“Seems you might have an admirer,” Shadow says, quirking a brow.
“Naw, I don’t think so. If that were the case, they wouldn’t be doing the same thing with Harley,” Neo denies.
“What color is this car?” Venom asks, coming into the conversation.
“It’s a white BMW with blacked out windows,” Neo says, causing Venom to frown.
“What’s wrong Venom?” Stoney asks, having noticed as well.
“I’ve seen the same car following me,” he admits.
“Could be Chigger’s men watching us?”
“No, his boys couldn’t afford something like a BMW. It could be Rivas’ men, but I don’t understand why she’d be following us. Unless she’s going for retaliation,” Nerd mutters his eyes glued to the computer screen in front of him. “Do you by chance know the plate numbers on the car?”
“Next time I see it I’ll see about getting them.”
“Prez, I’m thinking it’s time to update our security footage software and reposition our cameras. Maybe leave the ones visible to the eye in place. Whoever they’re talking about keeps out of view of our cameras,” Nerd says, finally lifting his eyes from the screen in front of him.
“You thinkin’ we might have a rat in our midst again?” he asks.
“I’m thinkin’ Neo and Venom are right about being watched. You’re being watched as well Prez.”
“What the fuck you mean I’m being watched as well?” Stoney snarls.
“What I mean, Prez, is I’m catching the tail end of this car pulling away from various places. All where the three of you are, along with Harley,” Nerd states with frustration. “I need to get back to my computers to look more into this.”
“Fine we’re dismissing for now. When you have something let me know and we’ll reconvene. As for Chigger. Watch your backs and from now on no one rides alone. We ride in pairs. That goes for heading home as well. I’m not callin’ lockdown until shit starts to go down. But I am stating we don’t let those fuckers get the drop on us. We stay alert,” Stoney states, lifting the gavel in his hand and slams it to the table.
Nodding, I start to stand.
“Cane, wait a minute,” Stoney says still sitting at the head of the table. Tracker also remains seated.
What the hell’s going on now?
I sit fully back in my seat and wait for the room to clear to find out what’s going on.
The door closes behind the last of the brothers and I’m nervous to find out what’s going on.
“I know we’ve got a lot of shit going on around here, but I need to ask you something personal,” Stoney states.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Your mom or aunt reach out to you any?”
“They’ve tried to several times. I’ve ignored their calls.” I got tired of every time I got a new number, they would get hold of it. Or if I blocked their numbers, they’d use someone else’s phone to call me. I learned to just press the decline on my phone when I know it’s them.
“They call a lot?” Tracker asks.
“The past couple of weeks yeah. It’s been Mary more than my mom, why?” I sneer not wanting to talk about either of those bitches. My aunt made Stoney’s life hell. He knows I know about the money he paid her to stay out of Horse’s life but also mine in extension.
“Seems Mary’s back in town and looking for money. She approached Rachel the other day while at the store and informed my ol’ lady that she wouldn’t be enough for me and that she’d bet I was stepping out on her with someone else. Most likely one of the clubwhores. Your mom even chimed in about how good I was in bed and she wouldn’t mind being there again. Fuckin’ bitch ain’t ever ridden my dick.”
Oh shit.
Fuck.
This isn’t good.
If they’re at it. Then they want something.
Have they learned I’ve got money in the bank now?
“Sorry, Prez,” I mumble while shaking my head. “You want me to deal with it?”
“I want you to be on the lookout for those two cunts and make sure they don’t get to Parker or Piper. Rachel knows who I am and she knows who Mary is. The bitch fucked up going to my ol’ lady,” Stoney snarks.
“Sorry, Prez,” I mutter again.
“Nothing for you to be sorry about,” he declares.
I nod my head. “Still fuckin’ sucks because these two cunts are related to me.”
“They’re related to Horse as well, so they’re not just your problem, they’re all of ours. I wanted you to be aware in case you didn’t know. They want money and know you have it,” Stoney sneers.
“Fuck, didn’t she get that life insurance money? There’s no way she could have blown through that amount,” I grumble, thinking of the life insurance plan my dad had. I remember hearing them talk about it one night as he stroked her head. She would have been well set up for the rest of her life if she used it right considering it was over half a million dollars.
“She didn’t get shit. Your old man didn’t leave anything to her. Even as demented and fucked up as he was in the head, believe me I know exactly what he did. He sang like a canary when I ended his life. The man made sure all the money went into an account for you.”
“Oh shit,” I blurt out. “How did I not know about this?”
“Our lawyer at the time took control of the money after your father’s death was found out and the insurance paid out. You had to have someone in charge of it. Until you turn thirty you don’t have access to it. Which you’ll be in two years when you do. However, there is a way for you to have the money released early to you if need be.”
“Shit.
