Kace (Shattered Souls MC #3) - Heather Dahlgren Page 0,44

that mean?” I ask, sitting up a little straighter.

She tosses her phone next to her and sits up with me. “My family is powerful and wealthy. If something needs to get done, they can get it done.”

“Mia, are you part of a motorcycle club?” I ask, completely taken back.

She laughs and stands up to stretch. “No, they are businessmen.”

I’m not sure if that’s code for something or if they really are just powerful businessmen, but I’m not going to question it. She got me out of my lease and that’s what I was worried about.

“Thank you, Mia. I really do appreciate it,” I say, smiling at her.

“You’re welcome. Unfortunately, I need to head out. I have to meet Rob. I’ll text you later.”

She’s out the door before I can thank her again and the silence of the apartment settles over me. I look around at my little apartment trying to memorize it all. I’m going to miss it, but not as much as I’m missing Kace right now. I’m nervous for this move, but the feelings I’m allowing myself to experience for him overpower the nerves. It’s time for the next chapter, I just hope it goes the way I imagine.

Chapter 9

Kace

We are sitting around the table waiting for the phone to ring. Marco pulled through and found out who Kingsley’s supplier was. Now we are hoping we can convince him to deal with the Raging Devils. I’m having a hard time keeping my focus because I keep checking to see if Ivy texted me. When she called the other night and told me that she got out of her lease and would be heading back to Vegas at the end of the week I couldn’t have been happier. I’ve been tense not being able to watch over her but once she’s here I will feel better.

“What if he won’t deal with the Raging Devils?” Riley asks.

I snap my head to him and narrow my eyes. “Nervous now?”

“Fuck you,” he hisses.

“Both of you shut the fuck up,” Brooks growls. “We can’t worry about that until we need to.”

We should have a backup plan, but I’m not going to say anything. I’m as hopeful as Brooks that it will work, but there should always be a plan B. I know the only reason Damon hasn’t tried to kill me yet is because they are hoping to get this deal. If it falls through, the threat becomes imminent.

I glance at Z and he’s watching the cigarette burn away between his fingers. Brooks has his hands fisted on the table, Enzo keeps running his hand through his beard and all signs point to they think this isn’t going to work. If they truly believed it, we’d be talking, laughing, probably even having a few beers, but we aren’t. We’re sitting in complete silence.

Brooks’ phone rings and we all lean closer to hear. “Hey,” he answers.

He put it on speaker phone, resting it on the table. “Is this Brooks?”

“Yeah.”

“This is Vincent. I don’t have long, so I’ll get right to it. I got word you have an offer for me, so don’t bullshit me just tell me what it is,” he says.

Brooks looks around and we all nod for him to just do it. “I’m aware you used to do business with Lou Kingsley. I’m also aware that that situation doesn’t exist anymore. I can hook you up with someone who will double what you did with Kingsley.”

“Why should I believe that?” Vincent questions.

He’s not wrong to ask, he doesn’t know shit about us. I have no doubt his defenses are up and he thinks this could be some kind of a set up. That’s what I would think.

“Look, I’m trying to help you out and myself out by keeping the drugs out of my neighborhood. I’m doing this just as much for you as I am for me,” Brooks explains.

I have no idea if that is what this guy wants to hear. It’s a risky move and I hope it pays off, but there is no way to convince someone to believe you that doesn’t know you. Especially when that deal is drugs. The line is silent, and we all look around. Riley keeps nodding his head like the deal is going to happen. Finn hasn’t uncrossed his arms since we walked in. Alex keeps rubbing the back of his neck and Porter hasn’t taken his eyes off the phone. Zane glances at me and I lift my shoulders in a silent answer