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“Let’s just wait and see what happens after church,” Ellen suggests. “I’m sure Venom wants heads to roll for this.”
Yeah. That’s what I’m afraid of.
***Venom***
“What the fuck, Tek?”
All eyes turn to him, waiting for an explanation.
“Well, basically I have a program continuously monitoring the web for mentions of us… anyone associated with the club. I added Emily that first night you brought her here. I got the notification and blasted the site where the image was hosted. It’s down, and I haven’t found it anywhere else.”
“What about the uploader?” Gage asks.
“Easy. He’s good, but I’m better. I got a location.”
“Good. Let’s move.” I surge to my feet, ready to crush someone’s larynx with my boot.
“Wait,” Gage says in his presidential voice. “I know you’re running hot right now, but we can’t go in blind. Sit.”
I bite my tongue to stop myself from saying that if it was Raven, he wouldn’t be waiting. The thing is I know he’s right. I drop back in my chair, scowling at the table’s surface.
“Tek, what are we looking at?”
“Atlanta, boss. Restaurant in Midtown.”
“Restaurant?” Gage asks, echoing my confusion. “We know the owner?”
“I don’t think so. I haven’t found much, but I’m still digging.”
“Keep on it, Tek. We need to know everything.”
“You got it, boss.”
“Venom.” Prez turns his attention to me. “This thing with Emily. Is it serious?”
“Why?”
“I’ll help her regardless, but I need to know how far you’re willing to go with this.”
“All the way… especially since I know this is somehow my fault. She may not be my old lady, but she doesn’t deserve this.”
“I hear you, brother. Has she given you anything useful?”
“Nothing. I think she’s in shock. Reeling. Fuck, this happened inmygym, Prez. What am I supposed to say to her?”
Razor gives my shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
“What? It happened here?” Gage asks, eyes wide in surprise.
“Shit,” Einstein curses under his breath, shaking his head.
“Any idea when?” Chopper asks.
“None. I would bet money her asshole ex is behind this. Probably trying to get back at her for whatIdid to him.”
“What the fuck did you do?” Gage demands.
“I may have used a needle to get him to sign some divorce papers.”
