Page 100 of Rio's Release

“Something wrong? Did one of those deputies come around again?”

“Nope. It’s that.” She points to the front door. “Came in this morning and found three bullet holes.”

My brows lower. “Was anything taken?”

“No, but I talked with others and places up and down this street were shot up. Barry at the hardware store said he caught ‘em on camera. Two bikers rode past, firing pistols.” Her hands land on her hips. “You know, for weeks I’ve been hearing all these stories around town. How you helped Wendy Phelps when her car got a flat and how you filled Georgia Reed’s gas tank so she could get her kids to her mother’s house. And how you helped put out that fire at Sanchez’s place. So, I’m a little confused when I find out you do this kind of idiotic destruction for no reason. Is this the kind of thing we can expect in the future? You act like you’re going to help, and this is what you do?”

“Now wait just a damn minute.” I jab a finger toward her boarded up entrance. “That was not us.”

“Oh, really? I’m supposed to believe that?”

“Look, I have an idea who it was. The damn Devil Kings.”

“You gonna take care of that?”

“Absolutely, and you can pass that word to the other businesses.” I yank out my phone and stalk outside. Glancing down the street, I see several other stores with damage I hadn’t noticed before.

Zig answers on the third ring. He sounds like I woke him.

“Yeah?”

“I’m at the diner in town. Someone shot up a half a dozen places on this street down here. Somebody got it on the security camera. Couple of bikers shooting handguns.”

“The DKs.”

“We are finding those assholes and taking care of this fucking problem.”

“You comin’ to the clubhouse?”

“I’m gonna have breakfast with Shelby and her daughter first. Then I’ll be there. Everybody better be ready to ride when I get there.” I disconnect and go inside.

When I slide into the seat, Shelby gives me a questioning look.

“Everything okay?”

“I’ll tell you later. Did you order?”

“Yes.”

I grin at Bella. “How was your sleepover party? I heard you went to see a movie and got ice cream.”

“We did. It was so much fun, except I spilled my popcorn.”

“How was the wedding?” Jenny asks.

“Beautiful. We really had a great time,” Shelby answers.

“Good. I’m glad. I hope you got at least one photo together.”

Shelby takes out her phone and shows her a picture we roped Zig into taking of us both. “It came out good, don’t you think?”

“That’s a great shot,” Jenny says.

“Send me a copy,” I tell Shelby.

We eat a delicious breakfast, and Bella chatters happily all through it. When we’re finished, I pay the bill and turn to Shelby.

“Can you get a ride with Jenny? I’ve got to get to the clubhouse.”

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