Chapter 9
Bones
“Got something for you, King.”
I tap on his open door before walking in. He looks out of sorts this morning. His hair is standing on end like he spent the night gripping onto it, trying to rip it out. The man looks to be carrying an extra load of stress for some reason.
“You doing okay, Prez?”
He shakes his head, finally lifting his eyes from his computer screen.
“Yeah, just a little on edge. Between the shit compiling out east, and Vicious and his venomous crew, my nerves are running tight. Then to add fuel to the flames, Rogue’s dad is trying to block us from getting the permits we need for the bar.
” Damn, that motherfucker never knows when to quit.
“May need you to do some digging and see what we can come up with to use against that bastard. I know this is Rogue’s war, but I’m all about giving him as much ammunition as needed to finally get the job done. ”
Had it been up to us, we would’ve taken that rat bastard of a dad of his out ages ago.
But Rogue has to deal with this shit on his own time.
It’s his family and his fucking choice, but man if I wouldn’t love to squeeze the lights out of his dad and that piece of shit brother he has.
Both of them are sewage rats in my book. They deserve to be buried alive.
“Yeah, no problem. I’ll do some digging. By the way, I found something you might want to see. Sent you a video.”
He turns toward his screen and pulls it up, then the scene unfolds.
I’ve already watched it three times, so I know exactly what he’s seeing.
Vicious beating the shit out of some guy.
Then he takes his knife and slices across the man’s throat, smiling as his victim bleeds out.
I don’t know why the fuck he videotaped that shit.
It’s evidence that could send him straight to a death sentence.
Anyone can hack into a computer. Storing shit like that is a stupid move. Then again, I’ve never claimed Vicious or his venomous crew to be smart. They moved into our territory, thinking they could take over. That just proves what idiots they are.
“I’ve saved that in three different locations.
I’ve also gotten all their account information.
Numbers, passwords, along with their list of victims.” Who they’ve killed and when, as well as how or where they disposed of the bodies.
That’s another stupid move on their part.
You don’t keep that shit written down. And as for bank accounts, you seal that information in a fireproof safe.
That’s where we’ve got all our shit stored.
Ain’t no way I’d keep that shit on my hard drive or in the cloud.
Nor would I label the fucking file: Passwords. Talk about being an idiot.
“Good. We’ll wait for him to pull another stunt, then we’ll play our hand and prove exactly who’s boss in this town.
In the meantime, I’m going to need to take a trip out east to help Axle and Ice deal with those pedo fuckers that seem to be crawling out of the woodwork.
Let me know what you get on Rogue’s dad.
Oh, and one last thing… Is everything set with Pritchard’s security system? ”
Yes, everything is up and running smooth.
I’ve got cameras on every angle of his property.
Even have one with the view of the street to see who’s coming and going out of his neighborhood.
And my little angel…is now under my watchful eye.
No one will lay one finger on her pretty head.
I’ve even managed to gain access to her school security cameras, which means I can keep an eye on her while she’s at school too.
The obsession runs so deep, I have to check on her every hour to make sure she’s safe and sound, and to get my fix of that little beauty.
The only thing I’m missing is a camera in her bathroom.
I wanted to respect her privacy. And I thought that watching her shower would prove me to be a psycho.
But now I’m kicking my own ass over the fact that I didn’t install one.
I heard little whimpers coming from in there last night, along with the sound of her bath running.
My mind went wild, picturing only one cause for those sexy little noises.
She was getting herself off, and I didn’t get to see. That’s going to change. Stat.
“Cameras are up.” I shake the madness, fighting so damn hard to focus on our conversation.
“But I need to run over there this afternoon and update his modem. Based on the Venomous Vipers’ interest with the governor, I think we should put a tail on Pritchard and his daughter.
I volunteer myself for the job and can see if Dagger is willing to lend a hand too.
Just until we get that Vicious fucker under control. ”
“Sounds good. I’ll give Pritchard a heads-up. But make sure you and Dagger are discreet about this shit. We don’t want anyone getting wind that there’s a tie between us and Pritchard.”
There’s that fucking reminder again of why I should be keeping my distance. It’s not just Pritchard who would take issue with me claiming his little girl. His constituents would see him as a traitor. That fact should warn me off my obsession, but I fear nothing will cure me of my sickness.