all got demons, Whizz.”
It’s true, but it’s been a while since mine last surfaced. Chains, I notice, has moved closer to the bar, but he moves back to his position against the wall when he’s sure I’m level again.
My thoughts scatter as one of the club bunnies, women who stay around the clubhouse, saunters over. I think her name is Roxy. She’s got fake tits that sit too high and too perky, dark hair that curls around her shoulders in loose waves and piercing blue eyes that see too much. She’s got a thing for Crank. I worked that out within the first three minutes I was here. Not sure how mutual the feelings are, though. I’ve seen him with her, but I think he just sees her as convenient. She runs her hands over his arm and chest.
“You need to relax, baby?”
He waves her off. “Not now, sweetheart.”
She pouts at him, but he ignores her. He must be feeling fucking down. Usually, he’d be all over her with a fucking smile. She clearly doesn’t like the rebuttal.
“I’m fucking horny!”
“Go find another dick to ride.”
“Bastard,” she growls and flounces off.
“That bitch is crazy,” I tell him as Mac places a drink in front of me.
He snorts. “Don’t I know it.”
As soon as the kid turns away, I set my attention on Crank.
“You doing okay, brother?”
His mouth pulls into a dark line.
“Still pissed about last night and that fucking shipment.”
I take a sip of my beer, letting the malty taste sit on my tongue for a moment before swallowing it down.
“It’s fucking bullshit. We need to go after these fuckers. Teach them not to mess with the Sons.”
I place a hand on his shoulder. “Trust Omen. He’ll fix this shit.”
“Yeah, but we shouldn’t have let those fuckers take the stuff in the first place. Should have fought harder.”
“From what I heard there were twenty of them, all with guns, against six. Ain’t exactly a fair fight. Flash was already hurt. You did what you had to do by protecting your brothers.”
“Should have done more.”
I understand why he’s giving himself a hard time. I would too. I wish I could tell him we got the guns out, but until me, Omen and Havoc work out where the leak is coming from, I have to keep quiet.
“You did what you could,” I assure him.
I drink my beer and then head to find Omen. He’s in his office with Havoc. He peers up as I enter, and Havoc offers me the other chair in front of the desk. I sink into it.
“Any news?” I ask.
Omen shrugs. “Nothin’ yet. Havoc’s put out some feelers. We’re pretty sure from the description Crank gave us of one of the tats he saw, that it matches a guy called Brick. He’s a member of the Fallen Demons.”
I don’t know the name, but I’m not up to date with all the allies and enemies Tennessee has.
“They enemies of the club?”
“Allies,” Havoc mutters. “Supposed to be anyway.”
“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. I never expect allies to remain forever, but to break an agreement in such an underhanded way has my teeth grinding together. “Can we confront them?”
“I want more proof before I do. I’ve told Crank to keep what he saw to himself for now. Don’t want it common knowledge we know who these fuckers might be. I want to send more men on the runs, but if we have a rat in the club, I don’t want to scale it into a full-blown gun fight. Flash getting hit was bad enough, but I’m not losing any of my guys.”
“So, how do we figure out who is betraying us?”
“Not sure yet. I sent six brothers with the last shipment, and those fuckers sent twenty men. Someone is talking.”
“Who did you tell about the run?”
“The six who were doing it—Crank, Chains, Hatchet, Dice, Flash and Mac.”
“Likely it’s one of them,” I tell him. I don’t want to think about any of them being the one stabbing us in the back, but the truth is it has to be one of them.
Omen sighs. “Fucking sick of this shit.”
I know how he feels. It’s fucking exhausting having to watch every word you’re saying, making sure you’re not telling brothers—men we should be able to trust—things. I feel the knife twisting in my back every time I step foot in the common room, wondering who is betraying my brothers.
When we find out, the outcome won’t be pretty. Omen and Havoc will strip the