Page 131 of Reaper's Claim

He nodded his head, then his eyes landed on me. “I want a word with you before you head out.” His tone was unfriendly and blunt. But when wasn’t it?

“Good thing we didn’t head out on time then,” I grunted back at him.

The two other guys in the shed walked off, and Brad headed towards his bike, giving Roach and I space.

“You got anything you want to tell me?” Roach’s eyes were hardened, and he was clenching that spanner so tight his knuckles were going white.

What the fuck. Had Abby said something?

“You knew this ride out was important, yet you still managed to not give a fuck. Wanna tell me why you are suddenly more interested in something else other than this club, this family?” His voice rose with rage, his eyes boiling with it.

Sure, I knew I had been letting things pass that I normally wouldn’t. I had my mind on Abby all the fucking time, and it was affecting my role in the club. Guess if there was a word for it, it would be distance.

“Just had other shit on my mind. I’m getting my shit sorted. Won’t happen again,” I lied. Cause things won’t go back to normal, not after I tell him what I am planning on telling him when I get back.

He nodded his head. “Hope the long ride clears that head of yours.”

“Yeah well, I’ll see you in a week.” I turned and walked off.

This ride wasn’t going to clear my head; it was going to fill my head with worry. I knew Abby could handle herself, but that still doesn’t stop a man from worrying about his girl.

Abby

“Guess what I found out?” Kim barged into my room. Why knock when you can just burst in? I closed my laptop, not seeing the point of yelling at her about knocking because she would just turn around and do it again.

“What Kim?”

“I found out why Vivien is so hell bent on scaring us off.”

“That didn’t take you long.” I was surprised at how quickly she had worked it out. “So what is it?”

“Vivien Westbrook is scared of us.” Kim’s tone soured, “Her dad owns a chain of hotels and as for that Sebastian, he’s bad news.”

I smiled at her choice of words because the men we hung around weren’t bad news at all.

“So why has she got it out for us? Because she hasn’t been acting like she is scared of us.”

“She and her brother are suppliers.”

“Suppliers?”

“Of drugs, you idiot, get with the program,” Kim snapped, frustrated by my lack of knowledge.

“What drug suppliers? Seriously?”

Sure, the girl looked like she had attitude, but she didn’t look capable or should I say involved with that side of life.

Kim nodded her head. “They are the main supplier for the campuses.”

My mind slowly started to catch up. “So she would have thought that we’d be stepping on her toes.”

“That’s what I thought at first. They’d be concerned that we would start supplying. But-”

“Go on, don’t stop; you have me hooked now.”

“I think they are more concerned with us finding out about it.”

I frowned. “Why?”

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