Page 55 of Keeping What He Wants

Pat glanced around, seemingly noticing that the club members were still in the room with them. He cleared his throat and turned toward Ryker again.

“Everyone out.”

The men filed out of the room, closing the door behind them.

Pat glanced away, not quite looking at Ryker. “I’ll try to gain info on my end, but if you get anything worthwhile, you need to tell me. I don’t fucking care about your club or your business. You tell me.” He ran a hand over his head before finally looking up at Ryker. “That damn junkie said that the Roaming Devils were seen at the club Alex hangs around. I thought you knew him or at least his boss.”

Ryker frowned. “Someone spotted the cut? Where?”

“Blood Brothers.”

He shook his head. That was the second time someone had spotted the cut around Young Blood territory. “No. None of us hang out there. Not even in our off time.”

“The snitch said you did.”

“And you’d believe a junkie snitch over me?”

“Find my daughter. I don’t fucking care what you say. Find my little girl.”

Ryker nodded. “I will.”

Pat nodded and made to leave the club.

“Pat?”

The older man turned.

“I’m giving you fair warning. There’s going to be bloodshed when I find them. Especially if they hurt her.”

Pat licked his lips. “You say that like I would object.”

Ryker waited until Pat left the room before he went to the other side of the table to grab the phone he threw. If Roaming Devils had been spotted at a well-known trouble spot, they weren’t his crew. They had to be Rizzo’s, and that only meant one big clusterfuck of a mess for him.

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