Page 5 of Property of Big Daddy

“You want me to hold your dick for you too?”

“Which one are you after?”

“Neither.”

“Bullshit.”

I get down to business.“You all set to ride out?”

“Yeah.S’all good.”

“Steer clear of the Depraved territory.They’d love nothing more than to catch one of us on our own.”

“I’m not worried about them wannabes.I can pick them off in my sleep.”

“Don’t get cocky.Wicked and Corrupt will ride with you.”

“I can handle a drop.”

“I know you can, but we don’t ride alone.”My sister would crawl out of her grave and kill me if something happened to Tree on my watch.This is his first time going on a run without Hero or myself having his back.I trust my men, and I know Tree can handle the job.Doesn’t mean that a mistake can’t be made and that there aren’t any enemies looking for an opportunity to get one over on us.

“Yeah.Yeah.”He downs his beer.

“Good.”I take a hearty swig of my Modelo and slip him the address for the drop on a scrap strip of paper.I don’t particularly care for modern technology and prefer old school methods, but times are changing.

Tree glances at the address, then burns the paper in the ashtray.Not even supposed to smoke in bars, but some things stay the same as the world moves forward.Owning most of the town and officials has its perks.Not everyone can be bought outright.Eventually, they name their price, or I do a little digging and find out what they value.

“I’m out.You going home or sticking around here?”

“The night’s still young.”

“Thought you said we don’t ride alone?”

“Who said I’ll be alone?”I chuckle.

“Her friend is kind of cute.”

“I don’t need a wingman.”

“Leave me alone, Thad.”

My attention snaps to Gwynee.The dark-haired beauty from the bar.

Tree shakes his head, already guessing where this is headed as I shove my chair back.

“Cover your tits.You look like a slut.”This pushy asshole attempts to put his jacket over her shoulders.

“Just go away.There’s nothing to say.”She takes a step around him, and he grabs her by the arm.She winces in pain.And I’ve had enough.

“You’re either stupid or brave,” I growl at the prick in the suit who doesn’t belong in my bar, let alone in this town.

“Go back to your beer, asshole.This doesn’t concern you.”He turns back to Gwynee.

I tap him on the shoulder.“Stupid it is.”I rear my fist back and coldcock him.The dumbfuck hits the floor and Gwynee stares at me, openmouthed.

“Holy shit.That’s hot,” her friend says, giving me an approving smile.“Serves the cheating bastard right.”

“Is he breathing?”Gwynee kicks at him with her foot.

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