Page 75 of Reaper

Although Daisy makes a good point about letting her sleep, Lexi would kill me if I didn’t wake her up immediately. There’s still club business to take care of, but shit’s different now. Club life used to always come first. Now, Lexi and Ace are my main priority.

Matrix strides across the living room andwraps his arms around his woman, hugging Daisy so tightly she lets out a small squeak. As she holds him close, her gaze turns to Scar. “What happened?”

“Blackstone’s dead,” Scar says matter-of-factly. I’d expect him to have some kind of emotion in his voice, but there’s nothing. In a way, I don’t think any of us can believe the monster’s really dead.

But he is.

“Are you sure?” Daisy asks, shock evident in her voice.

“Damn sure,” Scar confirms. “Not only is he dead, but Matrix set the mansion on fire. By morning, that hellhole will be nothing but ashes.”

Daisy’s eyes widen at this revelation, but she doesn’t have time to dwell on it.

Scar continues, “I need you to call your contact at the FBI. Tell them Blackstone’s ranch is on fire, and they need to search the property with cadaver dogs.”

“Shouldn’t we call the fire department first?” she asks.

“Fuck no!” Talon snaps. “I wanted to stay and watch that fucker burn but didn’t want to get caught.”

“We all did,” Nitro adds, standing shoulder to shoulder with Talon.

“Wait, why cadaver dogs?” Daisy frowns, clearly confused by the request. Then a cloudof sadness crosses her face. “Oh, because of the others.” She lets out a shaky breath while leaning into Matrix.

A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of all those lost lives.

“They’re going to find the bodies of dozens of kids on that property,” Scar tells her, his voice devoid of emotion.

“At least,” Matrix mumbles, moving out of her embrace. He wraps a protective arm around her waist.

Daisy gives Scar a sympathetic look before pulling out her phone to make the call. It’s a gruesome reminder of just how ruthless Blackstone was and another reason why our club’s pursuit of justice is so important.

After dialing the number, Daisy presses a button on her phone, putting it on speaker for all of us to hear.

“Agent Thompson,” a gruff voice answers.

“Thompson, it’s Daisy,” she says, trying to keep her voice steady. “You need to get your people to Blackstone’s ranch ASAP. There’s a fire there.”

“Blackstone’s place? What the hell happened?” he asks, concern creeping into his tone.

“I don’t know the details, but you should bring cadaver dogs,” Daisy instructs.

“Is Blackstone dead?”

“Yes,” Daisy confirms. “But that’s not whyyou need the dogs. Trust me when I say the FBI is about to make the discovery of the decade.”

“Are you sure about your information?”

“Positive.”

“Okay. I’ll be in touch,” Agent Thompson replies before ending the call.

The tension in the room is palpable. We’ve just given the FBI the lead they need to uncover the horrifying truth hidden on Blackstone’s property. I find myself clenching my fists, wishing I could be the one to reveal the full extent of his evil. Even though I know he’s already gone, I want the world to know what he did.

Suddenly, Lexi comes running down the hallway into the living room, tears streaming down her face. She makes a beeline for Ace, who’s standing beside me. Without hesitation, she pulls him into her arms.

“Mommy!” Ace exclaims as Lexi rains kisses all over his face. He giggles between each peck, his laughter like music to our ears.

“Reaper saved me from the bad man,” Ace tells her, his eyes shifting to where I’m standing. They’re shining with admiration.

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