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“For what?” I stood up. “I thought we were leaning more toward the legit stuff, the security, protection.”

“You sound like that pussy Razor and his lady followers.”

I scoffed.

“Fucking bitches riding around like they are bad ass bikers.”

“They have influence.” I nodded.

My dad reached under his desk and set his nine-millimeter on the desk with a resounding thud.

“So do we.”

I didn’t bother bursting his bubble.

The Guardians and their ladies had guns, knives, and hell, they could probably procure a tank. They were that connected.

We sat in silence for a few moments.

I stared at my dad’s nine mil. He’s had the gun as long as I remembered.

“I’ve been thinking about Mattie a lot lately.” I ended the silence. “We never really figured out how they took him out.”

“You have questions with answers that aren’t relevant any more.” He stood back up. “You need to move forward, Mase. We’ve got a lot on the line and as soon as the Vipers are under our …influence,” he picked up the gun and cocked it. “The quicker we can get more into some of those things you mentioned. This club is your future, son.”

“Future.” I whispered under my breath and nodded.

“Now, get out of here and go see that woman who’s got you dressing up like a regular guy.”

He said regular guy, but I heard pussy.

My father thought I was weak. Not in body, but in mind. He would hold on to his role as leader of this club for as long as he had breath in his body. Another reason I need to get out.

He ushered me out with a slap on the back.

I proceeded down the hall.

“Mase.”

I turned around.

“You talked to Derrick in a while?” he asked. His expression was blank like someone trying not to react.

Two could play that game.

“Nah.” I said. “He’s disappeared.”

He nodded and closed the door.

For the last time, I did what he told me to do.

I hopped on my bike to go see my woman.

* * *

I pulledinto the parking garage of the casino, I spotted Grace’s bike and parked next to it.

I ran my hand down the leather seat. Ran my fingers over the winged emblem with the Samurai sword piercing them both.