“Damn. I wonder if Saint will ever get over the loss of his ol’ lady?” Rez asked.
“Hopefully he’ll find someone new in prison,” Finn answered.
“We can only hope,” Nox said. “Maybe he can be treated in there the same way he treated women out here.” As they headed outside, he announced, “Next stop, the Wolf Den.”
“Any text from Crew or Fletch yet?” Finn asked.
Nox quickly glanced at his phone.
Nothing.
Now he was officially worried.
ChapterThirty-Nine
He sentthree more texts on the way to the Demons’ clubhouse in Uniontown.
One to Fletch, one to Wilder and one to Crew.
“I don’t like this,” Nox murmured when he didn’t get a response from “Ghost” or “Kitten.” Crew didn’t get a response either, according to his answering text.
Nox shot his BAMC brother a text back, letting him know since the three of them were “out and about,” they’d check the Wolf Den for any signs of the undercover couple.
The first thing they noticed—mostly because it was impossible to miss—was that the Russos’ soldiers used a full-sized SUV to ram the front entrance of the former gas station to gain access to the clubhouse.
It not only took out the front door, it also left a gaping hole in the surrounding concrete block wall. Since that SUV was an expensive way to get through a locked door, Nox figured the vehicle was stolen.
“Do you see Fletch and Wilder’s assigned Harley or SUV anywhere?” Finn asked.
“No, but a lot of the members park out back,” Nox answered.
“Maybe they weren’t here when this all went down.” Rez’s voice sounded as tight as Nox’s chest.
“Let’s hope,” Nox murmured.
Rez continued, “I would think if they were, they would’ve given Crew a heads up.”
“If they had a chance,” Nox told him.
“Or at least contact him after the bullets stop flying,” Finn suggested.
“If they had a chance,” Nox repeated, the dread in his gut becoming almost unbearable. He couldn’t take another major loss in his life. Not right now.
If they lost Fletch…
Christ,he needed to stop thinking like that. Especially since his life was only beginning to turn around.
All thanks to Liyah.
“Look, let’s see if we can get our asses inside like at The Peach Pit,” he suggested to Finn and Rez.
“What are the chances that Saint was here?” Finn sounded hopeful.
“Roaches are almost impossible to kill. They’ll survive the apocalypse,” Rez said.
“Calling Saint a roach is insulting to roaches.”
Nox agreed with Finn. “Let’s go see if that boy with a badge will let us through.”