“Got some good news,” I say to everyone currently standing in front of me. “Won garage of the year, and got a pretty fuckin’ nice prize. Vacation, ten nights, secluded island. Can take ten people not including myself.”

Shania’s eyes get big, and she grins at me, “I hope I’m one.”

I shrug. “Not sure yet.”

She flips me the bird.

I give her a grin.

Fuckin’ angel.

“You’re all here, because I had to choose who I wanted to come. Was hard, obviously I was going to bring staff members, but I had a few more spaces. So, if you’re in for it, you’re welcome to come along.”

I stare at the people I’ve called over to my place, to tell them the good news.

Damon, Finn, Indiana, Shania, Slater, Ellie, Erin, Lucy, Malakai and Amalie.

It was hard picking, that’s for fuckin’ sure. Had to bring my brothers, for obvious reasons, and that meant Ellie came along, too. The others I picked because I figured they’d work. Indiana works with us, so she was a choice straight away. Erin is Ellie’s friend, and I like her. Lucy is Shania’s sister, so obviously she was in. And then I had two left, so I picked Malakai and Amalie.

Malakai has been good to me. Seems only fair to ask him along.

Shania walks over as everyone starts chatting excitedly, and leans in, “Are you some sort of evil?”

“What you talkin’ about, woman?” I ask her, grabbing her hips and pulling her close.

“Erin, Indiana, and Finn?”

I grin at her.

She thumps my chest.

“You’re fucking evil, Lincoln Knight. That’ll blow up.”

“At least they’ll deal with it,” I grin.

“Or they’ll kill each other.”

I shrug. “That’s dealing with it.”

“You’re awful!”

I press my lips to her forehead. “Just imagine the drama. It’ll be fuckin’ entertaining.”

“Awful,” she slaps my chest, and turns, sauntering off.

“This is fuckin’ great, Lincoln. Appreciate it,” Malakai tells me, shaking my hand.

“Anytime, brother. You’ve done a lot for my family.”

“I love islands!” Ellie claps. “Yay!”

Erin looks towards Indiana, who is looking at Finn.

Finn is glaring at me.

What?

He doesn’t know I know.

“You’re welcome, brother,” I say to him, and he flips me the bird.

“When do we leave?” Erin asks, staring at me, her cheeks red.

She’s probably pissed.

But she’s not silly enough to say no. It isn’t every day you get a free vacation.

“Two weeks.”

“This is awesome!” Lucy claps. “Beach, alcohol, and no work!”

“Don’t forget the men,” Erin points out.

Finn glares at her.

Yep, going to be awesome.

“Thanks so much, Lincoln,” Indiana tells me.

“Welcome.”

A knock at the door has me turning my head, and frowning.

Finn stands and walks over, as if he already knows who it is. As if he’s been waiting.

I watch as he opens it, and a fuckin’ well-built man stands there, hand raised to knock again. He lowers it when he sees Finn.

“Hey Finn,” he murmurs.

“How are you, bro?”

“Good. Sorry I’m late.”

The two of them walk in, and I go over, studying the guy he’s got with him. This must be the one he was going to get to fight for me. Big fella, well built, looks pissed. Super pissed. Like life just gets in his fuckin’ way. And he has broken brown eyes, which makes him even more likely to make a name for himself. He’s got a buzz cut, and some ink on his arms. But it’s the cargo pants, that get me.

Army?

I don’t know.

Either way, he’s an angry looking man.

Which is good.

The broken ones always fight the best.

I thought Finn was going down to get him, must have changed his mind. Shania steps up beside me, and studies the man, too. I notice the other girls have stopped, and are checking him out. I suppose to them...he’s hot. Fuckin’ nasty.

“You must be my new fighter,” I say, extending a hand.

He takes it, looking at me and nodding, “Yeah, that’s me. I’m early, hope that’s okay.”

“Always got room for new fighters. I’m Lincoln, Finn’s brother. I run the club.”

He keeps hold of my hand. “I’m Brody.”

Brody hey.

Man looks like he’s going to make some noise.

Sounds fuckin’ good to me.

Time to get your hands dirty, Brody.