“Bye, babe,” I said, and headed to the garage.
“Booker,” Crow said, pulling me back to the present.
“Hey.” I glanced up to see the Prez with a glass of whiskey in his hand. “Shit, already?”
“Fuckin’ shit day, Book.”
“Gonna get worse.”
“Figured.” He started toward the back of the building. “Let’s talk in my office.”
I kicked the door closed behind me and flopped down in one of the chairs facing Crow’s desk. “You got K&R insurance on your kid?”
Crow sat in my office chair and scowled. “How do you know about that?”
“I found out from the asshole who stole Dani’s money.”
Crow pulled out his cell phone and put it to his ear. “Hatch, I want Flea on Ashley twenty-four-seven. Yeah. I don’t give a flyin’ fuck if she don’t want it, she don’t got a choice. Update me. Yeah.” He hung up. “Talk to me.”
“This douchebag has records on several folks who have insurance policies over two mil, including Dani. He seems mostly interested in kidnap and ransom, but he’s got half a dozen accidental death ones as well. I’m diggin’ deeper and I’ve got Train and Grizz on ’im until I can figure out what his game is. I cross-referenced the names on the policies and no one’s been kidnapped or killed so far, but I’m thinkin’ he wants to benefit from this information, so I’m assuming he’ll either act on it or sell it.”
“Fuck,” Crow said. “You got your woman?”
I nodded. “She’s safe. I’m gonna talk to her brother and father and see what they think.”
“Tread lightly there.”
“No, I’m gonna fill them in on all the club’s business, including our not so above-board dealings. Then I’m gonna hand them all the money and hold my hands out for the cuffs.”
Crow laughed. “Fuck you, Book.”
“Got me a woman I like better, Crow.” I grinned. “But thanks for the offer.”
Crow sipped his drink. “Anything else?”
I shook my head. “Nope. Don’t know if you want to bring this up at church, but figured you could use the next few days to make that call.”
“Thanks,” he said. “Things good with Hawk?”
“I’m not gonna kill him, if that’s what you’re askin’.”
“Need you two to work this out, Booker. Can’t have two of my top men at each other’s throats.”
“How ’bout you stay the fuck out of it?”
Crow leaned forward, arms on the desk. “Right now, it’s not fuckin’ with the club, but if it starts to, I’ll be gettin’ in the fuckin’ middle and neither of you’ll like it. Get me? And I swear to Christ, if I have to get Hatch involved, it’ll be worse.”
I nodded, stamping down my irritation.
“Cookie had a computer question. After you help him, you take care of your woman.”
I stood and forced myself not to slam the door behind me. Hawk was a pain in the ass, and not the good kind like Dani. The ‘needed to be taken out back and beat to death’ kind.
I found Cookie in the alcove behind the pool table. Sometimes the older kids worked on homework after school or in the rare case of a club lockdown. Cookie was sitting at the one facing the side window and looked about ready to blow a gasket.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“Fuckin’ virus,” Cookie answered.
