Alexandra’s brows drew together. “Why church? This isn’t a club problem.”
Beast’s gaze cut to me and back to her. “You got two brothers and a prospect here. It became a club problem when they decided to set you up.”
She shook her head. “But for all we know, Ines could have done that thinking it would keep the money hidden.”
“Doesn’t matter, we’re keeping you safe,” Tundra said.
From the pointed look she aimed at Tundra, I braced for what Alexandra said next.
“What about cornering Brantley?”
Tundra smiled like he enjoyed her spunky attitude. “That’s club business now.”
Beast stood before Alexandra could retort. “You got studying to do. Tundra and I have to hit the road, so give us hugs and we’ll let you do your thing.”
She moved to him and gave him a hug.
Tundra said, “The prospect has some shit to do for us before we go. Lock the door after us.”
I waited until I heard the lock click behind us before I followed Beast and Tundra downstairs.
They stopped at their bikes.
In a low voice, I asked, “Are we going to talk to Brantley?”
Beast gave the slightest of nods. “I didn’t want her to know that. If I hadn’t had whiskey last night I’d have kept that to myself.”
I nodded. “You want me to lead the way?”
Tundra grinned. “Bikes are noisy. We need you to drive us over there.”
We loaded into my truck and headed over to Brantley’s.
“Don’t park too close to his unit,” Beast said as I turned off University.
I smiled. “Not a problem.”
Five minutes later, I found a street-side space half a block from Brantley’s building.
Beast shrugged out of his cut, folded it, angled out of the truck, and placed his cut on the seat. I glanced to Tundra, but he didn’t follow suit.
“I’m thinking Tobias told this asshole everything. Only one of us has to convince him to open the door. That’ll be easier if I don’t look like a biker,” Beast explained.
I nodded. “He won’t be thrilled to see me again. He’s in unit one-oh-two.”
Beast knocked on the door, and to my surprise, Brantley opened it.
“Whatever you’re selling, I’m not interested, man.”
Beast shot him a gleaming white smile. “Even if it’s that half-a-kilo you’ve been lookin’ for?”
Brantley kept quiet.
Beast tipped his head toward the apartment. “I think you’re gonna want to talk to me. Or I can just send the Sixers your way.”
Brantley opened the door further. Beast waited a beat while Tundra and I joined him.
The moment he caught sight of me, Brantley’s eyes widened. “He’s not comin’ in here.”
