Chapter 15
Fox
I headed to the lodge with the smell of Harlow still on my lips. Laiken had more updates on the Devil’s Saints, and Mac was calling yet another fucking church meeting. I was pissed I had to leave Harlow. I was no closer to having any answers as to why she affected me the way she did. But I also wasn’t any closer to getting her to flip on her father. The way she talked about him, it was like he was a fucking superhero. If Mac didn’t stop fucking calling me, I wouldn’t be able to get anything done. If he was constantly wanting me to check in and bullshit, I’d spend more time on my fucking phone than I would with Harlow.
I pulled up to the lodge and made my way for the mechanic’s shop. I busted in, not concealing my anger at the situation as the guys looked over at me. They were all grinning and being assholes as Mac gave me a once-over, then we all sat down in our chairs and got to talking.
“How are things going with Harlow?” Mac asked.
“If you’d stop fucking calling me, they’d be better,” I said.
“Had to call church,” Mac said.
“Then fucking call it without me next time,” I said.
“Shit. Her pussy must’ve been good,” Hawk said.
“Shut your fucking mouth,” I said.
“Calm the hell down, Fox. She’s just a mission,” Talon said.
“Was that what Calista was to you? Just a mission?” I asked. I saw Talon’s muscle tense as he gave me a death glare.
“All right, all right. I get your damn point, Fox. There’ve been a lot of meetings, and I obviously interrupted something. But Laiken’s got information she’s passed onto Snake, and it’s important,” Mac said.
“I had her fucking talking about her dad, so it better be important,” I said.
“Well shit,” Snake said. “I gotta side with Fox on this one. If he already has her talking about her dad, we called this shit at the wrong time.”
“Just get on with it, Snake,” I said. “What does Laiken have for us?”
“You seeing her again soon?” Talon asked.
“After this damn meeting, yes. So get it over with,” I said.
“Laiken wanted to come tell us the information herself, but things are getting bad at the station,” Snake said.
“Why?” I asked.
“There’s been a shit ton of movement at the Devil’s Saints compound, and she now has proof that the Saints are gearing up for a large firefight. Beast is worse than ever and pissed off that his shit isn’t getting to him fast enough. He had an entire truck, of shit delivered to the fucking front door of the compound last night,” Snake said.
“Laiken got pictures of this shit?” Mac asked.
“Sitting on her damn desk. The DEA still can’t get close enough without starting shit to see what it is, but they’ve got pictures of what Laiken thinks is four different trucks,” Snake said.
“Four different fucking trucks?” Hawk asked.
“Do they have any theories as to what this shit could be?” I asked.
“My guess is ammo. Guns. Shit, they could use to wipe some people off this planet,” Snake said.
“You think they’re geared towards us,” Talon said.
“I think we’re in their crosshairs, yes. And if they’re gearing up to come at us again, we’re sorely outgunned,” Snake said.
“Can we just take Beast out already? I mean, come on. If we had him out of here, this shit would be easier,” Hawk said.
“It’s frustrating as hell, but we made Laiken a promise. No one dies by our hands if we can help it,” Snake said.
“We could make it look like this couldn’t be helped easy,” I said.
“I’m not breaking a promise to my woman unless I have to. Unless our lives are in danger. And right now, we’ve got trucks, a hotheaded President, and speculation,” Snake said.
“Looks like Laiken’s rubbing off on you,” Mac said with a grin.
“Don’t worry. I’m also rubbing off on her. She’s doing some creative shit to get us this information,” Snake said.
“Fine,” Hawk said with a sigh. “But if this shit gets out of hand, I’ve got no issues breaking a promise to Laiken and keeping your hands free of it. We’ve got our own families to protect. Syd and Emery are scared shitless. And I’ll take that asshole out in a heartbeat if I feel he’s coming for them.”
“Same here,” Talon said. “Gemma’s visibly pregnant now, and that makes her a big target for assholes like the Saints.”
“I won’t stop you if it gets that far,” Snake said. “But right now, it hasn’t.”
“There any way Laiken can get us copies of those pictures?” Mac asked.
“I’ll call her later and ask. Things are hot and heavy at the department today. The DEA’s scrambling to figure out what’s in those trucks. But when I talk with her, I’ll ask,” Snake said.
“Anything else?” Talon asked. “Because Fox needs to get back to work.”
“No fucking joke,” I said.
“I’m good if you guys are good. Snake, get those pictures. Fox, get back to Harlow. Everyone else, keep your nose to the grind and lay low. We’ll find a way out of this. We always do,” Mac said.
I was the first out of my chair and out the damn door. I strode back to my bike as my phone began to vibrate. I smiled, thinking it was Harlow sending me something or trying to call.
But my blood froze when I saw it was Calais.
Call me now. Every second you waste is a dollar you won’t see.
I bit the inside of my cheek and mounted my bike. I had to make it look like I was going back to Harlow. I scrolled through my phone and called Calais, keeping a grin on my cheeks to save face for the club.
But inside, my stomach was rolling with nerves. I had no idea what was going on or who the hell had fucked something up, but I knew something was wrong. And if something was wrong with the KG9’s, it meant I was their automatic fall guy.
Which meant that right now, both the club and Harlow were in trouble.