Page 48 of Hell's Claim

Chance’s expression lit up with understanding.

“You have more bruises,” Callie muttered with tears in her eyes.

“I’m fine, honey, let’s get Thalia to her feet and get her some ice.”

“We need to deal with Bear. Shee, take care of the women, and Sailor, get some ice on that eye,” Chance ordered. “Sunny, you’re with me.”

“Chance!” Thalia called in panic. “Bear didn’t mean it. He was trying to get to Sunny. He’d never hurt me on purpose.”

Chance’s expression softened. “I know Thalia, and he’s going to be beating himself up you got hurt. Let us go calm him down.”

“I don’t know if taking Sunny is a good idea,” Thalia muttered, but let Shee help her up.

“We won’t be long. Just going to get Bear’s head straight,” Chance promised and headed inside the clubhouse and towards his raging VP.

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Bear pounced on Chance the moment he saw him.

“You let me out. My woman’s hurt, and that motherfucker isn’t what he says,” Bear roared.

“Shut the fuck up, Bear.” Chance looked at Pyro. “He said anything?”

“Nope. Kept his mouth shut until he sees you.”

“Go upstairs, brother,” Chance ordered. Chance turned to Bear as Sunny closed the door and locked everyone else out.

“He’s spying on us,” Bear spat.

“I know,” Chance replied.

Whatever Bear had been about to shout died. He looked between them, and a frown descended. “You’re allowing him to spy on the brothers? I’m gonna call a vote. That’s a huge betrayal of trust. I’ll have both your cuts.”

“Shut your fuckin’ mouth,” Sunny snapped. “And listen.”

Bear sent him a look that would have killed a lesser man.

Chance began explaining, and slowly, Bear calmed down and listened. He was still angry when Chance finished, but he wasn’t nuclear anymore.

“You’re condoning this?” Bear snarled.

“We’ve got a rat—or a leak,” Chance replied.

“Impossible,” Bear refuted.

“The cops have Zeus’s bones, and he’s been ID’d. They’ll be here any moment,” Sunny said, and Chance sent him a sideways glance. “That’s what Sailor was telling me. Diaz had just received the info.”

“Fuck,” Chance cursed.

“I buried Zeus, he can’t have been found,” Bear stated.

“Who’d you bury him with?” Sunny demanded.

“Big Al, Diesel, and Celt,” Bear replied.

“They’ve all been cleared,” Sunny said, frustrated.

“It’s got to be somebody they told, after all, Bear informed you,” Chance mused.

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