Page 37 of Reaper Razed

“White Knight Alpha 1,”

“Black Queen Delta 1! Requesting Status Request for The Reapers MC Ravenswood?”

“Standby… Level 3.”

“Request full disclosure, request vote.”

“Target?”

“Colby Steel!”

“Separate partial disclosure request vote inner circle The Reapers MC Ravenswood?”

“Request accepted. Submit your votes by the normal channel within seventy-two hours and await confirmation of outcome.”

“Affirmative.”

Hanging up, I say, “And now we wait!” I flop onto the sofa.

“And now we wait!” Dane smirks.

I punch him in the arm. “So why have you been torturing Dice? You didn’t have to stay this long,”

Shrugging, he says, “I like him… like, like like him! He thinks I’m a kid, and you’ll have a problem with it.”

I shake my head. “Just be patient, okay? He’ll come around. Maybe stop winding him up. No underwear’s a nice touch, though.” I laugh out at him, and the motherfucker grins back. “So while I’ve got you here, I want you close. How about you come to stay for a bit? We need to get this moving on our end. Dane, you can get on with that level 3 while you’re here, and I need some help in the office.”

“Can Demi stay, too? We’re still trying to find somewhere, and Demi’s had some news that she’s not thrilled by.” Bran shakes his head. “George is selling up.”

“What the fuck? She could buy him out if she wants. She’s loaded now, even with only the legit stuff.”

“Yeah, she wants to be closer, though.”

“How much closer?”

“Why?”

“I may have an idea. Gonna need to get on Ares's good side, though. I might have to give him a little something.”

“Make it happen. Whatever it is, we'll back you.” Bran grins. “I love it when we’re devious and stick together!”

Bane of my existence: Meet me in thirty mins at the gym. Don’t tell anyone!

Boyband: K

I’m in the gym when Ares stalks in. “What’s going on, Ray? Huh?”

“Sit!” I gesture to the bench as I slide on, too.

“I can’t answer all your questions, and certain things can’t be told to the rest yet, but ask what you want to know, and I’ll answer what I can, just me and you!”

“Seriously?”

“Yup!”

“How do you know it wasn’t The Armoury?”

“We’ve done a full check, and I swear it wasn’t them on my life!”

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