a halter crop top to grab the piles of dirty clothes on my floor. Angel stiffens but keeps to her work, tapping away quietly.
I keep an eye on Anna and when she opens her mouth to speak to me, I shut that shit down with nothing but a look.
Angel sitting on my bed wouldn’t be a deterrent for Anna, she’d probably enjoy the audience.
When she finally leaves, Angel lasts about thirty seconds before snapping, “So do you always have women in here picking up after you?”
I purposefully don’t look up from my own work. “Why would you care?"
She sniffs a little, turning her fucking nose up at me. "I don't. I was just going to say they aren't exactly doing a good job."
Frigid fucking bitch.
The warm and open girl who woke up at the hospital is long gone, the same old Angel back in her place. I go back to ignoring her to work on my own shit but now I'm fucking fuming.
We sit in silence for another hour but it's not as comfortable. She's jittery and twitchy, and I'm one step away from snapping at her, pushing her buttons until she drops back down to her knees for me. Fuck, she sucks dick like a pro and that's the type of release I need right now.
Maybe then she'd calm the hell down.
"Tomi?"
Her voice snaps me out of my little daydream, the hesitant tone wrenching me back into the reality of the situation. "What?"
She flinches at the tone and I grind my teeth together at the sight of it. "Angel, tell me."
She swallows twice before she manages to get the words out. "The guy who does your books... do you trust him?"
And in four simple words, she has my full attention. "What have you found?"
She blanches a little and stumbles over her words. "It's—I mean, it could be nothing—"
"Angel, what the fuck have you found?"
She huffs. "If the IRS checked these books tomorrow your club would be fucked. Also, there's money going missing... a lot of money. It's... I mean, it's clear to me and any auditor but I guess to someone who didn't know—"
"How much money is being taken? Explain it to me."
She does.
She walks me through exactly how Maverick is stealing tens of thousands of dollars each month from the club and the sloppy way he's hiding it. And then she walks me through the hack job he's been doing with our taxes and just how royally fucked over we'll be the second an auditor comes knocking.
More than that, she's given me a fucking lead.
I start tracking his movements for the last month. Easy enough to do now I have the security up everywhere and sure e-fucking-nough, there he is.
Three Demons and a wad of fucking cash.
I call King from my computer. "I've got it. I've found the best drop off route."
I stick to the agreed on code, even with the whole club out there looking for clues about the Demons. Just in case, I don’t want Maverick making a fucking run for it and having to chase the cunt.
I don’t want to leave Speck exposed like that and there’s no fucking way I’m leaving Angel.
I’ve accepted that now.
He grunts down the line and hangs up, two minutes later he comes through the door. Angel startles on the bed but he ignores her. "You sure?"
I nod. "Without a doubt. There's no way anyone could get stopped."
He nods and walks over to look at the screen. I have the still of Mav standing there and King's face turns to fucking stone. "Call Rue and let him know we're going to check it out. Hawk too, but leave Hell to his hangover."
I nod and murmur, "Keely and Trink with Speck?"
He nods. "We have guys coming in from the Bay for backup. I'll station them close by."
I nod and glance at Angel. She's still glaring at the laptop screen. “I’ll get Angel to work, Axe is there to keep an eye on things. I'll catch you up on the drive."
He glances at her too and then nods.
Time for Mav to meet the Captain.
Serves the traitorous cunt right.
We get out to the swamp a little after midnight.
Rue and I drive in my truck together, silence in the cab for the whole drive. Sometimes you just have to get your shit together and spill the blood your club needs you to.
I don’t have any fucking hesitation in me.
Not a fucking drop.
When we pull up, King is already there waiting. Hawk both arrives a