“Nemesis, from the Gods of Mayhem.”
“Zeus’ man? Son of a bitch.”
“And Zephyr,” Nav added.
The son of a bitch’s name was coming up a little too fucking often. Morpheus needed to clean his fucking house. “And the last one?” I asked, praying to God it wasn’t a man I knew.
“Someone named Beast. She doesn’t know what club he was with. He didn’t wear colors.”
“I’ll make some calls, see if anyone knows who he is.” Someone had to know. Road names weren’t one and done. There could be fifty fucking men in this country with that name, but I would track down every fucking one until we found him.
“Ravage won’t be happy Lynch is dead. Fury killed Steele back in January. Zephyr is mine. But Nemesis is someone he can take his rage out on.”
“He wasn’t one of the men who came with Zeus, which means he’s still in Texas. I’ll work on a way to get him up here. Tell my brother he’ll get his vengeance.”
“Your brother, huh?” I heard the smile in Nav’s voice.
“Yeah,” I said quietly.
“He’s a good man, Prez.”
“He’s a pain in my ass already.” I knew Nav could hear the smile in my own voice when I said it.
“He is that.” Nav chuckled.
“One more thing,” I said before we ended the call. Nav had become one of my closest friends over the years. “I claimed Grace at the table.”
“It’s about fucking time. You two finally worked your shit out?”
“Not exactly. But we will. Steele’s not her father.”
“Fuck, I leave for one fucking day,” Nav complained. “Any idea who is?”
I blew out a breath and pulled the hair tie from my hair so I could run my hands through it. “No. Steele knew, but Banshee killed him before he could tell us.”
“Get the cut on her back, brother. Before another man comes out of the woodwork.”
“I’m working on it.”
“Speaking of coming out of the woodwork. Saw a few ghosts yesterday. Chasm was one of them.”
I didn’t say anything. What could I say? My best fucking friend, who I thought was dead, had somehow survived an explosion and never told me. Now he was coming for me because he blamed me for that shit.
“How’d he look?”
“Like nothing happened. He’s working with James Doherty.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? James Doherty is dead!”
“Yeah, not so much. There were a few others as well. Like Sypher’s mom.”
“I don’t know why I’m surprised when I had Shane fucking Keller in my clubhouse before Christmas. Where the fuck have they been? James died a fucking decade ago.”
Why the fuck were all these dead men coming out of the grave? What the fuck was going on? Why now?
The fucking war!
“Nav, Banshee told us more about when he was taken. Pepper said Skinner had a rich backer who wanted to take over the Federation. According to the rules, it has to be someone connected to the original five, and it has to be a president.”
