Page 86 of Menace

He didn’t hesitate to lay it out.

“This is a play by Los Rojos. They’re after what’s in our brother’s head. Lucky is the Mother Chapter’s Road Captain, he has every route, all our contacts, all our stash houses and meeting points locked in his head.” He tapped the side of Lucky’s head. “They plan to snatch him and break him to get the information. Unfortunately he now has a huge weak spot, Harper and her little boy. If they find her…” He didn’t have to go any further.

Fear unlike any he had ever felt before had his body jerking in place.

“Prez, you have to bring her in. The house is secure but it’s not secure enough. I want…”

Maniac held up a hand he fell silent.

“Let’s not be hasty, Lucky. Allow Byte to dig up everything he can, once we know what we’re facing we’ll move forward. I hate tellin’ you this because you’ve already stepped up for this shit. But, brother, you’re goin’ to have to go out there and play this bitch. Find out what her new game is. Because, my brother, we all know she’s got an agenda. Appearin’ out of the blue very conveniently right when we’re hostin’ several of our chapter presidents. I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all.”

There were nods of agreement all around, even Lucky nodded.

Opening his mouth to answer his prez he never got a word out because Byte waved a hand in the air to silence them.

Lucky’s eyes were on the brother’s frowning face.

“My friend Ghost has proof that Gloria Garcia doesn’t exist, has never existed. She suddenly pops into existence seventeen years ago only to die in Mexico about two years later. It’s strange but it seems like we don’t have any clear photos of her time here with Lucky.”

There were rumbles around the big table but Lucky was silent, waiting for more. He could see his brother had more to say.

“Ghost has a bad feelin’ and wants Lucky to have brothers on him at all times. She’s workin’ as fast as she can to get more information for us and will get back to me in a few hours.”

Byte looked at Lucky. “Do you have a photo of her, brother? If you have we can speed up the process of trackin’ her Gloria persona.”

Rubbing the back of his neck Lucky gave a stiff nod. “There’s a photo in the trunk beneath my bed. It’s not locked. One of the prospects can get it for you.”

Dive shoved his chair back and held out his hand. “Room keys, brother. Not goin’ to have a prospect goin’ through your shit.”

Pulling out his keys he put it in his brother’s hand. Dive was out of their chapel in seconds.

While he was gone Byte asked him questions about Gloria’s eye colour, hair colour, build and age. He answered the questions as best as he could.

Not long after Dive was back and gave the photo to Byte. The brother did his magic and seconds later the photo was on the big screen against the wall. He hadn’t looked at the photo in years and it fucking killed seeing the young boy he used to be.

Because that’s what he was at the time. A boy. A boy in love with an older woman.

It was so damned obvious when he looked at her now. Obvious that she was at least five to ten years older than him. By the time she left he had been twenty and she had told him she was three years older, so twenty three.

She had lied. There was more than three years between them. He didn’t know why he was surprised, the bitch had lied about everything else.

Byte wasn’t done, he enlarged the photo until her face filled the screen. She was smiling into the camera but her eyes were ice cold. The eyes of a predator.

He had seen that very same look in his eyes when looking in a mirror.

How the fuck had he missed it?

“How the fuck did I miss it? That she was usin’ me. Look at her eyes, those aren’t the eyes of a woman in love with the boy standin’ next to her.”

Iceman suddenly stood and walked closer to the screen, he stared at it intently before he turned around.

“Brothers, we have a huge fuckin’ problem. I can confirm that this woman and Carmella Mendez is one and the same person. I’ve had the unfortunate honour of meeting her face to face and believe me it wasn’t a good meeting. The problem is her other alias, a much more dangerous persona.”

He spoke directly to Byte and the brother started typing as he spoke.

“She goes by Isabella Estevez Mendez so-called wife of Pablo Mendez. It’s a cover, they’re cousins and not married. Pablo is Jorge Mendez’s son and their interrogator. It is well known that his blood thirstywifelikes to join in on his interrogation sessions. I’ve seen her work, seen what she did to one of our prospects. He didn’t make it.”

He turned to Lucky and shook his head. “They’ve sent the big guns after you, my brother. You’re in serious danger. If the fuckers find out about your ol’ lady…”

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