Page 15 of Savage Spades

“Venom, really?”

Venom was a snake that was slowly poisoning the town with drugs. He lived in the city, but his people didn’t have a problem dealing their drugs in Goldbeach. The small town was probably a good portion of his business.

“Since when did Venom start loaning out money?” Otis asked.

Hugo lifted an eyebrow. “I don’t know; apparently, the girl inherited the debt from her father.”

What idiot would leave a debt like that to his daughter? He thought about Cam; she had no chance against a man like Venom. He would destroy her if she didn’t find a way to get him the money.

“So, what are we going to do about it?” Ace asked.

“Do we have to do anything about it?” Kit asked.

Gunner glared at him.

“I’m just saying, why doesn’t she sell the bar? Cut her losses. Is Venom someone we want to get involved with?”

He hated to be the one to say it, but when they burned down Old Timers, none of them expected to go to war with the town drug lord afterward. With Megan in town, he didn’t want the club to be involved in any sort of conflict with Venom. Kit could smell trouble.

“We don’t know how much she owes. Selling the bar might not be a solution,” Hugo said.

“Like everything, we’ll put it to a vote. Either we stay at the bar and claim it as our own or we turn our back.” The way Gunner phased it; Kit already knew which way he was leaning. “All for making Cam’s bar our own.”

Everyone raised their hands except for Kit. Gunner stared at him until he reluctantly raised his hand.

“Then it’s settled. We’ll need a couple of people to watch the bar when we’re not there. Kit and Zeke, you’re on babysitting duty.”

Kit clenched her jaw to keep his mouth shut. Gunner was doing this on purpose because Kit hadn’t immediately agreed to the decision. He had enough on his plate with Megan back that he didn’t need to worry about a problem that wasn’t his. Plus, he had his own business to run.

“Kit, your shift starts immediately.” Gunner hit the gavel on the table, dismissing the meeting.

Everyone filed out, and Kit went down to his room to grab his keys and wallet. When he turned around, Hugo was standing in the open doorway.

“Hey, I’m sorry about that. When I brought it up, I didn’t know Gunner was going to make you sit at the bar all day.”

“It’s alright. I know you were just trying to help.”

Hugo nodded. “Jen’s a cool girl, and she was really concerned last night about her friend and the bar.”

“Is she going to be your Old Lady?” Kit teased.

Hugo lifted an eyebrow. “Maybe, you never know.”

Hugo walked down the hall to his room, and Kit went outside to get on his bike.

*****

When he pulled up to the bar, it was three o’clock. Closed signs hung on the doors of small businesses. He opened the wooden door of the bar. The smell of beer and cigarettes hit him in the face. The jukebox played quietly in the background. The glass screen was missing but it still worked.

Two people sat at the bar. One of them was an older man with completely white hair. The man looked like he was nearly falling asleep. On the other side of the bar was a lady in her forties. She had a cigarette in her hand and was watching the football game on the old TV behind the bar.

His dick twitched as his eyes landed on Cam. She leaned over the bar as she wrote something down on a notepad. Her position gave him a perfect view of her tits. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail, but he preferred it down like the other night when he saw her. She looked up as he approached the bar. Her lips straightened into a flat line.

He smiled. Maybe this babysitting thing could be fun. He grabbed a stool and rested his elbows on the wooden bar.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, flipping the notebook over and grabbing a white towel from underneath the bar.

“Can’t a guy just come in for a drink?” he asked.

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