Page 132 of Reaper's Claim

“They’re dealing ice, Abby. We both know what Dad thinks of that drug.”

Ice was a drug Dad had no interest in. In fact, he hated it. His younger sister, our aunt, got hooked and overdosed on it when she was young. She died when we were really little.

“And Dad doesn’t use outsiders; they deal directly,” Kim added.

“So they are being supplied with it from who? Another club?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “All I know is whoever is supplying them is doing it behind Dad’s back, and they clearly have guts.”

It made sense now. Why she was trying to scare us off. She thought we were going to take her trade, but more importantly find out they were dealing in the first place behind the club’s back.

“Dad’s going to be furious.”

“Furious? He’ll take heads off for it!” she exclaimed. “It could start a war. Abby, we have to handle this.”

“And how exactly do you plan on us handling this?”

“By making her see who she is really dealing with,” Kim smirked. “Right now she only see us as a threat, but once she realizes that we aren’t just some little club whores but are in fact the fucking princesses of this club, she will back off.”

“That might get her off our back, but what about the supplying issue?”

Kim’s eyes widened and her face soured; I knew that look too well. That look meant she had a plan.

I was outside smoking when Kim found me. I was not in the mood for games. If anything, I was in a foul mood because Reaper had left. And all I wanted was him.

“We need to take care of Vivien.” Kim said, taking the cigarette off me.“And how is that?”

“By reaching out for our half sister’s advice.” Kim handed me her phone. “Her number is sitting there; you just need to dial.”

“Why would she want to help us?”

“Because we are family and that is all the club is about. She won’t turn her back on this.”

Kim had a point.

“Fine, I’ll call her.”

“Good. Cause she might be able to give us more details on our new enemy.” Kim finished the cigarette and dropped it to the ground, stomping on it. “Smoking doesn’t suit you, Abby. You’re meant to be the good twin, remember? Tell me how that turns out.”

“Where are you going?” Wouldn’t she want to hang around and see what Amber said?

“I have to go see Trigger. I won’t be long.”

“Whatever.” I shot at her while hitting the dial button. This was either going to go well or she would hang up on me.

“Hello?” Amber’s voice answered.

“Hi, Amber. You might not remember me, but I’m Abby. Abby Harrison. I just have a few questions for you.”

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone.

“I was wondering when you were going to call. It took you long enough.”

Chapter 56

Abby

“I’m not calling to ask for a sisterly chat. I just need to ask you a question.”

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