Page 65 of Moon's Promise

“I thought you would be asleep by now,” Moon said as the silent figure came up behind him.

“I couldn’t sleep.” Train’s low voice blended into the symphony of crickets and frogs living in the long grass of the empty lot next to the club. “I’m tired of this bullshit.”

Moon gave a sarcastic snort. “Shit, I was fed up with it a month ago.”

“When they find out who’s stealing, I’m going to ...” Train gave a ragged sigh, taking a joint out of his pocket. “I’m flying back. I’ll sell my motorcycle before getting back on it for a week.”

“Brother, you are tired.”

“My ass is either numb or on fire, and I lost my left nut riding through Corbin. Jesus, how long is that fucking road construction going to go on for?”

“You could hit up Viper for me to come back. I don’t mind the ride.”

Train gave him a sarcastic glare, which he could barely see when he took a hit of his joint. “I’m ahead of you. I went past asking a month ago. Hell, even begging him hasn’t worked. I warned you ...”

“Yeah, yeah.” Forestalling the I-told-you-so crap he knew was coming, Moon took the blunt Train offered him. “I don’t see Viper stopping the escorts anytime soon. The thefts have stopped, so they’re working. Stands to reason it has to be the drivers, so why not replace them?” Moon said more to himself than Train.

“Beats me. You’ll have to ask Viper yourself.”

The vibrating of his phone drew his attention. He handed the blunt back to Train and took it out. Raising his eyebrow at the name on the screen, he put it to his ear. “Yeah?”

“Moon, this is Ginny.”

“Hi.” Drawing a blank as to why Reaper’s wife would be calling. he shrugged at Train’s curious look.

“I’m hoping you could do me a favor whenever you have a spare hour.”

“Sure. What you need?”

“I want to give Gavin a new watch for his birthday. Nickel told me you used to date a woman who works at the jewelry store in town. There’s a watch I want to buy him. but she says it’s on hold for another buyer. She told me if he didn’t come to buy the watch last Friday, she’d sell it to me. When I went in Saturday, she said he called and would be able to purchase it in a couple weeks.”

“Ah ... you want me to get that watch for you?”

“I would appreciate it. I feel bad taking it from that man, but I really want Gavin to have it. I’m even willing to buy the other customer another watch of his choice with the same value.”

“You must really want to give that watch to Reaper.”

“I do. I’ll even throw in a watch for you,” she offered.

“Consider the watch yours. I’ll be in touch.” Ending the call, Moon tucked the phone back in his pocket.

“What was that about?”

Moon gave Train a smug grin. “Brother, that was my ticket home.”

Holding the jewelry bag as he left the store, Moon didn’t remember the last time he had been in such a good frame of mind.

Hungry, he thought about eating at the diner, but the owner was a dick from hell, and as much as he loved the burgers, it wasn’t worth the grief.

When he arrived back at the clubhouse, he went to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. Shade and Train came in just as he was about to put the ingredients back.

“Either of you want a sandwich?” he offered. “I don’t mind making them.”

Train and Shade looked at each other as they were about to pour themselves coffee then turned to glance at him.

“Who are you asking?”

Moon frown. “You two.”

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