Jace was beyond frustrated, but he had to tread carefully or he’d only get himself and anyone else who decided to go against Alec’s orders killed. He’d simply paid the hospital bills and given the member extra money before throwing him right back into the business, sending him out to handle an even bigger exchange with greater risks. Jace understood the lure of money and greed, but when the first brother had been sent back three months ago, bloodied and nearly dead, as a ‘warning’ from the local chapter of the Rogues, an opposing club, they had taken it seriously, backing off from further deals.
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But in the last year or so, since the little one-off side deals had turned into a full time illegal gun-running business that was bringing in millions of dollars, their friendship had gone to hell and the club had turned to a new, dangerous direction. And they had been, good friends for nearly ten years now with Alec once taking on a father figure role after Jace had lost his dad to a deal gone wrong. Alec clapped him on the back the way he always had, like an old friend. Most of his buddies had turned in early, and he had no more reason to be here. At this point, he just wanted to finish his drink and get the hell out of the bar for the night. I don’t think Eli’s smart enough to try anything stupid, Jace replied gruffly, reaching for the beer he’d been nursing. He’d handle this, and he’d find a way to kill the next deal so that they could unbury themselves from this disaster before the Bandidos caught wind of it and came after them for gaming in their territory. But Jace could only clench his jaw to avoid saying something he might regret later. Taking three men who were just as unhappy by the whole arrangement wouldn’t do a damn bit of good if Eliezer Pierre, the middleman, brought his own reinforcements and decided to open fire. I don’t want to take any chances that something might go wrong, and they’ll be able to watch your back. I’ll send you the inventory list to check over.
Your delivery should arrive within the hour. Everyone did.Īnd when is this supposed to go down? Jace tossed a quick glance at the man he once admired, his fallen hero who now used the club to his advantage rather than standing behind it as they had once promised to do.Īlec threw back a shot of whiskey, his eyes never meeting Jace’s. He claimed that the distribution of money to the club was fair, but Jace knew he was pocketing a great deal more than any of them were. He would rather put all the men who’d devoted their lives to his club in danger than to risk himself being vulnerable to a double cross. The man didn’t want the middleman seeing his face or to be part of a situation that could get ugly quick. Jace wanted to ask where Alec would be while he was risking his life in order to fulfill Alec’s agreement with the dealers, but he knew better. It will mean a good payout if we play our cards right. You know damn well the Haitians are bringing in over a half million in product, and we have to pull this one off without a fuck-up if we’re going to keep the agreement going.
I can’t trust just anyone to take care of this, Jace. Back to the way they used to be when his father was still alive and president of the club, a club he lived and died for.Īnd what does that have to do with me? Savage asked, clearly aggravated.Īlec drew his brows together as he spit into his cup, his dark eyes as ruthless as he’d always been after the dollar signs called to him, greed controlling his every move. He wouldn’t give away his distaste for what gun-running had done to the Iron Soldiers Motorcycle Club until he could pull them out from under the hold the dealers had on them and finally get things back on track. Turning from the bar, he came face to face with Alec Stone, the president of the motorcycle club and the only man who held any real power over him. He wrinkled his nose, both from the strong odor and because he wasn’t exactly keen on being a part of this deal in the first place. The brusque, raspy voice came at Jace Savage, with the scent of chewing tobacco and beer.
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