Six-Gun - Winter Travers Page 0,23

well ask all of the questions while we were here.

Mick shook his head. “Nope. At least, not now. Both of her parents died about ten years back, and she didn’t have any brothers or sisters.”

“Why didn’t you want to tell me this on the phone?” Six-Gun asked him.

Mick looked around. “Because I prefer to do things in person. I need to see who I’m talking to. You can never be too safe.”

Six-Gun held up his hands. “I am who I said I was, man. Just looking for information. You just told us what happened fifteen years ago, man. Nothing to worry about.”

“Yeah, well, you don’t need to tell anyone where you got that information from either.” Mick finished his cigarette and then dropped it in the dirt. He ground it out with the heel of his boot and nodded to Six-Gun.

He walked away and disappeared around the building.

I blew out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding and looked up at Six-Gun. “Well, that was more information than I thought you would get.”

Six-Gun ran his fingers through his hair. “Me too, doll.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and typed a message. “Monk and the rest of the guys probably aren’t even going to believe this. Fucking crazy shit.”

“Do you think this Menace guy is the one who shot Leona?” I asked.

Six-Gun shrugged. “It seems likely, but then this happened fifteen years ago. I don’t know why Menace would suddenly go after Barracuda now.”

That was true. It seemed a bit farfetched for Menace and Barracuda to call a truce years ago and for Menace to choose now to seek revenge on Barracuda.

“What happens now?”

Six-Gun stuck his phone back in his pocket and held his hand out to me. I put my hand in his and tipped my head back to look him in the eye.

“Grab something to eat, take the long way back to the clubhouse, church, and then we get you to work.”

“Sounds like an awful lot.”

Six-Gun shrugged. “It’s still pretty early, and you gotta know life with the Royal Bastards is never chill and quiet.”

I sighed and tipped my head to the side. “I think chill and quiet would be good right now.”

Six-Gun laughed and pulled me back around the building. “It would, but I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon.”

He threw his leg over the bike, and I climbed on behind him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and laid my head on his shoulder.

“You okay?” he asked softly.

I realized what I had just done. I touched him much more than I had before. I did it without even thinking about it.

“Uh, yeah. I’m good.” And I actually meant it. I was good.

Granted things were heating up with the hunt for Leona’s killer, but I was good.

Better than I had been for months.

I slid my hand down and laid it on Six-Gun’s leg. “Thank you.”

He put his hand on top of mine and squeezed. “Whatever you need, doll.”

I still couldn’t put into words what I needed, but Six-Gun simply being there and letting me just be was a good start.

Chapter Nine

I know a guy…

Six-Gun

Monk shook his head. “Well, fuck. Had a lot of things running around in my head that Mick could have told you, but that wasn’t one of them.”

“That gives Menace a reason to come after Barracuda,” Playboy pointed out. “Though it seems pretty fucking weird he would wait this long to do something about it.”

“That’s what I’m fucking saying? Why wait this long to do something?” Jinx asked.

“This does make sense though,” Mace called. “Menace and Barracuda never really got along. It always felt like there was something more going on between the two.”

“And that something was obviously Charlene,” I sighed.

“Menace is fucking crazy if he went after Leona because of what happened fifteen years ago,” Tank scoffed.

“Or he’s mentally unstable,” Rebel muttered.

“That’s the damn truth.” Monk sat back in his chair. “So, now what the hell are we going to do with this information? It’s not like we know it was Menace who killed Leona, but it seems likely.”

“We know anyone who rides with the Devil’s Rebels?” Playboy asked.

Monk shrugged. “Sure, but I don’t know them enough for them to flip on their prez for us.”

“There’s gotta be one of their guys who will flip for the right price,” Rebel laughed.

“Yeah, but what if you pay that price and then they don’t have anything to say?” Playboy shook his head. “I say we just straight out ask