Page 59 of Keeping What He Wants

“Razor contacted me a week ago. Said he would put me out of business. He offered me a deal if I did the distribution.”

“Have you met with him in town?”

“No.” Ryker pulled his fist back, and Cramer held up his hands. “Wait! Wait!”

Ryker arched an eyebrow.

“He met with one of my guys. Gave us ten Gs and told us that he’d be in contact. He wants us to distribute M15s and M25s. Said there was a big client that was in need around here. Bought like a hundred of those motherfuckers.”

Ryker stared at the slimy man. “So you met with him? Where?”

“Old abandoned warehouse in Marietta.”

“I need an address.”

Cramer lifted his phone from his pocket and found the text. He showed it to Ryker.

Ryker nodded. “Is he still in town?”

“Yeah. I don’t think he ever left.”

Ryker clenched his fists again. Why hadn’t he seen that coming? He’d actually thought his father would stay put in Nevada with a Nomad group. He didn’t fucking think about his evil, sadistic ways. Nothing would keep him away from doing what the fuck he wanted. Ryker should have known that.

“Stay in touch, Cramer. We may need more info.”

Ryker straddled his bike and glanced over at Vampire. “Looks like we’re going to Marietta.”

“Do you think Razor’s been here the whole time?”

“I don’t know. He’s not dumb enough to fuck up and draw attention to himself, but he is a slimy bastard who likes to get his way.”

Vampire mounted his bike. “How do you want to play this?”

“We find Ella first. Then I’ll deal with Razor.”

Ryker didn’t like the feeling he got when he thought about Ella being kidnapped under Razor’s demand. He would hurt her and not think twice. He blamed her for a lot and most of it was because of her effect on Ryker. He just hoped and prayed that Razor didn’t hurt her. And that they could find her before anything happened.

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