Knuckles (Dragon Riders MC #4) - Savannah Rylan Page 0,54

meetings, maybe get the gang together a time or two. Then, we’d hop into shit.

Then, we’d start opening our doors again.

Plus, we still didn’t know what our standing was with the Feds. My worry was that they were still watching, even though they weren’t in town. Not like I’d had time to address that with Link, though. He was much too busy being up the ass of some new guy whose timing was a bit too… precocious.

Hey, I read books. I know what the fuck that word means. Asshole.

Anyway, like I was saying: the guys were too chummy and too positive for the ordeal we’d been through, so I took it upon myself to keep watching their backs. While these guys were off in la la land with their girls and their homes and their living situations and being excited about sleeping with the same girl over and over again, I decided to actually watch out for things. I decided to look over my shoulder. To double-check the shadows.

After all, someone had to save them from their own stupidity.

“Who’s the new guy?” Ash asked.

His voice pulled me from my thoughts as he plopped down into a chair, causing it to creak almost like it might break.

“Ash. You’re finally back. Where’s Bowser?”

He clapped my shoulder. “Right here. Got a beer for ya, too.”

I reached over my shoulder. “Thank. Fuck.”

Ash nodded towards Link. “So, who is he?”

I felt the ice cold beer hit my palm. “A guy named Chains. Came in about an hour ago inquiring about joining up with us.”

Bowser paused. “Wait, what?”

I sipped my drink. “Yep. It’s about as weird as you think it is.”

Ash watched the scene for a bit before turning to me. “So, our patrol.”

Bowser sat down next to me. “Clean as a whistle. And we went over everything twice. No black cars or SUVs. No surveillance.”

“Looks like those Feds packed up and really did ship out.”

I clicked my tongue. “I’m sure they did.”

Bowser furrowed his brow. “You believe they’re still watching us?”

My eyes slowly gravitated back over to Chains. “All I know is the Feds never let up when they’ve got a theory working. My guess? They’re not in town, but they’re still watching. Somehow.”

I watched as Link looked over at him and he nodded. I wasn’t sure what the hell that meant, but apparently Bowser did. He tapped me on my shoulder again before ushering me to rise. And Ash did the same. The three of us stood to our feet and I watched as Bowser started making his way for the back rooms of the Iron Horse.

And when he nodded for us to follow, I did as such.

I chugged my beer and dumped it into a trash can before walking back into the hallway. We dumped ourselves into Link’s office all the way at the end, the furthest away from all the riff-raff and ruckus of the bar. I watched the door, waiting for the other guys to show up. And one by one, they filed in.

Until all of us were in a room behind a closed door together.

Link put his hands on his hips. “So, who’s convinced that Chains is an undercover agent?”

My jaw hit the floor. “Uh, me. Yeah, thanks. That’s exactly what that bastard is.”

Bowser shrugged. “I haven’t met him yet. But, the timing is suspicious.”

Ash nodded his agreement as Knuckles pointed at Link. “There could be a chance that he’s not. Just to play Skeleton’s Advocate for a second.”

All of us chuckled as a grin grew across Knuckle’s face. But then, he kept going.

“I get assuming that he’s bad. But, what if he isn’t? What if he genuinely has an interest in the group? We could use another body in all of this.”

I blinked. “You’re kidding, right? The man practically reeks of undercover operative.”

Ash nodded again. “I agree.”

I pointed up at him. “See? Even the behemoth agrees. Oh, and by the way, their patrol showed that the Feds have cleared out of the area. Though, none of us believe that doesn’t mean they’re not watching.”

Link looked over at Bowser. “So, your patrols were a success?”

Bowser cleared his throat. “‘Success’ is a bit of an odd word to use for our patrols. But, yes. They were technically a success. No sign of the Feds or any cars that might be used by them. Again, though, doesn’t mean they aren’t watching.”

I sighed. “It might just mean they put everything in place to watch us from afar, so they went to physically focus