“When one of my guys told me who the girl was, I told Ghost to stand down. Fucker didn’t listen. He kept who he really is from her and made up some bullshit story about himself. He knew if she knew he was part of the Iron Lords, she wouldn’t have given him the time of day. He was one of my tech guys, and damn good at that shit. Always was good at creating false identities.
“Then, the next thing I knew, my guys were telling me she broke things off with him, and Ghost went rogue. He’s been fucking with all of our drug deals and the routes we use. Got a couple of brothers locked up because of it. Now he and a couple of other guys that went rogue with him are nowhere to be found.”
“Son of a bitch,” Prez curses. “Do you have any idea where he could be?”
Grim shakes his head. “No, but my other techie is on the job. Non-stop searching for him. Ghost took money and product from us. We’re ready to find this fucker.”
“He recruited one of our Nomads and a cut bunny. He has my daughter. I want that piece of shit to fucking pay with his life.”
“And he will. No matter which of us find him first, you will be the ones to take his life. We just want to give him a good beat down and get our shit back.”
Forty-five minutes later, Prez and Grim have decided on a truce between MCs and a plan for finding Ghost.