Page 81 of Biker Daddies

“Yeah, yeah, no problem. I’ll get the guys who are out back right now.” He runs around the clubhouse and heads to where a few of the guys are adding on space to the building in hopes we grow.

I charge inside, then slam the door behind me. “Church!” I bellow as loud as I can. “Now!” My footsteps pound against the floor and I hear the quick footsteps of members rushing to the room where we have church.

I sit down in my usual spot, leg shaking, and I wait for Prez to enter the room. It isn’t often someone else calls church, but this is mandatory.

Luckily, Colt and Bane are here and they sit. I’ll need their support.

Prez comes in last. “What the hell is going on? Why are you calling church?”

I try to keep my temper. I do. “What do you know about Grim? Really?”

His face becomes stern. “I know you aren’t questioning me.” He takes a step forward and every eye in the room is on me.

I stand, pointing a finger at him. “I am questioning you, Grizzly. Because no way in hell are you so blinded by this fucking MC that you can’t see straight through his bullshit.”

“You have been on his case since he got here. You aren’t giving him a chance.”

“A chance? So when I followed him today and saw him meet with your brother, to talk about how they’re going to kidnap Harlow, I should give that a chance?”

Shock takes over his face and he loses color while the members of our MC begin to murmur to one another.

This doesn’t look good for Prez.

“What the fuck are you talking about? My brother is a bastard but there’s no way he would do that to Harlow.”

“God, how fucking blind are you, Grizzly? He’s the one who is selling the drugs. I saw it today. Grim isn’t here to form a relationship with Harlow. He’s here to trick her into a relationship and deliver her for payment of cash and drugs to your brother. Wake the hell up and stop being blinded by this need to grow. Grim’s MC are bastards. Your daughter is at risk.”

“Do you have proof?” he asks, rolling his lips together.

“Proof? I’m your VP and you don’t trust me enough to take my word on this? You don’t trust me enough as your best friend who has been by your side for over twenty years, and you want proof? You really trust your brother and Grim over me?”

“I want all the evidence before I go crucifying people. My brother is an asshole, but he is my blood. Harlow is his blood. We hate each other, but I find it hard to believe he’d plan that.”

“Why?” I rub my hand across my mouth, sick of how irrational he’s being. I could call for a vote to see if he even deserves the title as President. He’s been too careless. But I won’t, because my loyalty to him is stronger than my anger. “Come on, Grizzly. The only family that’s loyal to you is the one around this table. Harlow is loyal to you.” My stomach turns with the lie, knowing I’m going behind his back and fucking his daughter, but that’s a truth that will have to wait. I’m loyal to him. Always.

I can’t help that I’ve fallen in love with her.

“But if you want proof, I have pictures of them talking.” I slide my phone across the table and he grabs it.

“This could be anyone,” he says. “And you’re just trying to set Grim up for failure.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I slap my hands on the table so hard the table shakes. “Are you that far gone? I’m telling you, friend to friend, brother to brother, this is bad, Grizzly. If we don’t get ahead of it now, who knows what will happen to Harlow? Do you really want to risk her?”

He marches around the table and grips me by my vest, slamming me against the wall. “Don’t you dare talk about my daughter as if I don’t care about her. I’d give my life for her.”

“Then why aren’t you taking me seriously? Why don’t you believe me?”

“Because I don’t want it to be true. Because we need this partnership!”

“Not if it means risking Harlow.”

His fist comes faster than I can prepare for it. It hits across my mouth and blood pools across my tongue. “Don’t you fucking dare. I’d never risk Harlow. Ever. I’d die before anything happened to her.”

“Then listen to me,” I beg him, shoving me off me. “I saw it, Grizzly. I saw it with my own fucking eyes. He is a traitor. He is using you and making us look like we don’t know what we’re doing. He is working with your brother. I don’t know what shit they do in Washington, but maybe it’s time to call their Prez and see if Grim is going rogue, if they are as great as you make them seem.”

“I’ll call them and see what’s going on. Nothing will happen to Harlow.”

“Do we confront Grim?” Bane asks. “I say we torture him first.” He balances the tip of a blade on the table and spins it. “Nothing a little slice and dice can’t fix.”

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