her man? No such thing as coincidence.”
“Copper was your inside man up here?”
“Yes,” Dragon said.
“How can you be sure?” Lu asked, staring at Dragon.
“We’re sure,” Grease replied firmly.
I shot Lu a look before she could say anything else. By Grease’s tone and body language, Copper must’ve given them plenty of information—and it didn’t matter how many times Lu asked, there wasn’t a man in that room who would tell her how that had come about. There also wasn’t any way that our team could interrogate him. The man was definitely already dead.
“From what Copper said, those boys he hired were low-level shitheads and the only people he was in contact with,” Dragon continued.
“Do you know who the leak in Sacramento is?” I asked.
“Got some ideas,” he replied enigmatically. “Nothin’ concrete.”
“Yet,” Casper added.
“From what Casper said, you were thinkin’ of goin’ around the big man and usin’ his group to take him down,” Grease said. “Smart move.”
“But that ain’t gonna work for us,” Dragon said. “Might make Cecilia safe, might not, but either way, it’s not a long-term solution. Creatin’ a power vacuum in a white supremacist group is askin’ for more trouble.”
“What do you propose?” I asked cautiously.
I knew in that moment that whatever they decided, I was in. As far as I was concerned, the less power the FAM had, the safer Cecilia and Olive would be. However, I didn’t know that my team would be behind me. I couldn’t blame them. We were venturing into dangerous territory with an outlaw motorcycle club, and while we’d all skirted the law for a greater good in the past, this was different. There was a level of immunity that working for a government contractor gave us, and we’d be completely without that cushion if something happened.
“We go to them,” Cam said, speaking for the first time since they’d come into the room. “No more waiting for them to strike.”
“Because they will,” Grease said. “Sure as I’m sittin’ here, once they realize we know that it’s all connected—Cecilia, Rose and Mack, and Copper—they’ll be on their way.”
“How the fuck is it all connected?” Eli said, his face screwed up in confusion. He lifted his hand when Casper started to explain it again. “No, I get it. I see the connections. What I mean is, how the fuck did Cecilia somehow get caught up with this shit at the same time that you’re dealing with those asshats up here? No coincidences, my ass. This is the weirdest shit I’ve ever heard, and I have a grandpa that’s also my uncle.”
Every man sitting at the table stared at him.
“His mother’s mother married his father’s brother,” Lu said nonchalantly. “They’re from a small town. It’s not as incestuous as it sounds.”
“And I thought we had a tangled family tree,” Tommy said with a laugh.
“They knew where I was from,” Cecilia said from the edge of the room, making most people in the group glance at her in surprise. Everyone knew we were in the middle of a sit-down, so they’d steered clear of the room. I wondered how long she’d been eavesdropping. I was actually impressed by her nerve—if Olive would’ve started fussing, it would’ve given them away instantly.
“Explain,” Dragon said, waving her toward us.
I stood from my seat as she got closer and put out my hand. As soon as she’d laced her fingers through mine, I pulled her close.
“Thought I told you to stay in the bedroom?” I murmured into her ear.
“I thought you knew by now that I don’t take orders from you?” she replied easily. She lifted her head and gave me a quick kiss right there in front of everyone before handing Olive to me and sitting down in my chair.
Lu must’ve noticed the stunned expression on my face, because she leaned over and drug a chair closer so I could sit. “Here, Chief,” she said in amusement.
“Thanks.” I dropped into it and, holding Olive against my chest with one arm, I laid the other across the back of Cec’s seat.
“Cane Warren,” Cecilia explained. “The head of the militia? He knew where I was from. Who my family is.”
“He knew your pop was in the club?” Grease asked.
“Yeah,” Cecilia replied, nodding. “It wasn’t a secret. I mean, I didn’t talk about it with Cane, but I’m sure I talked to his wife Liv about it. She was my friend for years, so of course it came up.”
“What else you tell them?” Dragon asked. I could see that he was trying