Page 90 of Banshee
I smiled when they pulled up. They were all low level, and the one leading the charge was none other than the cocksucker who beat the hell out of my woman.
“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” the son of a bitch crowed as though he’d won a prize.
My hands sat on my hips, ready to grab my gun the moment I needed it. I kept my mouth shut, as Trent Davids, AKA Pepper,AKA Aspen’s asshole husband swung his leg over his bike and walked toward me.
“Hey, Breaker, you know who this asshole is?”
“No, man. Who the fuck cares, anyway? Just kill him and get it done.”
Pepper turned around and faced Breaker. “This is the bastard who was offered my wife before me.”
“No shit?” one of the other men called out.
“No shit.” Pepper walked a little closer, tilting his head at me as he moved in. “Saw the Gods of Mayhem roll through town. You know where my wife is?”
“Haven’t seen Irene since the day I told her father he was an asshole for selling off his daughter.”
It was true. Irene died the day he put her in the hospital. Aspen was born and that’s who she was now. Aspen was mine.
“What the fuck are they doing there then?”
“Came to visit.” I shrugged. Did this asshole honestly believe I would just offer up club business? Even if Aspen weren’t living in the clubhouse, I wouldn’t tell him shit about Diana showing up after twenty-something years.
Pepper eyed me suspiciously. He was a dumb son of a bitch, but maybe if I played my cards right, I could get him to reveal a little information of his own.
“Why’d the Death Dogs move to Wyoming?” I asked, not expecting an answer.
Pepper grinned.
Gotcha, motherfucker.
“We’re taking over.”
“Pepper, shut the fuck up,” a man in the back hissed. I looked at his cut. Rumble.
“Why? He’s a dead man, anyway. Won’t hurt to tell him shit.”
I kept my eye on Pepper as my hand slid slowly around my back until I had the grip of my gun secure in my hand.
“The Silver Shadows’ days are numbered. Skinner’s patching you all over. He’s got a rich-as-fuck backer who wants to take over the Federation, and we’re helping him do it.”
“King won’t do shit.”
“That pussy won’t have a choice. Steele is the man in control, and anyone who doesn’t fall in line is dead,” Pepper boasted.
“Then I guess I have nothing to lose.” I shrugged. “Skinner know about your little side business?”
Pepper’s eyes widened a fraction, before he closed himself off. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“All those drugs you cut and sold; the money you’ve got stashed away.”
“What the fuck is he talking about, Pep?” The biker named Grim stood from his bike.
“He’s bullshitting.”
“Am I? See, if I’m gonna die anyway, I might as well tell you, Idoknow where Irene is. And she told me everything. The drugs you stole, the money you stashed away. The men you fuck. Okay she didn’t tell me that but it’s the only explanation for why you couldn’t get it up for her. Because I fucking can and did. She’s waiting for me in my fucking bed.”
While they were distracted by my revelation, I pulled my gun and shot Pepper in the head. If I was going down, I would at least take the cocksucker with me. I would make sure Aspen was safe. She wouldn’t have to run any longer. No more looking over her shoulder waiting for this asshole to find her.
