“Thanks, I appreciate that. But since I have you here, I’d like to get a cut made up for Ruby. One that declares her as my property, to make it official. You know what I mean?”
Zane smiles widely. “Shit, you are serious. Congrats, man.”
“That I am. I know it’s tradition to get a tattoo here with the Reapers, so when I get back I’ll see if it’s something she’s open to. Ruby doesn’t have any tats.”
“She’ll have one soon, that’s for damn sure,” Zane comments, and while he’s probably not wrong, I’m not going to be overly optimistic.
Chuckling lightly, I decide to change the subject. “I’m still plannin’ to stop by Boss’ club. What did you want me to check in on again?”
“The usual, make sure we’re still being welcomed. It doesn’t hurt to check in with them either. Rumor has it that cult is making its rounds again. I’m pretty damn sure Boss is starting that regent program with the Devil’s Riot MC. Honestly, I wanna know more about that shit, so go handle what you need to at Stonewall and the day you come back from there you make sure to stop in at the Iron Vex MC’s clubhouse.”
“You got it. I never mind seein’ them. They’re a fun bunch.”
“I think you mean rowdy as hell, not fun,” Zane cackles, heading toward the door and opening it for me.
As I walk through it, I respond, “Maybe a little bit of both.”
“I can’t argue with you there,” Zane comments as I head further into the club. I’d set my carryon bag in the back of my SUV last night and asked Frost to do the same, so hopefully she has. This way we can just roll in a couple hours.
I kind of want to head over to the barn and get some blood on my hands, but I’ll be getting plenty of blood soon enough. Hopefully later tonight when we touch down in Albany. I’ve been at Stonewall before, so I’ll be heading there in disguise with Frost. We won’t be wearing our cuts, but instead we’ll be wearing Stonewall University sweatshirts and have brochures, posing as students who’re looking to start their graduate programs. Frost had mentioned to me last night that she’d need to get some Kat Von D concealer to cover up my facial tattoos. I couldn’t believe the audacity she had thinkin’ I’d willingly wear makeup, but she quickly reminded me that grad students don’t typically have facial tattoos.
Frost sees me from the corner of the room and comes walking right up to me. Zane walks around us and heads toward his wife and son, but the way Frost stares at me with a sparkle in her eyes tells me she’s up to something.
“What’re you up to?” I’m half afraid of whatever her answer’s going to be.
“You know Ruby’s friend is here right, Portia?”
I nod. “Obviously. Not much of a fan of hers.”
“Whatever, you don’t have to be. What you do need to be is thankful because we’re going to make our cover work now. She gave me her friend Ian’s number. He’s already a grad student at Stonewall and said he’d show us around a little bit if we wanted. It’s the perfect cover. How else are we going to fit in better than by being doted around campus by one of their most notorious students?”
I shake my head. “I should’ve figured you’d find your way to weasel us into something like that.”
Frost puts a hand on her hip. “I’ll have you know I’m quite the resourceful fucker, and you’re glad I got this sorted out, so don’t even try to get that sassy attitude with me, mister.”
She’s right. I’m glad she thought outside of the box. It’ll make what we’re trying to achieve much easier. “You said you rented us a cabin ten miles away from campus?”
“Yep, and I got us a rental van from this shady place on the wrong side of town. They let us pay in cash and don’t require ID.” Sounds like they’re a bit shady, but that works for us.
“Sounds good. We still need to make sure to grab cleaning supplies. I don’t want them finding any fibers or blood in the back of the van.”
“You act like this is my first rodeo, Zorro. Relax, I got us covered,” Frost cackles and pauses for a minute. “When’re we leaving again? I need to give my girl some extra lovin’.”
“Two hours. Meet me out at the SUV, and if