“Christ. It’s too early for this bullshit.” He sips his coffee.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
“Cole called a meeting. He’s going out of town and wants to deal with the Lucky situation before he goes.”
“So, everyone’s coming?” I check the time. It’s not even eight yet.
“Yeah. I’m surprised you didn’t get the group text.”
About the time he says it, my phone dings.
“Sometimes I get crap service, especially in this building.”
“What are you doing up here? Why aren’t you at your apartment?”
“I brought Heather and her kid to make sure that asshole doesn’t get to them.”
“Well, aren’t you the knight in shining armor. They still asleep?”
“Yep.”
We hear several motorcycles roll up.
“That’ll be the boys,” he says, downing his coffee.
A moment later, Red Dog, Green, and Wolf walk in, followed by Shane and my father.
Green immediately goes behind the bar and makes a Bloody Mary.
“You’re startin’ early,” Crash says.
“I’m still partying from last night, VP,” Green replies, lifting his glass in the air. “Here’s to all the girls we’ve loved who suck our dicks and drink our booze.”
Red Dog rolls his eyes and looks at me. “You seen Billy?”
“He crashed here last night, but I haven’t seen him yet.”
There’s another roar of bikes and soon TJ, Marcus, Rafe, and Kyle stroll in.
“Whose idea was it to have a meeting at this fucking time of the morning?” TJ grumbles.
“That’d be your old man’s,” Crash replies.
“He here?”
“Not yet.”
“Figures.”
There’s another roar of a motorcycle.
“That’ll be the man,” Crash says.
I lean to the prospect behind the bar and tell him to make sure the gate to the parking lot is locked and to stand guard out there while we’re in the meeting.
He nods. “Yes, sir.”
Crash lifts a brow. “We’ll talk about your little problem later.”
