“Alright, with that outta the way,” Slash said, “what kind of partnership are you proposing?”
“Well, it seems like we have a common enemy now,” Dylan said.
“Roach,” Slash said. “Rodney Harris.”
To that, Dylan let out a snort of a laugh. “Roach suits him better.”
“So you know him.”
“More than you do,” Dylan said. “I was working on getting to know more when your guys made me blow my cover. Now they’re onto me.”
“You good?” Slash asked, his gaze tracking up and down her, looking for injuries.
“Thankfully, we were out for a walk when they showed up.”
Slash nodded at that.
“So, Roach knows who you are.”
“Oh, he definitely knows who I am. He stole my club from me.”
Club?
My gaze shot to the leather jacket she was wearing.
Old. Well-worn. Maybe her boyfriend’s. More likely, though, her father’s.
“My club. My clubhouse. My money.”
“Your men?”
Pain sliced across her face at that.
Before she spoke, she took a breath so deep that her chest shook with it.
“I had an all-female club,” she explained. “After my old man died, that was the choice I made. A sisterhood.”
All women.
My gaze went to my club brothers, seeing the mix of understanding and horror on all their faces. Because we knew what Roach’s history was. Pimping. It wasn’t even a stretch to assume that Dylan’s former club sisters found themselves in Roach’s stable.
The bastard.
I kind of wished we’d taken them all out when we had the chance.
“So this is personal,” Slash said.
“It doesn’t get more personal.”
“Can I ask why your girls stayed? I’m assuming if they were being chained in a basement, you would have called the cops on them.”
“I tried calling the cops. That was my clubhouse. But he had some bullshit paperwork for the club they claim I signed. And the girls… the girls said they were there willingly.”
“He got ‘em hooked on something,” Slash said.
“That’s my guess. I saw one of them once on a street corner. I tried to get her to come with me, to get her the help she needed. She screamed, and one of the guys came running. I had to book it.”
“Sucks,” Slash said. “So, he needs to pay.”
