“What in the ever-loving fuck is that about? We left our guns and knives at the booth.” I growl then point over at Turner, “And you know that’s bullshit!”
Turner puts his hands up in defense.
“I had nothing to do with this. I’ve already told the D.A. my side of everything. Told him that those lowlifes came into the carnival and started trouble, and you guys were defending two helpless women who were being harassed.”
Damn right he did! We pay out the ass for Turner to be our eyes and ears on the law enforcement side, and he does it well.
“So, what the fuck are they going to do now?” Havoc inquires.
“Well, it seems as though your little lady barged into the D.A.’s office with a large envelope after we were told what the mayor was saying. I tried to stop her, Stone, but she whizzed right past me and Turner and locked the door behind her,” Smith blows out a frustrated breath.
“Well, shit, that can’t be good,” I hear Brass comment.
I can only imagine what she’s up to and what was in that envelope.
“If I may, she’s a whirlwind, that woman,” Smith quips. I can’t help but chuckle as he rubs his hands over his face in an exhausted manner.
There’s a knock on the door and Turner goes to answer. An officer stands in the doorway whispering to him and using his hands to talk. After getting a few head nods from Turner, he and the officer leave. While we wait for Turner to come back, Smith fills us in on a few pieces of properties that we want to purchase for a larger warehouse to store our guns. Our second choice, which is twenty miles outside of the city, is available, so I give the go ahead to make the buy and put it under one of our dummy corporations.
Just as Smith is about to go see what they’re planning, Turner walks in.
“Well?” I demand.
“It seems as though I’m to give both clubs a warning and let you go,” Turner states and we’re all just as shocked as he seems to be. Something isn’t adding up right now. Why put on that big display for the town if you’re just going to let us go a few hours later? Not to mention trying to plant drugs and weapons on us.
“Wait? What? Just like that?” Brass contests.
Turner nods his head and looks back at me.
“It seems as though the meeting with the D.A. and your little woman skirted in her favor. I’m told to tell you to keep your nose clean and to stay under the radar. He won’t be able to give this pass again,” he warns.
“I wonder what Raegan did?” Havoc echoes what is going through my mind.
“You’re free to go, I’ll give you guys few minutes before I release the other ones in the next room,” Turner adds and then walks out leaving the door open.
We all get up from our chairs as Smith stuffs papers back in his briefcase.
“I’ll be in touch with the documents on the property, Stone. Call if you need anything else.” He puts his hand out for me to shake. “Should I be worried that I’m being replaced by a woman half my size?” he jokes as our hands connect.
It brings a smile to my face.
“Nah, she just likes to keep others on their toes,” I brag, but I really want to beat my chest at how proud I am at her for sticking up for me and my club. I know a very deserving woman who will be rewarded tonight when we get home.
We all walk out together to the lobby where my little wildcat has her head stuck on her phone reading something. Sutton is sitting next to her when she sees us coming out and nudges Raegan’s side. Turning her face, she sees us and a wave of relief washes over her face as she takes off running across the lobby at full force into my body. I catch her in my arms and bring her in close.
“Oh god, I was so worried it wouldn’t work,” she admits with her head in the crook of my neck.
“Let’s get out of here and then you’re going to tell me everything,” I prompt.
We need to leave this shithole place and get away from those Viper fuckers before we end up back in there for killing them right in front of the police station. I see Hawk and the rest of our brothers in the far part of the parking lot with our bikes ready for us. We approach and greet them.
“Dude, what the hell happened? Last I heard you were getting brought up on some bogus charges,” Riot rants. “Then RaeRae calls us to drop your bikes off. What gives, Stone?”
Brass, Havoc, Reaper, and I all turn to Raegan for the answers.
“Oh, well when I heard what Dennis was trying to do, I took a look into the D.A.,” Her face lights up at telling us her findings. “Let me tell you, he is as dirty as a pig in shit. It took me a whole four minutes to get enough on him to remind him that the prison jumpsuit wasn’t a good color for him.” She shrugs her shoulders like it’s no big deal, but it means everything to my club. I can see from their faces that they are in awe of her for sticking up for us. If I was worried about them accepting her as my woman before, I know now for a fact that they’d lay their lives down for her. As much as I hate any one touching her, I watch as each one goes over to her and embraces her. I won’t ever forget this act of loyalty, nor will the club.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here. Church tomorrow, tell everyone. We have a lot to discuss,” I say and mount my bike while helping Raegan on.
