Page 194 of Golden Atonement

Grumbling, Bullseye got up, saying nothing more when he left.

“Bayou and Hangman, how do you two feel about a road trip?”

“Got no problem with it.”

“Where?” Hangman asked.

“Need you both to head to Montana, find Doolittle and get that club up and running again.”

“You do know that it’s winter in those mountains, right?” Bayou asked.

“Then bring a fucking coat.”

Both men frowned but nodded when Massacre walked back into church.

“Ghost ain’t happy, boss, but he said he will be here in two days.”

“Good, now go pack your fucking bags. You are heading to Lincoln, Nebraska.”

“Why me?”

“Because you like to send my fucking wife flowers, but mainly you annoy me. While you are there, there’s a Soulless Sinners club I want to know more about, including the President, Joshua Stone. Leave no stone unturned, Massacre. I fucking mean it,” I ordered then quickly added, “And take Babyface with you.”

“Arsenal’s son?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“Nope,” the big guy quickly said. “Love road trips. Kid and I are gonna have fun.”

“You get arrested and you will stay there. I mean it. Stay the fuck out of trouble. Everyone else, go find something to do. Ravage, stay. We need to talk.”

As church cleared, Ravage took a seat at the table.

“It’s time, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, brother, it is.”

“They won’t understand.”

“They will understand when I tell them. Now, where did you hide Mandi?”

“She’s in Chicago. In her fourth year of medical school.”

“That’s easy enough. I can get one of the Vitale Brothers on her,” I said, reaching for my phone and quickly making a call.

“We haven’t landed yet.”

“I know. I need you to put one of your brothers on a Golden Asset. College student in Chicago. Goes by the name...”

Looking at Ravage, he smirked. “Savannah Scott.”

Growling at the fucker, I relayed the name to Cesar.

“Massimo will take care of her. Anything else?”

“Will let you know.”

Glaring at Ravage, I asked, “Does she know anything?”

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