other cleaning supplies are in the corner. Then we’ll put the bastard six feet under.”
Walking over to Peter’s body, I stared at him, not regretting that I’d ended his life but still curious what else he would have told me. It would have probably been more lies.
* * *
Hours later, I strolled into Coach’s office, then my room. I collapsed on the bed, exhausted. At least with three other guys, it hadn’t taken us all night.
Rolling over on my side, I removed my cell from my back pocket and called Gunner.It was almost two in the morning, but Gunner stayed up late and needed little sleep to function.
He answered on the second ring. “Hey, man. How are things?”
“My ass is lying on a new twin-sized mattress, so I would say pretty damn good.”
Gunner’s laugh filled the line. “No more old cot, huh?”
“Nope.”
“Nice.”
