Yak sat up straighter. “If he collects his cash in person, why not have Savannah lure him inside?”
Anger pounded through Punc’s veins. “She isnotbait.”
Blood smiled. “You’re right, but I like this idea. We take him from her place, we’d be in position to ambush him and it’s not as public as a bar.”
Punc took a deep breath, but his voice still sounded tight with anger. “Catalina can’t be there.”
“Of course not,” Blood said.
After a beat, Punc said, “The last two payments, he collected first thing in the morning.”
“Good,” Cal said.
“I’d rather not wait until the end of the month,” Punc said.
Turk locked eyes with Punc. “Have her call him and offer an extra payment.”
“Still puts him in control,” Cal said.
Punc felt a hint of relief as a thought hit him. “Her dad’s tied up in this. He told Frank about an insurance payout. She could tell Frank that Doug’s threatening to take the cash from her.”
Blood nodded. “I’d buy that.”
“She have any neighbors?” Cal asked.
“One, since her house is on the corner. He’s a cool guy.”
Yak shot Punc some side-eye. “Cool enough for at least one truck in his driveway at o’dark-thirty?”
Punc nodded. “Yeah. And if not, I’ll talk him into it.”
Turk looked down the table to Volt. “If we do this at her place, where are we taking him? Someone was staking out our property in Callahan. Have we checked if it’s clear now?”
Volt arched a brow. “It is. That car hasn’t been seen in the area in weeks, so taking him to the woods is an option, if we plan to kill him. That’s a critical part of the plan that isn’t decided.”
On the one hand, Punc didn’t want to kill Frank, but on the other hand, he’d rest easier knowing the asshole was out of the way permanently.
Turk ran a hand through his dark hair. “There is something else we could consider, but we’d have to trust bringing a group of country boys into this plan.”
“Why would we do that?” Blood asked.
Turk twisted a hand up. “Their sister was in a similar situation - though Frank got her hooked on drugs, then loaned her money. When her brothers wanted to get her out of that situation, they approached me about Frank, thought I might know shit about him. I didn’t, but talked to some of my regular bettors. I wasn’t able to help them much, but they saw my cut, and asked if the Riot might help them deal with Frank. This was back when Teach was still around, and he wasn’t interested. Other shit was swirling around the club. Anyway, to my knowledge, they still haven’t gotten her free of Frank.”
Patch cleared his throat. “Are you able to get in touch with one of them?”
Turk dipped his chin. “I still got a number for them. Whether or not they’ll be interested is another story.”
“I want to sit in on that conversation, Turk. It’s risky bringing in outsiders, but with a shared enemy this might work.”
Cal looked from Volt to Punc. “Have her call him Sunday evening. See if he’ll come Monday morning. That will give you time to talk to the neighbor about having one of our trucks in his driveway.”
Punc dipped his chin. “And if Darren wants to come Sunday night?”
Cal shrugged a shoulder. “Tundra, Me, Volt, and Razor are at the clubhouse all weekend. We can swing by half an hour before she calls him. Gives us time to go over the plan with her, and if he says he’s showing in the morning, we leave and come back then.”
“I’m at the clubhouse all weekend, too,” Blood chimed in. “Abby’s working a night shift Sunday, so I’ll be down to kick this bastard’s ass.”
Turk swung his gaze to Punc. “Play that part by ear. He wants a night meet, Yak can head over from Platinum’s, too.”
