Page 130 of Riding the Edge

“Yes,” Blackie answers grimly. “He’s lucid now but refusing to take his medication. The longer he goes unmedicated, the deeper he’ll fall into the darkness. Eventually, he will be considered a danger to himself and others. There won’t be any reining him in, he’ll be gone. A shell of a man with no capacity to think for himself and Reina shouldn’t have to see that. Neither should Danny and I sure as fuck don’t want Lacey to think she’s looking in the mirror.”

“While you were all locked up, I was allowed to visit with Jack,” I reveal. “He ordered us here,” I say tapping my finger to the table.

“Jesus Christ,” Bas mutters. “Well, where is he? I mean, we’re all here and he’s not.”

“Jack isn’t coming,” I say gruffly.

“Why the hell not?” Riggs shouts.

“Because we’re all here to vote and he can’t be present for it,” I explain, watching his eyes widen.

“So, what you’re saying is we are here to fucking impeach the Bulldog?” When I don’t answer he continues, pointing an accusing finger at Blackie. “Our VP just fucking stepped down.”

“Then I guess we’re voting on a lot more than removing Jack from the chair,” Pipe says, turning to me. “Do it, Wolf,” he growls.

Diverting my eyes from the mallet, I stare at Blackie and search for a shed of approval.

“Just because I can’t do it doesn’t mean it doesn’t have to be done,” he says solemnly. “Take the vote, Wolf.”

Thirty years of brotherhood and it’s all come down to this.

Lifting the mallet, I draw in a deep breath and sweep my gaze around the table, taking in all the grim expressions.

“All those in favor of removing Jack Parrish as the president of the Satan’s Knights, say yes,” I rasp, turning to the first in line.

“Yes,” Bas says.

“Is that a yes for Needles too?”

He jerks his head.

“Need the word, brother.”

“Yes.”

Next, my gaze meets Riggs. Removing his sunglasses, he crushes them in his fist and turns to me.

“For Reina, I say yes and that’s a yes for Cobra too.”

Nodding, my eyes pause on Blackie for a moment before moving to Linc.

“Yes, for me and Deuce.”

As I look to Pipe, I hear footsteps sound from behind me. Turning my head, I glance over my shoulder as everyone diverts their attention to the doorway and the man standing in the center of it.

“There’s been a change in plans,” Jack calls.

Just when you think he’s done, the man comes back one more fucking time.

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