Page 72 of Salute, To Bravery
Ace offered another dark laugh.
“Seems we might have had the wrong idea of you,” he said as he began to walk away.
I strode after him confidently. “Your opinion doesn’t matter to me.”
“What does?” Ace questioned quietly over his shoulder.
“You’ll have to find out,” I replied. And that was the last word.
Chapter Five.
Lance
Irounded the corner, ready to defend Raddock, and found the Rage MC brothers opposite Raddock, Owl, and Worm.
“They came out after you and followed Raddock; we followed them,” Owl stated.
I nodded, noting how their bodies were loose, but their eyes gave away their battle readiness. Something that Drake—their president—had also noticed as he kept his hands in the open and his own language relaxed.
“Who’s this Santos?” I demanded of Drake, and a surprise expression appeared on his face. He’d not expected that.
“A local crime boss, Miguel Santos, is his name. Asshole runs some of the underground here and doesn’t like people pissing in his patch. If you are here to sell drugs, Santos will shut you down,” Drake said.
“And if you’re here to sell yours, the road’s that way. We’ll be friendly and let you go without any bruises or damage. Just like we did him, but come back and we’ll close you down and won’t be so welcoming next time. From now on, the bar is clean. FallenWarriors don’t like drugs, nor the assholes who sell them,” I said firmly.
A big guy behind Drake openly gaped at me and then laughed. “Who do you think you’re threatening, dude?” he demanded.
I caught his patch, and his name was Texas.
“Ain’t threatening. Where I come from, we don’t threaten. We make promises,” I replied.
“And where is that?” Drake questioned.
“As far as you’re concerned, Hell,” I stated.
“He’s a cocky asshole, brother, considering we outnumber them,” Texas said.
“Do you?” I asked and lifted my head. “Paint them, Reaper.”
Rage watched as a red dot hit each of their chests, and Drake raised an eyebrow.
“Damn, we had eyes on the bar and didn’t see another person arrive,” Drake admitted.
“Two. Reaper is with Sniper,” I replied.
“Still a cocky fuck,” Texas boomed, amused.
“I’m thinking he’s earned that right,” Drake mumbled.
“He said they’re Special Forces, and he lost a limb,” Ace said, nodding at me.
Drake glanced in my direction, his eyes narrowing. He then turned to the Bat, Owl, Raddock, and Worm, and he looked surprised.
“You’ve all lost limbs. And you’ve all served, it shows in the way you carry yourself,” Drake stated.
“Yup. But don’t think we’re cripples. We can still hold our own,” I warned.
“Lance, I ain’t got a problem with you if you’re clean,” Drake replied.
