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“I promised to protect you in the ways she never did, and I plan to keep that promise until the day I die.”
He picks her up, he carries her to his apartment. His plan is to make love to her all night long. The woman who proved he’s not only capable of love but worthy of it.
“Love me,” she whispers in his ear.
“For the rest of my life.”
Chapter Seventeen
Griffin’s Beach
Colt
“We’ve had a lot of closed-door meetings with small groups lately,” TK says and closes the Chapel door behind him.
Colt sits in his spot at the head of the table, and Jennings sits directly across from him on the other side. VP and TK take their natural spots to his right and left while Ky and Venom sit in their respective seats.
“We have a problem,” Colt says to their predecessors. “And I need all of us to determine the best way to handle it. I have a few ideas, but you’ve been in my spot before.”
“Someone’s talking to the cops,” Jennings says. “I’ve had that same look you did when we were raided.”
Venom’s head snaps towards him and gapes. “Wait, what?”
“Alex McKenzie told Grayson that someone’s giving Julian information. That’s how he’s been able to get the warrants and knows where our hiding places are in the clubhouse. Neither of them knows who the informant is, but we have a rat.”
“And you’re just telling us now?” Ky asks with betrayal written all over his face. “You don’t trust us?”
Holding his hand up, he shakes his head. “It’s not that. Between trying to find some asshole named Phillip who was supposedly trying to kill my wife and this, I haven’t exactly been in a position to share too much.”
“But you think it’s a member?” VP asks.
“No,” Colt admits. “I don’t.”
Venom and Ky share a look while TK and VP shake their heads. No one but Jennings catches onto what he implies. The option no one ever thought possible before.
“If it’s not a member, how is Julian getting information?” his father asks.
He looks between his father and father-in-law. “I’ll take responsibility for the vendetta against us. I pissed him off, but he’s been searching areas that he wouldn’t know exist. And not the areas we know we have things hidden.”
“But wouldn’t that make it a member?” Venom asks. “Like the false walls in here. I didn’t know about them until the raid because we haven’t used them.”
He nods. “Because we don’t use them anymore. We have new hiding places to reduce the risk of old information being given and outing us. Not to mention the warehouses and storage at the Puffy Taco.”
This isn’t the first time there’s been a rat. Hell, it’s not even the second time. The one thing no one knows for sure is how much has been shared and with whom.
“And the office. How’d he know there was storage hidden in there?” VP asks. “We haven’t used that for years other than to put extra documents for the shop.”
“Which means it’s someone who’s been around for a while,” TK says, frowning.
Colt’s father-in-law snaps his head up and glares with pure hatred. “You think Zane did this?”
“We’d be stupid to exclude him,” Ky says. “He’s officially off his fucking rocker.”
Everyone except VP wanted to murder Zane for attacking Lex like he did. He may be blind to his son’s actions, but no one else is. And there’s no question in anyone’s mind that he would have killed his sister if Colt hadn’t shown up to stop him.
His unpredictable and psychotic actions stripped him of his leather. Without the club, he took off and left his daughter with his father. Everything Zane does is motivated by selfish needs and desires, and it’s not outrageous to think he could be getting his revenge this way.
“You want to put this on my son?” he shouts. “Zane would never rat!”
