“I called this meeting because we are going down to Vegas to help our boy find out who murdered his son,” Marcus growled. His jaw was clenched, and his cheeks shifted as he ground his teeth. “It’s going to be an eleven-hour ride down to Sin City, so pack your bags and get some rest tonight. We ride out in the morning.”
“All of us?” Alexis asked, curling her hair behind her ear.
Alexis was a member of the Shadow Vipers through her marriage to her husband, Jake. While she worked as a bartender for Marcus, she never got involved in the direct operations of gang activities. She might be tough, but her skills were better suited to keeping people drunk and making sure that everyone respected the rules of Ride ’em Hard.
“No, I’m leaving a small skeleton crew here to hold down the fort until the rest of us return,” Marcus clarified.
“And how long will you all be gone?” Alexis asked, holding on to her man’s hands in her own.
“Don’t worry, you and Jake will be staying, as well as Midas and Lucas.”
“Nope. No way. I’m coming with my man. No way is he going to Sin City alone with a bunch of horndogs,” Lucas snapped.
The jealous, murderous rage in his best friend’s eyes was real. Ace could see what drew Caden and Lucas together.
Plus, ever since “the incident,” the guys in the crew were also secretly a little afraid of Lucas as well.
Caden and Nikolai burst out laughing.
Marcus rolled his eyes. “You two have issues. Fine. Caden, your shadow can come. But he’s sleeping in your room,” Marcus added.
Caden kissed his man on the head. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Okay, everyone, go home and get ready.” Marcus turned and walked over toward Ace and Blade.
“How are you doing, big bro?” Ace asked, standing up from his seat when his brother approached.
“I’m fine. Just pissed off for Chester. The poor guy moves down to Vegas for his family, then some fucker offs his son? Whoever did this is going to die.”
“Totally agree,” Blade said, stepping up next to his friend and boss.
Marcus turned to Blade.
“Blade, I need you on gun duty. Make sure the boys have enough ammo to take out an army.”
Then he turned back to Ace.
“I need you to book us some rooms at one of the hotels.”
“Make sure it has a rooftop patio and private massages on-site,” Nikolai shouted. He and Caden were lingering around, eavesdropping on their conversations.
Marcus let out a breath.
“We are there to murder someone, not get our meat stroked by some pretty young thing with daddy issues and loose morals,” Marcus noted.
Blade shrugged his shoulders. “There’s no reason that we can’t have a little fun while slicing up a man in the desert.”
The guy had a point. Plus, there was this cool little sex club that Ace was dying to check out.
“I’ll take care of it,” Ace answered.
“Thank you, brother. Oh, by the way, how was your date?”
Ace quickly glanced over at Blade, who was turning fifty shades of red.
“Turned out to be a dud.”
Marcus wrapped his arm around his little brother’s shoulders.