Page 68 of Reaper

“I have something. We need to meet.” Trigger’s voice comes through.

I curse under my breath. “Do I need to grab Wrath?”

He’s training with Natalie right now. I wanted to sneak in and see her in action. Wrath made me promise to leave that time to them. If I didn’t know Wrath the way I do, I would be concerned. I’m not though.

It doesn’t change the fact that it drives me crazy not to know what they are up to.

“No. You can give him the information later. I’m in my hideaway.”

He hangs up without letting me respond.

Fucker probably already knows where I’m at. Creepy fucker likes to track our phones.

It only takes me ten minutes to pull up to his desert hideaway. It’s legit a bunker built into the ground. Unless you know what you’re looking for, you would walk right past it.

The door opens before I even get close. I head down the dark stairs, hating the musty smell.

“What couldn’t wait?” I ask as I open the door to his lair.

I guess it’s more like a computer lab. This part of the bunker is air conditioned with several computers running all at the same time. Lines of code and other shit I could never begin to fathom.

“I have been following the guys. All of them. I have a few suspects, but it’s all circumstantial at this point. Each one has been on at least one run. Now more than one of them could be working together, but I think we need to start here.”

“Okay, show me.”

He types something on his computer and a file pulls up.

“Okay. So number one, we have Colt. You were already worried about him. He has been making a lot of calls to Texas lately, by his own admission. As we have established, it’s not on his personal phone. I have yet to be able to figure out his burner phone situation and I’ve been trying. He’s still unknown. Then we have Muscles. He has been getting a deposit into his account recently, but I haven’t been able to trace it. Whoever deposits it does so in person at the overnight drop and it’s done in cash. It’s only a couple hundred here and there.”

I look over the deposits. He even has the night camera up from the bank, but it’s not Muscles making the deposit. It’s a woman.

“Hawk is my third suspect. He has been texting someone off the dark web. Not sure what it’s for but seems suspect. Could be William. Last, we have Jug. He hasn’t done anything suspicious per se, but he has been talking a lot about you and your girl. Seems he doesn’t appreciate your brand of leadership. He’s quite butthurt over losing out on Natalie. At least that’s what the chatter says.”

I frown. “The hits came before Natalie got here. So that wouldn’t be his motivation.”

“Like I said. It’s just circumstantial. All of this could be explained away easily. I’m still digging, but those are the ones that we should keep a closer eye on.”

I nod. “I don’t want any of them on runs until we have this under control.”

“What are you going to do about Colt? He’s going to get suspicious.”

“Fuck him. If he wasn’t acting so cagey, it wouldn’t be an issue. Until he comes clean about whatever the fuck it is he’s doing, he’s top of my suspect list. As far as I know, he could be undermining me to take over my position. Lose respect of the brothers, I lose the respect of the club.”

“We won’t let that happen.” Trigger is quick to come to my defense.

“I know we won’t. We are going to find out who the fuck is selling us out and then we are going to bury them six feet under.”

“Aye aye, captain.” He salutes me.

I shake my head, laughing as the tension breaks.

“Good work, Trigger. Glad to have you on my side.”

“Always.”

As I turn to go, Trigger calls me back, “Reap, what if it’s not anyone I’m watching? What if someone has thrown doubt off of them so far that we never find them?”

I grimace, looking back at him. “Then we burn the whole fucking house to the ground and start anew. If we let this poison live too long, it will take the entire crop out.”

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