Total pages in book: 178
Estimated words: 163885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 656(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 163885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 819(@200wpm)___ 656(@250wpm)___ 546(@300wpm)
He looked directly at Plank. “If this was a fuckin’ setup, you hopin’ my girls would fight so you’d have an excuse for a war, they’re too good for that shit. And just so you know, you would have been the first to die. We fuckin’ had you covered all the way, and you should have known that.”
He turned on the heel of his boot and started for his bike. Reaper didn’t move a muscle. Neither did Ice or Storm. They formed a line between Czar and the Diamondbacks. Each wore a grim face, one that said clearly that they were willing to die, but they’d take everyone with them.
“Pierce, that damn bitch is always causin’ trouble. What the fuck was she doing here? None of them should have been here. She just lost us one of the best support clubs we’ve got.” Plank hissed his displeasure, flicking his gaze at the group of women.
Tawny’s face had gone from white to so pale she looked like a ghost. She made a move toward the car, but three of the Diamondbacks cut her off.
“I have no idea how they found out about the meet, Plank, but I’ll get to the bottom of it. That’s Judge’s old lady.” Pierce glanced over his shoulder at the Diamondback behind him. “Tawny’s got a mouth on her. She’s never been on the back of my bike. I let her blow me, but I never talked about this meet to her.”
“You fuckin’ couldn’t keep it in your pants until we had this deal in the bag?” Plank turned away in disgust. “I want to know how she found out. And she’s banned. The rest are disciplined hard. I don’t care if they’re someone’s old lady, they had no fuckin’ business being here. Find out who let them come and why. I want a report. This was club business. Bitches weren’t welcome.”
Plank stormed back into the bar. Reaper, Ice and Storm made their way back to their bikes, all three eyeing Pierce. Storm gestured toward him, giving him the finger. Ice stared at him for a long time. He’d promised the man if he hurt Alena in any way, he’d kill him, and he meant it. He saluted and backed all the way to his bike. The three took off.
Savage waited until they were all the way down the road before he secured his rifle and slipped it into his carrying bag. He’d been so tempted to end Pierce, but Czar would never give the go-ahead until a sufficient amount of time had passed. Only when no one would remember, when there would be no associating his death with Alena or Torpedo Ink, would he give them a green light.
Savage’s bike was parked up the road from the bar, deep in the shadows of the trees. He was making his way toward the bar, sliding up onto the roof, when a smaller shadow joined him. He closed his eyes. “Not a smart move, babe.”
Eavesdropping on the Diamondbacks was a risky business under any conditions. Alena listening in when she was highly emotional, even though she was a professional, might be courting disaster.
She gave him one emotion-laden look and, using toes and fingers, slid her body closer to the vent. The two of them entered the attic, which was open-beamed in several places, giving them both sight and audio to the small group gathered below.
Plank was still furious, pacing back and forth. “I want that bitch gone, Pierce. She’s been trouble since the day she came. She’s split up two families, and she’s trying to get my wife to think I’ve been with her, which is never going to happen. After the run, I want you to take care of that permanently, Pierce. You have a problem with that?”
“None at all.”
“What about you, Judge?” Plank spun around to confront his second-in-command. “I believe your old lady is her friend.”
Judge held up both hands. “Not anymore. That bitch stepped way over the line, and Theresa knows it. She tried to stop her. She already knows she never should have been here tonight. Tawny has way too much influence over all the women. I’m good with getting rid of her.”
“Wait until after the run. We can use the bitch to get information on the Venomous club. She likes to use her mouth. Let her actually be useful. You like that shit so much, Pierce, that you blew your one chance for us to have an in with Torpedo Ink.”
“That’s bullshit. You were the one who insisted I get that fucking video from Alena.”
“You were getting too close to her. You’re always immune to the ladies, and she had you wrapped around her little finger. I needed you to show me where your loyalties were.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it. My loyalties have always been to the club. You didn’t expect Alena to have loyalty to her club. Frankly, neither did I, but that should have earned her respect, not this kind of crap. I gave you the video as proof of loyalty, and instead of deleting it like you said you would, you sent it out to everyone. You were the one who just lost us the one asset we had, so don’t put that shit on me.” Pierce sounded furious.