Page 94 of Havoc
“Fuck no.” My fists clench at the thought alone. “But Aimee is right, whether I like it or not. She’s who Titan wants. Which means anything less won’t lure him into a weakened position.” I turn to Ghost. “You said you have a general idea where Titan has her father? Just not an exact location?”
“Generalas inwhat corner of the Vegas grid. It’s too many square miles. We would need time to search. Titan would notice and retaliate before we got close. Unless we got really fucking lucky.”
“Or unless he was distracted.”
“By Aimee?” Chaos snaps. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
Probably.
The things I’m considering don’t make sense. And yet, here I am, knowing this is what my girl needs. She had her future taken from her. Her power stripped away. No matter how much it kills me, I refuse to be a person who participates in that. If she wants to help, I need to let her. To prove I trust her.
I love her.
Who am I to deny her this after what she’s been through? She would always resent me.
Which is why I sit in this room staring at my brothers’ shocked faces and make an argument I never expected. One that will send the love of my life into my enemy’s path. Because I have faith in us.
I have faith in her.
“This isn’t our decision to make.” I rest my elbows on the table. “Anything Titan has done to our club pales in comparison to what he did to Aimee. The things you know about—” I choke back my emotions, dipping my chin. “You don’t know half of it.”
And I can’t put the rest into words. Not only because it’s not my story to tell, but I can’t physically get them out. I can’t say what she’s been through without falling into a black hole.
“It’s true that Aimee came here because she trusted us to help her get her father back from the Iron Sinners. But she also came here because she trusts us to keep her safe. Until Titan is in the ground, she isn’t. And the only way he’ll let his guard down is if he thinks he’s won. She’s the best hand we can play.”
“He’ll never believe we’d actually hand her over.” Steel shakes his head. “He’ll figure out it’s a setup.”
“It is.” Legacy huffs.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s a setup or not. He wants her. We either stretch ourselves thin or we stretch them thin. Titan will do everything in his power to make sure he gets Aimee back to him, even if it means showing up himself.”
“And when Titan goes to retrieve Aimee?” Steel asks.
His expression is tense, and even if I can tell that, even if he doesn’t like the plan, he’s caving to the idea.
“We don’t let him leave.”
That has Steel considering me. He leans back, dragging his hand through his hair. “Does Aimee understand the risk?”
“She trusts me not to let anythinghappen.”
It’s not an answer, but Steel nods, accepting it. Still, he asks, “You’re willing to let the woman you love do this?”
“It’s because I love her that I understand why she needs to do this. And no oneletsAimee do anything. She just fucking does it.”
That’s enough to have Chaos and Soul smirking because they know I’m right.
“We don’t usually involve anyone without a patch in club business,” Steel reminds me. “But I’m willing to hear the vote before I decide.”
His gaze moves through the room, and I have no idea which way the vote will go. Honestly, a part of me hopes they turn me down because then I could be a coward and blame them. At the same time, if they try, I’ll fight them on it for her.
Soul, surprisingly, votes first. “I fucking hate this, for the record. But I’m not going to have you walking out there telling Aimee I don’t back her after all the shit she’s been through. So count me in.”
It’s probably the biggest compliment Soul has ever given, and she’s not around to hear it.
I nod in thanks, and he nods back.
“I vote yes under one condition,” Chaos says. “I’m the one with Aimee when we lure Titan out. You’ll be too busy running the operation and too distracted if things take a turn. You need to let me do it.”
