Page 137 of Menace

She looked around wildly.

“Baby, you’re in ICU and they don’t allow babies in here. There are too many germs floating around.” Lucky quickly evaded her question.

She relaxed. “Oh, I forgot.”

His old lady was fading fast, her eyelids fluttering closed over and over, her words a low mumble.

“Sweetheart, I have to go but I’ll be back. You’re only allowed two visitors at a time and Asa is waiting to see you.” Rider dropped a kiss on her cheek and left the room, letting Asa in as he left.

Lucky saw the rage in his eyes before he blanked it out. Like him and Rider he was pissed as hell.

“Hello there, sweetheart.” He said softly, picked up her hand and kissed the back of it. “You gave us quite a scare. Glad to see those pretty eyes of yours again.”

“You’re such a charmer.” She whispered with a smile.

His old lady sighed and closed her eyes. Her breathing became deep and even, letting them know she was sleeping naturally.

Looking across her body at Asa he saw the need for vengeance burning in his eyes. He knew it was in his as well.

They were going to find the fuckers who did this and take care of them.

After they find his son.

He wasn’t sure who had put their hands on his old lady but he knew how to find out.

Cole Conrad.

Leaning over he kissed her lips, keeping it soft so she wouldn’t wake.

“Let’s go, brother. We have questions that need answers and I know where to get those answers.” He said softly.

Leaving the room he looked back at his old lady.

She looked pale and battered and someone was going to pay.

All he needed was a name. He had a feeling it was the same person who had his son.

He needed confirmation and then he was going hunting.

Those who had taken his son and hurt and terrified his old lady would pay.

In pain and blood.

THIRTY EIGHT

Carlos

Fury boiled in his blood as he looked at the men standing in front of him. They had lost millions in product, consisting of drugs, guns, ammunition and humans. All taken by the FBI because they’d had a rat in their midst. An agent had infiltrated to the highest level of trust and none of them had suspected a thing. It ate at him that the bastard had escaped without suffering for his deceit.

He wasn’t done with him. The rat would be found and he would pay for his treachery.

But it wasn’t all the rat’s doing.

They had badly miscalculated when they brought the Grave Robbers MC into their business. During the negotiations Robber Ross had assured him they were the strongest club in the southern states. The bastard had lied. As had his bitch of a daughter. She had been confident Ross and his men would handle the Shadow Wraiths. Assured him the club was nothing more than a bunch of lazy bike riding good ole boys.

She lied.

It was most probably her lies that got her killed.

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