Chapter Thirty-One
Ender
Brinks, Thorn, and Nickel were already seated.
They didn’t look hurt. Didn’t look rattled. Didn’t look like men who’d just walked into another club’s territory and barely made it out.
They looked the same.
That should’ve been good.
It didn’t feel good.
Wrecker didn’t waste time. He never did when things mattered.
“Let’s get right fucking into it.” His voice cracked through the room like a starter pistol. Everyone shut up completely.
He nodded once at Nickel. “What the fuck happened?”
Nickel leaned back in his chair, arms folding over his chest. Too calm. Too measured. I hated it. “Not a whole fucking lot,” he said. “We got there around seven last night. It was Yogi and three other members. Crank, Jester, and Sheen.”
A ripple went through the room.
“Only four total?” Slayer asked.
Nickel tilted his head. “Yes. But also no.”
Brinks leaned forward, elbows on the table. “The club’s mostly fucking nomads.”
“How many?” Fox asked.
“From the sounds of it?” Brinks shrugged. “Over thirty. Spread all over. Pipeline jobs. Security gigs. Running wherever the fuck the money is.”
“Jesus Christ,” Wrecker muttered.
Nickel nodded. “Yeah. Pretty fucking crazy.”
My jaw clenched. Nomads meant ghosts. Meant no fixed territory. Meant no easy retaliation.
Thorn cleared his throat. “That’s not even the worst part.”
Wrecker’s eyes snapped to him. “Spit it out.”
“Yogi isn’t the fucking president.”
The room went dead silent.
I felt something cold slide down my spine. “Then who the hell is?” I asked.
Nickel’s mouth flattened. “Some wandering asshole. Prez’s a nomad too. Doesn’t stay anywhere long. Leaves Yogi in St. Paul to hold the fort while he just… fucking wanders.”
“What kind of MC runs like that?” Fox asked.
Nickel shook his head. “Don’t fucking know. But it makes this harder.”
Wrecker dragged a hand down his face. “So even if we wanted to wipe them out—”
“We’d miss ninety percent of the club,” Brinks finished.
That did it.
My leg started bouncing under the table, rage coiling tighter with every word. Clove’s face flashed through my mind. Her shaking breath. Her counting. Her fear when someone touched her too suddenly.
“Did they mention Star or Clove?” Wrecker asked.
Nickel shook his head. “Not a word. Yogi said he’s got guys working pipeline jobs. Nothing more. We didn’t push. Didn’t want to look like we were digging.”
I let out a sharp breath through my nose.
Nothing. We got fucking nothing.
Wrecker’s phone rang.
Every head snapped toward him.
He answered it, listened, then straightened so fast his chair scraped loudly.
“Hold on,” he barked. “I’m putting you on speaker. Say that again.”
He dropped the phone onto the table. Mason’s voice came through, tinny but clear.
“I just got a call from the guy who tipped me off about Timmy. The other three? They’re back in town.”
The room erupted.
“Where?” Fox demanded.
“Shitbox motel on the outskirts. Guy said they were checking in. Each carrying a duffle bag.”
A fucking miracle.
My chair shoved back as I stood. “Let’s go. Now.”
“Sit the hell down,” Wrecker snapped.
“I’m not sitting on my ass while they pack up and run again.”
“My guy’s watching them,” Mason said. “He doesn’t know how long they’ll stay.”
“That’s exactly why we go now,” I shot back. “Waiting gives them time.”
Freak stood. “This is our shot.”
Wrecker’s jaw tightened. He looked around the table. “Who wants to handle this tonight?”
Every single hand went up.
No hesitation. No doubt.
Wrecker exhaled slowly. “Fine. We do it tonight.”
Relief slammed into me so hard my hands shook.
“Cole, Joker, Junior, Pipe, me,” he continued. “Rest of you stay put. We’re not rolling twenty bikes into town.”
Brinks groaned. “You guys always get the fun.”
Wrecker shot him a look. “Pretty sure you’ve had your fair share of fun.”
“I’m good staying behind to keep an eye on Clove while you’re gone, Joker,” Freak said.
I nodded and really appreciated it. Leaving Clove behind wasn’t something I wanted to do, but I needed to be the one to confront these assholes. “Appreciate it.”
Church broke fast after that.
All I could think about was that this was it.