Chapter 22
Kodiak closed the doorto the meeting room.Baddy planted his boots on the floor, crossed his arms, and impatiently waited in the chair to the president's right.
There were members around the table and behind the officer's chairs, near the wall, waiting to hear what was going on.
Baddy chewed on the inside of his lip, his mind drifting to Lydia.She'd put on a brave face and went to work as if yesterday hadn't happened.He'd hung around as long as he could, but Prez called a meeting for eleven o'clock.
Kodiak cleared his throat."Shipment goes out Friday.Same route, same drop point.Duke, Rusty, Ring, and Vein's on the crew."
Baddy waited for his name.
It never came.
He always escorted the shipment out of town.Hunter caught his gaze and lifted his brow in question.He wasn't the only one who noticed the change.
Kodiak's gaze slid to him."Baddy, you're off this run."
He nodded once and let the meeting roll on.Kodiak talked about security, about Cusclan's stunt at the diner, and about tightening patrols around the compound.
Baddy heard it all through a humming in his head.He'd never been taken off a run.Not once throughout the years.He and the others had learned to work as one, riding together, having each other's backs.
The meeting was adjourned.Chairs scraped as members left the table.Voices rose as others made plans for the rest of the day.
Baddy stayed seated until the room emptied, then stood and approached Kodiak.
"Why'd you pull me?"he asked.
Kodiak met his gaze."Because you need to stick close to the compound."
"That's not an answer."
"It's the only one you're getting."Kodiak's tone deepened."You've got too much going on around you.I'm not sending a man on a run when his head's somewhere else."
"My head's fine."
Kodiak raised a brow."You sure about that?"
