Sig entered the room reeking of cigarette smoke.His dark hair hung down past his shoulders and looked unhealthy and greasy.His eyes narrowed on Lark.“You’re the motherfucker who fucked my woman.”
“He didn’t know.Sit down, Sig,” Bridge said in a firm tone.
Sig took a seat next to Bridge.
Once Sig settled, Bridge spoke, “You and Tori have had problems off and on for years.”
“Yeah because she steps out on me, but he should have—”
“She wasn’t wearing a property cut,” Lark said.
“So you say,” Sig retorted.
“She caught you cheating back in April,” Bridge said.
“That don’t—”
Bridge hit the table with his fist.“It’s a problem between you and her.The club isn’t taking on the Riot MC because you got problems with Tori.”
Sig tipped his head toward me.“That asshole killed my nephews who were set to be Chrome prospects.”
Bridge turned his eyes to Sig.“They acted on their own.Or did you know they were targeting that bar?”
Sig frowned and it deepened the wrinkles lining his face.“I knew they’d gone looking for the asshole Tori cheated with, but I didn’t know they’d found him.”
I struggled to keep my reactions in check.The conversation I’d overheard on Monday wasn’t something I’d forget.
“Boyd said they’d get money no matter who they took.Why would he be so certain of that if he hadn’t told you his plans?”I asked.
Sig leaned forward over the table.“I said I didn’t know they found anybody.”
“Is Rusty related to you?”Volt asked.
Sig sat back and ignored the question.
“Answer him,” Bridge ordered.
Sig’s eyes slid toward Bridge, then slid back to Volt.“No.He’s their cousin on their daddy’s side of the family.”
Volt’s eyes narrowed.“Then why would Rusty give a shit?”
Sig twisted his hands up.“Fuck if I know.I got a grieving sister and I have to help her bury both her boys.”
I took all my willpower to stay quiet.
“Does that mean Rusty found Campbell’s body?”Volt asked, as though he read my mind.
Sig stared at Volt.
“Answer him,” Bridge said.
“I suppose.Rusty had both bodies by the time he called me to tell me my nephews were dead,” Sig said, shooting me a glance like he wanted to tear me limb from limb.
“What’d you tell your sister?”Volt asked.
Sig rolled his eyes.“That her boys are dead.”
Volt sighed.“Your nephews wanted to be prospects.Did you tell her their deaths were club related?I can’t imagine any parents not reporting their kids being murdered.Are they calling the police?”
