Patriot (Savaged Souls MC #4) - K.J. Dahlen Page 0,46

a keepsake. But I was wrong. He didn’t care then and he sure as hell doesn’t care now.” He snorted. “I’ve always known that Levi Silvers was a bastard but I never realized until I saw Jase standing a few feet away from me a week back, sent here to kill me that he was this much of a bastard. He didn’t care that Jase would kill me and he never believed that Jase would kill you either. Me, Levi didn’t care about but I know he would have cared about him killing you. He had plans for you. Now we all know what those plans are.” He shrugged. “I thought maybe he would marry you off because no one is supposed to know he’s sick. I didn’t realize till years later that wasn’t it at all. He thought he’d kept that a secret from the world but I guess he didn’t keep it secret enough.”

James glanced down at his smart watch and announced, “My partners have arrived.” Looking up at Gunner, he asked. “Will you meet with them?”

Gunner looked over at Boone and saw his slight nod then he gazed over at Cobra and saw him agree as well. Looking back to James he said, “Tell them to come in.”

James typed a message into his phone.

They all waited for Bastian and Bane to join them.

The door to the clubhouse opened and two men walked inside. Both were dressed in suits, both had an air of richness, and deadliness about them that these men hadn’t seen before.

Gunner got to his feet, as did Boone and Cobra.

The pair walked over to the table then stood for a moment and sized up the others.

“James, why don’t you do the introductions?” Bane asked.

James got to his feet. Turning to Gunner he said, “Gentlemen I’d like to introduce you to Bane Jessip and Sebastian Castle. My name is James Branken.”

Cobra gasped and stared at the two men. Just like everyone else in the room, he knew at least one of those names.

Bane Jessip was a legend in his field. The underground still echoed his name in whispers and awe.

“The Priest?” Annie whispered as she raised her hand to her mouth in shock.

Cobra snapped his head around to stare at her. “What the fuck did you say?”

“He’s the man they called the Priest,” she whispered.

Everyone’s eyes went to Bastian.

He smiled slowly. “I have been known to answer to that name, yes.”

Gunner recovered his wits first and reached out his hand to them. “I’m Sawyer West, this is my MC. Everyone here calls me Gunner. This is my VP Boone and this is Cobra.”

Cobra remained silent for once as he simply stared at the pair.

“Gentlemen.” Bastian shook hands with them, as did Bane.

Bane nodded at the bikers then at Damen. “We know who all of you are.”

Annie scoffed but with a little shock in her face and voice as she said, “Oh, I bet you three even know what color underwear we all wear.”

Gunner turned to look at her.

Harry stifled a chuckle at her comment. “She’s well aware of these men and who they are.”

Damen stared at them in some shock as well. “She’s not the only one.

“Can we sit down and talk?” Bane asked in a low, firm tone.

Chapter Fifteen

Becky turned and studied the three men at the table. “Can I ask you a question?”

James, Bane and Bastian turned to look at her.

“What makes you think the three of you can take down something as big as the SANG group?

“Fair question,” Bane admitted. “We don’t work within the law. Now I’m not saying we break the law but as you know, most men are bound by rules and regulations. We have known violence and we’ve taken the law into our own hands in the past. And we will more than likely, do it again.”

“Does that make you killers like the men you are so willing to take down?” she wanted to know.

Annie gasped and everyone looked uncomfortable at her question.

“Anyone who knows our names know what we used to do to earn a dollar.” Bane gave her a nod. “Every man has a choice to make at some point in their lives. It’s easy just to continue on with what they are doing or do something they feel strong enough about to change and go in another direction completely.” He paused and looked around at the people listening. “I admit I was a stone colder killer until I found my niece. A young woman raised