Page 14 of Rogue's Path
“What?” There’s no way Vex needs someone protecting him.
“Vex’s wife, Dahlia, and my girlfriend, Mindy, have decided to go out for a night on the town.”
Vex is married!?! WHAT? No sane woman would get within fifty feet of that man. Not to mention the fact that he looks like he chews nails for breakfast and wants to murder everyone around him.
“They refuse to have us with them for their festivities. But we can’t allow them to go around without protection.”
Maddox is serious. That means…He’s dating too. Rumor was he was a monk or hermit or something weird like that. In all the years Maddox has been running Willow Street, no one has ever seen him with a woman. At least, not that they talked about.
Maddox, the monk, found a girlfriend.
“That makes sense. But why not use T&T Security?” Havoc asks.
Good point. Anyone but us. I’m pretty sure if we hand that Nayeli kid a grenade, she’d do a fairly decent job at keeping them safe.
“Not enough of them were available on such short notice. Our women and their friends plan on jumping through bars and clubs all night. If they start seeing the same people, they’ll catch on. So, all we’ll need are four men of yours at each of the last three clubs. As we mentioned, we’re willing to pay your club one hundred thousand dollars for that service.”
One…hundred… thousand…dollars for a few hours of work across twelve of us. “What’s the catch?”
Havoc raises an eyebrow at me.
I shouldn’t have poked the beast. But still, that kind of money seems too good to be true. Only a fool gives away money for nothing.
“No catch. Your job would be to make sure none of the women are accosted while they have fun.”
Vex glares at us as he stands by the bar, clenching his massive fists around a crystal tumbler filled with two fingers of whiskey. It’s going to shatter if he squeezes it anymore.
“There’s always a catch.” Shut up before you get us killed. Just take the job and run. Literally run.
“Trouble finds my wife,” Vex mumbles as his knuckles turn white.
What does that mean?
“We’ll take the job,” Havoc says before I can ask any more stupid questions. “When is it?”
“Tonight.”
He wasn’t kidding about the last-minute thing. We’re going to have to hustle to find brothers that are available. When they hear about their cut, they’ll get unbusy fast. We just need to be careful with the Vex part.
“We’ll need pictures of the women to ensure we keep an eye on the right ones and a schedule of where they will be.” Havoc pulls out his phone.
“The list isn’t final yet. Here are the pictures of Mindy and Dahlia. For the rest, you’ll just have to go with the flow. The itinerary so far is listed by time and location.” Maddox hands over a folder.
These women are going to be trashed by the time they reach the twelfth and final bar on their list. Which happens to be a dive bar in our neck of the woods. “Are you sure about these choices?”
“We’ll keep you updated if there are any changes. If there are any problems, you will contact us immediately.”
Havoc flips through the papers as Maddox speaks.
A librarian…Vex married a librarian? Fine, she’s smoking hot, but all she needs are some horn-rimmed glasses and books in her arms to finish the look.
Though, who am I to talk? The world would expect me to date a girl in skimpy leather without a brain, but my type tends more towards baristas.
Which hasn’t worked out well for me. As soon as they suggest hemp and tofu, I’m out.
A little crack draws our attention back to Vex.
The glass in his hand isn’t going to make it, but I want to. “We better go.”
