Page 114 of No Apologies
“We have a problem, something that affects all of us and we need to decide on a course of action.” Lincoln continued until Remy shook his head.
“Cash and Colt don’t need to be here. They’re out. What part of that are you not gettin’ Lincoln? They’re done with all of this. They only came here today to tell you that. You got your money from Sky. Abel has his champion for the family as long as I’m in the cage. We’re done here.”
“No. We’re not. Not yet.”
“Whatever happens next doesn’t involve them.” Remy snapped.
“How about you let them hear what I got to say and decide for themselves?” Lincoln’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “They’re not kids anymore Remington. They haven’t been for a long time. They may’ve needed you to speak for them once but they don’t now.”
At the use of his full name, Remy took a threatening step forward and Colt groaned. He couldn’t reach him in time. There was no way. Skylar was between them. But he didn’t have to because Cash was there, grabbing their older brother by the arm and tugging him to a stop before he could lash out at Lincoln for poking at old wounds.
“Hey. Be cool.” Cash shook his head sternly and then looked at Lincoln, “We’ll hear you out but don’t try to provoke him again or I won’t stop him from taking you apart.”
Lincoln snorted, smirk still firmly in place, “As if he could.”
Remy shook off Cash’s grasp but remained quiet. Colt swallowed his own smartass remark. If Remy wouldn’t say it, he’d keep his mouth shut but they all knew his brother could take Lincoln if he really wanted to. Lincoln was a badass, sure, but Remy was a trained killer after spending years in the army. If they came to blows, Remy would come out on top and even Lincoln had to know that.
Colt cleared his throat, “Say what you have to say and then we’re out. For good. No more jobs. No more fights. No more money. Got it?”
Lincoln gave a short nod, “That was the deal.”
“So what’s goin’ on that you wanted all of us together out here in the middle of nowhere?”
“We couldn’t meet at my place because we have a rat.” Lincoln scowled and then glared at Abel when their cousin snorted, “Fine.Ihave a rat.”
“What?” Cash raised a skeptical eyebrow and Colt understood the look.
If he hadn’t already heard as much from his cousin, he would have been shocked too. Anybody with the stones to lie or steal from Lincoln was a stupid motherfucker. Whatever the person was getting, it wasn’t worth what he would lose in the end.
“Some punk little bitch has been double dealing and selling us out.” Lincoln glanced at Abel, “Somebody’s been talkin’, giving out information on when and where our jobs are goin’ down. Our last few marks have been hit by someone else before we got there. We’ve been keeping an eye on the situation, but it’s gotta be somebody on the crew. Nobody else knew about that last fight but us.”
Colt frowned at that. He remembered Lincoln coming into the shop and telling him that the invites were going out in person. They’d steered clear of electronics to keep from being tracked. He’d been distracted that night, by Skylar, and he hadn’t given it another thought but now, with all of the other shit that had gone down, he felt his anger begin to simmer just beneath the surface.
“You think the same person is responsible for the attacks on the shops?”
“Yeah.”
“Which means it’s the same guys that fucked me up.” He grit his teeth, “You think one of your guys was a part of that? Really? And you’re just now tellin’ me?”
Lincoln held his hands up innocently, “I didn’t know for sure.”
“But you do now?”
“Well…” His cousin hedged, “Not exactly, but I got a pretty good idea.”
“Who is it?” Remy growled, “I want the name.”
“Relax Remy. You’re not killin’ anybody today.” Lincoln shook his head and when Remy looked like he might argue he glared at him, “I don’t have a name. Not yet. But it’s one of the boys on the crew.”
“You’re sure?” Cash looked around at all of them and then shrugged, “Somebody’s got to say it. Are you sure it’s not one of us?”
“What the fuck did you say?” Abel snarled.
“You heard me.”
“We don’t turn on each other.” Abel took a dangerous step forward but Noah stepped in his path and Lincoln moved between them as well, stopping him before he could reach Cash.
“It’s an honest question Abe.” Lincoln sighed, “And it’s not like we didn’t discuss it amongst ourselves.”
