and if she was angry with anyone, she talked as much shit about them as possible—truth or lies, it didn’t matter.
She had committed one too many sins, although they all had to take some responsibility in her last fiasco, but they were all relieved when she was told to leave. She’d gone straight to the Diamondbacks. All of them knew she would run her mouth about them, but she didn’t really know anything about their club. It wouldn’t stop her from making up stories though.
“So now we all know we have an enemy in the Diamondback camp. Tawny has managed to become best friends with a woman by the name of Theresa,” Code said. “Theresa just happens to be the old lady of one of the members, a man by the name of Terry Partridge. His road name is Judge. I think you all remember how Tawny can suddenly be best friends with someone if it benefits her.”
“How do you find out all this stuff, Code?” Transporter asked.
“I monitor all correspondence between them. Tawny has a lot to say to Theresa, in particular about all of us. Now she has her sights set pretty high in the Diamondback club.”
Czar looked around the table. “You should all remember Tawny and her scheming ways. She was hoping to be Reaper’s old lady, and when that didn’t pan out, I think Savage was her next target.”
Savage lifted an eyebrow. “Yeah, she was all over me until I had her a couple of times and then she decided I wasn’t the one for her.” He shrugged. “Said she liked my kind of sex. I laid it out for her, spelled it out plain as day. She didn’t like it after all.”
“Your sex is extreme, Savage, even for someone like Tawny,” Czar said. “I imagine you scared the shit out of her on purpose. You don’t ever want anyone more than once anyway.”
Savage didn’t reply but he exchanged a look with Maestro that Absinthe couldn’t interpret. Savage was brutal. And scary. And dangerous. Tawny shouldn’t have tried lying to him. With a man like Savage, that was just plain stupid—especially when it came to sex.
Ice nudged Storm. “I’m pretty certain we were her favorites. She was all over us. We weren’t rough.”
“She was all over every single one of you and no doubt she’s all over every one of the Diamondbacks,” Czar said. “The point is, she’s got the ear of one of Plank’s close friends through his old lady.”
Code nodded. He didn’t look at Alena, but Absinthe did as Code continued. “Tawny has convinced Theresa, who in turn has convinced her husband, that Alena is not only using Pierce so she can spy on the Diamondbacks, but that her mission is to kill Plank. Supposedly, Alena wants to prove to Czar that she’s every bit as good as one of the men in our club.”
The fact that Code didn’t look at Alena told Absinthe he’d already revealed the contents of the emails to her. He had her back. They all did. She and Lana were the only two female survivors of the school of horrors they’d grown up in, and all of them watched over them.
“Theresa has enlisted the aid of her husband in helping her get Pierce to see that Tawny is the one for him. She’s whispering to all the club members how dangerous Alena is and how they need to watch out for her to protect their president,” Code continued.
“And then they turn around and ask us to do their dirty work for them,” Mechanic said. “What a crock of shit. It’s probably a setup, just like Czar said. Or they’re after Alena, trying to throw some heat her way.”
“I am afraid of that,” Czar admitted. “Have you been careful, Alena, when you’re around Pierce? You haven’t allowed him to see your gifts? Any of your abilities? You haven’t told him about your childhood or how you were raised? The fact that you know more ways to kill him than he could ever have been taught with all his military training? Even hinted at it?”
“Of course I didn’t allow him to see or suspect any of that,” Alena snapped indignantly. “I’m no amateur, Czar, and I wouldn’t get so wrapped up in him that I would forget who my loyalties belong with. He wanted to know what happened to Fred from the Venomous club on the last run we went to when the man keeled over at the table, but I