Page 54 of Reaper's Rage

“You were upset. I don’t blame you. I’d be pissed off if the roles were reversed.” Briony says. I’m about to end the call when she comes back with a question. “I know you probably need to go, but you have to tell me. Did you and Reaper, you know? And if so, how was it?”

I laugh. “It was fucking phenomenal.” I tell her. “I finally know what I’ve been missing and I’m making sure to never miss it again.”

I end the call as Briony moans about it not being fair that I have a stud while she’s still looking for hers and all she can attract are lying, worthless bastards.

When I get back out to the common room, I move immediately to Alisa and Desdemona. “Your gifts came in handy.” I tell them as I take a seat.

“We heard.” Alisa says. “Are you alright? Tell us everything about how you took him down. Don’t leave out any details.”

“And you can give us the details of how you spent the rest of your night, too.” Desdemona says, grinning.

I laugh and give them the details. Of my encounter with Matthews only. Chill joins us as I describe how I interrogated Matthews.

“Well done. Men like him should have their balls busted so they can’t procreate. Too bad you didn’t get to him before he got his poor wife pregnant. Of course, maybe she loves him and didn’t realize what a tool he was. One thing some of these fucked up religious nutters know how to do well is lie.” Chill says with a laugh. “How long are you and Reaper staying in Vegas?”

“I don’t know. I think that’s up to Dante. We’ll be going back with them.”

Chill nods. “Yeah, that’s what I figured. I was going to offer to teach you some more self-defense moves, but we won’t have time.”

“I was planning on finding a class or two in San Diego. I definitely want to learn more. Taking Matthews down helped me release some of the fear reverend psychopath instilled in me with his taunts.” I tell her.

“Good.” Chill says. “I can do some research and identify a few instructors who I think you should work with. If you want me to.”

“That’s a great idea. Thank you.”

“It might be a good idea to find someone who would be willing to work with the residents of Crossroads.” Desdemona adds. “A woman would be best, but I know Ghost has some serious martial arts skills.”

“How do you know that?” I ask with surprise. I had no idea that Ghost was into martial arts.

“I saw him in action when we were fighting Twerk and his men in Yuma.” Desdemona says. “He played dead that night, then glided through the house taking out all the men. It’s how he got his road name.”

Chill nods. “You’re right. I remember seeing the video. I saw some of his moves, he’d make a good teacher. Worth asking him.” Chill turns her attention to the clubhouse door when Showtime walks in and heads straight to her.

“Chill, we have a problem.” Showtime begins, ominously.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: REAPER

“I hear Ashlyn handled herself well.” Dante says as we enter Spark’s office.

“Yeah, she did. She was a fucking warrior. Took down Matthews and got him to talk.” I tell him as Spark and Byte both turn toward us. “We went to the police station and filed charges against Matthews this morning. She also riled up a room full of bikers and their women after another two of the reverend’s followers spied on us at breakfast.”

“I saw that.” Spark says, laughing. “Got a call from a guy in security at 1%, he sent over the video. Funniest thing I’ve seen in years. I don’t think those men have run that fast since their army days.”

“You id’d them?” I ask.

“We did more than that. Trouble got those two who were helping Matthews to talk. Between what the Demon Dawgs and the Shadow Borns uncovered, we have enough to take down the reverend and his God’s Chosen Assholes.” Spark says.

“Fuck, yeah!” I exclaim, punching the air, but then I realize I need more. “What do we know?”

Dante grins at me. “You did most of the heavy lifting. That video you found gave our nerds a starting place. They have all the proof we need to prove Trask shot Wylan.”

“How? I watched the video and I couldn’t tell who shot him. Hell, I don’t know if you can even prove it’s Wylan on the video.” I protest.

“Ah, the magic we nerds can perform.” Spark says with a glare at Dante, who only grins wider.

“We processed the audio and the video.” Smoke says. “We found reflective surfaces in the video that gave us a good enough image of Wylan to prove it’s him. Not to mention we have his voice on the recording. Shield found a recording of a call Wylan made to 911 reporting his sister’s disappearance. It’s enough to prove that it’s Wylan speaking on the video. But that isn’t the best part. Maestro?”

“I ran the audio through several iterations and pulled out this.” Maestro adds. Spark leans over and hits a key on the keyboard. I hear Trask’s voice coming through the speakers.

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