Page 137 of Reaper

“Maybe you could show me later?”

I watch as life fills those baby blues that’s been missing for the last couple of days.

“You can fucking count on it.”

Reluctantly I lift myself off of her. I make a show of adjusting my half-hard cock and can’t help but chuckle when she starts to blush.

“Later, baby.” I head out of the room and go right into the chapel.

As soon as I step in, everyone quiets down.

“You guys ready?”

Everyone nods as I take my place at the head of the table. “Who wants to start?”

“How’s Queen Bee?” Midnight asks.

I can’t help but feel gratitude toward my brothers when their first concern is my woman and her wellbeing.

“She’s okay. Right before I came in here, she was worried that you guys would vote to get rid of her.”

Wrath frowns. “Why the hell would we do that? She’s your old lady.”

“Guilt.” Trigger nods in understanding. “It will take some time but eventually she will realize that we don’t blame her for any of this.”

“Yeah, she was just a victim in Danworth’s game.” Pinky shakes his head. “Poor kid.”

“We’ll have to play darts or something again so she knows that we’re good,” Midnight adds.

“I’d appreciate that. Okay, let’s try this again. Who wants to start?”

Colt sits on my right and shifts in his chair. “Medina contacted us. They have another shipment ready to go. Where we are already on rocky ground with them, I don’t think it’s wise to push it off. No matter what’s going on here.”

I shake my head and drum my fingers on the table. “You’re right. We can’t put them off. I trust that you can handle this one?”

“I can,” he confirms with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

“What else?”

“I had Cueball do a sweep of Jug’s place. He found a burner phone with dates and times texted to another number. I think it’s safe to say he was the mole,” Trigger tells me.

“Yeah, he wasn’t shy about making it known he hated the change in the club since you took over either,” Colt adds.

“Well that’s one question answered.” I sigh.

“I owe everyone an apology. We could have ended this bullshit before it went this far if I would have looked into him sooner. But when we kicked his ass out after Tara, I didn’t give him a second thought,” Trigger says.

“That’s not on you,” Colt says, shaking his head. “Out of sight, out of mind.”

“I know he did us dirty, but I hate losing a brother that’s been with us for so long,” Twitch says, shaking his head.

Everyone murmurs in agreement.

“Who’s next?” I ask, breaking the silence.

“We have a problem,” Pinky tells me.

“What?” I ask, feeling dread settle into my bones.

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