Page 26 of Reckless
I get up, needing to talk to Pres about it all. I find him just as he’s about to walk out of the office.
“We need to talk.”
He looks at me annoyed. “I thought I made myself fucking clear this morning.”
“Not about that. I found something.” I can’t blame him for his assumption.
His eyes go wide, and he opens the door. "Let's go." He makes his way over to the desk. "What do you have?"
“Everyone who has come after us for the last ten years were all on one payroll.” He sits down looking just as surprised as I was.
“Clarify now.”
I take a deep breath. "That asshole Ammo you fought that went after Nikki, Viper, Hades from The Devil's Sons, and that asshole Anthony. They all received multiple lump sums from the same damn account. Whoever is fucking with us, they've been doing it for years."
“What the fuck!” His voice booms and I swear it might have shaken the damn office.
Whip and Torch come running in ready for whatever, but freeze when they see it’s just me sitting there. “What the hell?” Whip says.
"Tell them what the fuck you just told me," Pres says, turning his back on all three of us.
I relay the same information, and both of them look at me like I'm crazy.
"How is it even possible?" Torch bites out. I know it pisses him off even more because Viper almost cost Tracy her life.
“I was able to have one of my contacts pull financials from anyone who has ever fucked with us to try and find a common link. It was a last-ditch effort, but I never thought it would actually work. I've checked the records on the account but it's under a fake name and the bank it's through barely collected any information when the account was opened." I toss some papers on the desk. "It's got a shit ton of money in it though. I'm thinking we drain it and then they can't hire people to do their dirty work anymore. They'll come to us to get it back, and we can fucking end them."
Pres turns to me. “That’s something we would need to vote on. We will call church tomorrow after the guys get back from the run. Until then, this shit doesn’t leave this office.” Everyone nods. “Good fucking job Wrench.”
I stand up knowing I’ve been dismissed. A part of me hopes that finding this information can get me a little closer to him reconsidering the club girl rule. Especially with what I just dug up.
I have a feeling a war is coming, and I want to be able to protect my girl from it.
