Page 41 of Filthy Lies

Star:You know Bear, Rex’s father, left him a motel room key?

Conor:Lol, I know who Bear is. The ex-Prez of the Satan’s Sinners’ MC. Duh.

Star:Smart ass.

Conor:You know it. His room was filled with Sparrows’ intel, no?

Star:Yes.

Conor:Interesting.

Star:You heard of the United Brotherhood?

Conor:Sounds like a team who’d play Dungeons and Dragons online lol.

Star:I told you not to diss D&D.

Conor:I’m not dissing dick. I told you I’ll play with you!

Star:Just making sure.

Conor:You’re the one who used to pretend you weren’t into that stuff.

Star:A woman’s allowed to change her mind.

Conor:So’s a man lol. But to answer your question, yes. I’ve heard of them. Based in Russia. They fund the Pauks, don’t they?

Star:Those jackasses who claim they don’t work for the state but do?

Conor:The United Brotherhood isn’t the state. Technically.

Star:It’s all in the technicalities.

Star:I’ve got a headache from this conversation. I feel like I take one step forward and then something comes to light and everything goes to shit.

Conor:You’re almost there.

Star:Maybe.

Conor:I’m guessing Googling a reverse image search didn’t pull anything? :P

Star:No. Lol. NSA facial recognition software didn’t work either.

Conor:Dayum.

Conor:I wish I could help.

Star:Me too. But never mind. I just wanted to check.

Conor:What does the United Brotherhood have to do with the Sparrows?

Star:I’m not sure. I just know Bear was investigating them.

Conor:Want me to put feelers out on them?

Star:Not if they’ve got ties to the Pauks. We don’t need those fucking spiders crawling over our shit.

Conor:You wound me with your lack of faith.

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