Page 47 of Rafe: Sins of the Father

“She suits you,” Billy says, sipping his coffee.

“She’s out of my league,” I protest.

TJ chuckles. “So was Sara. Didn’t stop Green.”

Green nods. “That’s right, grasshopper. Learn from your elders.”

Billy downs the last of his coffee and pushes off the bar. “Let’s go. Beating up bullies is my hobby. Come on.”

“He sees our cuts, this motherfucker will rat us out to the cops. No doubt about it, and I don’t want to bring that trouble down on the club,” I say.

“Then hoodies and ski masks it is.” Green downs his coffee. “Let’s go.” He looks at Cody. “Toss me the keys to the van, prospect.”

“Don’t we need some kind of plan first?” I protest.

“Nah,” says Green. “Somethin’ like this, it’s always best to play it by ear.”

I catch TJ’s eyes. He looks as uncomfortable with that as I do.

“I don’t know where the fuck he lives,” I protest.

TJ scrolls on his phone. “He’s the governor’s son. The governor’s mansion is in Sacramento.”

“He’s going to school here. He’s got to have a place here,” I disagree.

“You still got that tracker?” Green asks.

“Yeah.”

“Then let’s lead him to it.”

“Tori drives a white Lexus.”

“Will she let you borrow it?”

“Probably, but her aunt is there with her.”

“Wait. Brandy has a white Lexus. Her father gave it to her and Marcus for a wedding present. Let me text her,” TJ says.

A minute later, he gets a reply. “She says we can borrow it, but there better not be a scratch on it when we bring it back.”

“How we gonna play this?” Billy asks.

“We put the tracker on it and Rafe sits in it, low in the seat, so he can’t really be seen, and we hope he takes the bait,” Green says.

“Okay, but where?” TJ asks.

Green looks to me. “Got any ideas?”

“It’s got to be somewhere remote, but also somewhere he’d believe she’d be.”

“And where’s that?” Billy asks, his hands on his hips.

TJ gets on his phone, scrolling again. “What’s the name of her school?”

“Huntington College,” I reply.

Green whistles. “That place costs a mint.” When we all turn to look at him quizzically, he shrugs. “So, I’ve heard.”

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