“I’m happy you’re safe.” Riley came to hug Finley.

“Thank you for coming through for me,” Finley said.

Riley scoffed as she flipped her head back. “Sweetheart, we are family. I would die for you in a heartbeat.” She then turned to my father. “What are we going to do about Leon?”

“And Humberto?” Finley asked.

I told her we were still in business with him for the time being. That it was the price to pay to get her back, but I should have known she wouldn’t have been happy with that answer.

“He’ll get what’s coming for him. No one fucks with us,” Gunner said.

My father fixed his suit. “Time, Finley.”

My girl nodded. “We’ll make him think it was all water under the bridge, and then when the taste of his betrayal no longer lingers, I want to take everything from him.”

We all nodded, and fuck, I was so fucking gone for this girl. Andre, Ace, and Nate all looked at her with admiration in their eyes, and they fucking should because she was unlike anyone else.

“We have another problem now,” Gunner said.

“What now?” I asked.

“Mayor Romero is not happy with the bombing at the clubhouse.”

Fuck, now that was a complication we didn’t need. The mayor had had a hard-on for the club for as long as we could remember. He’d also been kissing my dad’s ass, trying to get more donations for his Let’s-Rid-The-World-Of-Bad-Guys-Campaign, not knowing he was speaking to their fucking president.

“I’m sure he’s fucking thrilled,” I said sarcastically. “What now?”

“We lay low,” my father said. “The club will remain here until the new clubhouse is ready.

Finley shook her head.

“That still leaves the clubhouse right on the outskirts of town. The protection there wasn’t all that great, and it’s closer to wandering eyes.”

“What are you saying?” I asked her as my arms around her waist got tighter, something no one missed. I think they were probably wondering the same thing as I was—how would we act when my brother was around?

“My house,” she said. “It’s big enough, private enough, and it stands on the other side of the clearing.”

My father and Riley looked at her in shock, as did I.

“Finley, think about what you are offering,” my father said in a serious tone.

She held onto my hands as she shook her head, looking at my father, then at Gunner.

“I loved my parents, my father, but they are never coming back, and I have no desire to be in that house again. I’d like for the club to have it. Build something else where the club is standing. Something that will win over the community and make it harder for the mayor to try and run us out.”

“Let me just say, princess, if Nash doesn’t do it for you, I’m all in,” Nate joked.

I was going to murder my so-called friend.

“I think you just said your last words, brother,” Ace told Nate.

I kissed Finley’s nape as I flicked him off.

“That just leaves Leon,” Riley said with fake disgust in her voice. “What will we do with him?”

“We’re going to find him, and he’s going to wish for the devil himself to come get him before we are done with him,” my father gravely.

Chapter Twenty-Five