Page 57 of Reaper

Pinky crosses his arms over his chest. “What do we need to know?”

“Trigger got a lead on Danworth, and we’re going to pay him a friendly visit.”

Trigger jumps in, giving them the details on what we know and where we’re going. As he speaks, you can see each of the guys amp up, itching for a fight.

“You should put a bullet in his skull right there, Pres,” Fang tells me.

Widow nods. “Fuckers who hurt women should be put down like rabid animals.”

“That’s exactly what he expects us to do.”

“What’s the game plan then?” Midnight asks.

“We’re just going to go up there and have a friendly chat.” I pause. “We aren’t taking any weapons with us.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Midnight scoffs.

“Do you have a death wish?” Kicks demands.

“Are you sure about that, Pres?” Pinky asks.

The guys make their disapproval known.

“Settle down,” I demand. I wait for them all to fall silent. “Are you questioning if I have the club’s best interests in mind?”

“It’s your call, Pres. If you want to take them out with a fistfight, I’m game. It’s been a minute, but I think I got it in me,” Widow tells me.

“Hopefully it won’t even come to that,” I tell him before addressing everyone else. “We have too much shit going on right now and can’t afford to bring any more attention our way. Do you think I want to walk in there without any protection? No, no, I don’t. But I will to prove a point.”

“We believe that Danworth made himself known to draw us out. It’s safe to assume that we will be greeted with security as soon as we step foot into the building,” Trigger tells them.

“More or less you guys are going with me as backup in case he decides to fight,” I add.

“What about everyone else? Will they be waiting outside?” Pinky asks.

I shake my head. “Nah. They will be staying behind.”

Fang tilts his head to the side. “You think they are watching us?”

“Trigger and I have reason to believe that they are,” I confirm.

“It’s smart. Having people here waiting in case they decide to attack while we’re out.” Midnight nods.

“Exactly. Now let’s show these bastards that we aren’t afraid of them. Let’s roll out.”

We exit the building and make our way toward the bikes.

“You good?” Wrath asks, standing next to my bike.

“You know it.” As I get onto mine, I look at the clubhouse. “Keep an eye on everyone.”

“Nothing will happen to your girl.” He jerks his chin. “Go before you chicken out.”

I scoff. “I’ve never chickened out of shit.”

Wrath chuckles as he walks back to the clubhouse.

Part of me wants to run in there and kiss the hell out of Natalie before I leave. Fuck, maybe even claim her. That way Danworth would be forced to smell her on me. Would he take a swing at me? Or would he not even recognize her essence?

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