Page 96 of Blue-Eyed Jacks
Shit.“Of?”
“You.Fucking hookers.About twenty photos.”He shifted, almost bracing for a blow.He reached into his coat and pulled out a thick envelope.I took it and handed it to Wolf.I’d lived it, ‘didn’t need a reminder.
“She knows I’m no saint.”
Wolf scrunched up his nose like something smelled bad.He peeked inside, and his expression soured more.
“You got a smart-ass comment for me?”
He shook his head.“I don’t think you can count on her support.”He peeked at another photo.
That was a given.“I need you to get those to the geek squad.Find out where the cameras were.Check where the security leak happened.”
Wolf tucked the flap back inside the package.“Tits has a team on standby to get Kate and Zoe out if needed.They are holed up in a motel along the highway.”
“Good.How fast can they get here?”
“Ten minutes,” Wolf confirmed.
I triangulated which hotel was within that estimate.“Good.Loop Hickey in on the call; make sure he’s monitoring the gates.”We had cameras in place, but most of them faced the street, not the cars in the lot.They were there to protect the club, not to prevent theft.No idiot in their right mind stole from us.That was a good way to end up dead.
“Trackers?”I asked Bear.
“Done.Stuck an AirTag under the lining of Zoe’s sneakers, and Kate’s GPS is in the pocket of the leather coat Poppy picked up for her.She’s wearing it.”
Good.“Range?”
“About four hundred feet on Zoe’s.North America on Kate’s.”
“Can you get a GPS on Zoe?”
Bear shook his head.“Takes time to program the fucking thing.Skinner’s working as fast as he can.”
Damn it.I needed them both tagged.I ran through the rest of the shit we needed to worry about.“Shock’s hookers are a wild card.”Ours were back, minus Tina, of course.
He’d brought a handful.Three brunettes, a redhead, and a bottle blonde.They ranged in age and ethnicity.Too bad he didn’t take care of his stable as well as we did.They all looked over-used and scared, except maybe the oldest.She was a Latina woman with some miles below the belt.She wasn’t scared at all.If my quick glance was true, she had an agenda.Which was one more thing to worry about.There were too many variables in one place to watch them all.Which meant I was screwed.
My men needed a reminder to stay on their toes.Not only for Kate and Zoe but for their own livelihood as well.
“Wolf?The club’s future is at stake.Not just ours.Shock’s playing a game with Nonno.I canfeelit.I think he’s blackmailing him for a murder sixteen years ago.”
“How would you think that?”
I sent him a look that plainly showed my amusement.“Have you met me?”
He’d not only met me, but helped me with at least two murders.“Oh.”
“The funny thing about that is Shock has the wrong leverage.”I glanced at Wolf’s prosthetic.“Use what you know if they start fucking with us.”Wolf had more dirt on Nonno than Shock could dream of.Added to that, his wife probably had enough dirty deeds documented to bury all of us.Wolf was going to be in the right place, with the right arsenal; he just had to use it and damn any sentimentality toward me and the leadership.“Don’t fuck up,” I reminded him.
“What about you?I think Shock is angling to kick you out.”
“That’s the least of it.To him, I’m a dead man.Taking my patch is just step one.And that’s the only way I see it going down.You need to be ready.”If Shock didn’t kill me, Nonno might.And if neither of them did, then probably Big G or one of the people I’d worked for somewhere would want me quiet.I’d done too much to live outside the bonds of the club.
Both men were uncomfortable.
I addressed them both.“Look at it this way.All those times I was an asshole to you?I got what was coming.”
Bear frowned.
