She was fucking good at playing the innocent. If he had met her not knowing who and what she was he most probably would have fallen for her bullshit.
“We are darlin’. We ride with the Shadow Wraiths Motorcycle Club.”
He didn’t want to smile at her but forced a small tip of his lips as he explained shit.
“And before you ask, we’re a club not a gang. We don’t do that shit. Our businesses are legit,” he waved his hand in a circle to indicate the bar “like this one, it belongs to our club.”
She leaned against his side and kept smiling but her eyes were sharp and cold. It hit him that he knew the look, knew it from before, and knew she was about to start pumping him for information. The bitch should have waited until he had more to drink before going there. Glancing at Dive and Lure he saw the same going down with them. The bitches were pumping them for information.
Dive suddenly stood, looking towards the bar door. “Thanks for the drink ladies, but my girl is here. Have a nice evenin’.”
He watched as his brother grabbed Jamie’s hand and dragged her into his arms, his head dipped beside hers. He was sure the fucker was quickly bringing her up to speed to save his ass from the cartel bitch. Jamie glanced their way, frowned and tossed her hair as if pissed, before allowing Dive to lead her to the club’s booth. There were a couple of their brothers and their women having drinks and they joined them.
The next to abandon him was Lure.
“Fuck. Evie just walked in and she’s pissed, Jamie must have messaged her. Sorry ladies, I need to fix shit with my woman before she cuts my nuts off.”
With that he was out of the booth and striding to where Evie stood watching them with a pissed expression on her face. Lure grabbed her around the waist as he dropped his head to talk to her. She smacked his chest then let him lead her towards the club’s booth to join Dive and Jamie.
He listened without showing he was listening to the three bitches at the table yakking to each other in Spanish. They didn’t know that he was fluent in their language. He had secretly learned it to please Gloria, but she died before he could surprise her. And then of course there was the years Remy had been undercover with the gangs. They used it when they connected back then, because it kept his brother’s ass safe. His knowledge of the language had come in handy, like right now.
‘I though you said they were single.’Maria bitched with a bitchy smile on her face as she glanced towards where Jamie sat on Dive’s lap.
‘My information must be out of date. I was told they were all single and we wouldn’t have problems with women getting in the way. I’ll be talking to my informant and making my displeasure clear. They obviously have regular women. I’m wondering if this one has a woman, it might be a way of controlling him once I get him to where I want him. He’s as stupid now as he was years ago, he doesn’t have a clue who I am.’Carmella smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes.
‘Are you going to take him home with you tonight? Start the treatment?’Lucia smilingly asked as she watched him through her lashes.
What fucking treatment? That shit did not sound good.
‘I don’t know. I’ll play it safe and draw him in slowly. My informant said he’s all muscle and no brain. I’m not sure that’s right, his eyes are watchful and he sees too much. Be careful what you say around him. He’s been in this business a long time, I don’t think he’s as stupid as the informant thinks he is. He most probably has the information we need, but tonight is not the time to bring him in or start him on the serum. It’s a pity I was called home years ago, he would have been firmly under my control if I had stayed.’Carmella said in a whispery voice as she stroked a hand up and down Lucky’s arm.
‘Do you want us to try for one of the others here tonight?’Maria asked as she sipped her drink then smiled at him before looking around the bar. Her eyes had a predatory glint to them.
‘No, we’ll use tonight to get ourselves acquainted with this one and gathering names. Make sure to focus on the faces, we’ll get our informant to put names to them.’Carmella giggled softly as if they had exchanged a joke.
Lucky pretended he’d been watching his brothers and not listening.
Fuck.
This was a bigger cluster fuck than they had anticipated. Someone was informing on them, someone who had to be close to the club. The way it sounded the rat was close but not close enough. It had to be investigated and the informant silenced. Permanently.
And the serum shit? He was sure the word serum meant they had a drug they wanted to get him, and some of his brothers, addicted to. A drug that would make him, and them, compliant and giving them everything they wanted. It would put his club and his brothers in life threatening danger. He had to warn his prez, they had to put protection on Jamie and Evie as the girls were now on cartel radar. Not good, not fucking good at all.
And what did she mean by saying if she had stayed he would have been under her control? Had she drugged him back then? Was that why he had been so obsessively in love with her? Was what he had felt for her drug induced or had it been enhanced by some drug? Was that even possible?
He had so many fucking unanswered questions.
And the implied threat to his woman had ice sliding through his veins.
Thank fuck he had left Jo-Jo in Cape Town. If she was here she would have been in so much fucking danger. His heart galloped in his chest and he had to force himself to calm down, to breathe and drink as if he was totally unaware of the fucked up shit that was being planned right in front of him.
He couldn’t stay sitting next to the whore for all the fucking gold in Fort Knox.
He had to get out and he had to get out quick. He had to talk to his prez.
Maniac was going to have to make a decision on how to play this. For now all Lucky wanted was to get away from her cloying perfume. Get her red tipped claws off his arm and walk out of the bar with his senses intact.
Touching two fingers to the corner of his eye he gave his brothers the signal to extract him, and fucking fast.