3. Eagle
EAGLE
Ipaced my office waiting for Gaby’s call to let me know how the meeting went.
It had taken months of research, bribes, and breaking a few fingers to get a lead like this.
We now had a line on Two Tricks’ enforcer and in my personal opinion his lover.
I had to admit that it was impressive that it took so much work to get a name of anyone worth talking to in the Tricksters empire.
The Phantom Saints were done getting looked down on by a man who couldn’t even show his face.
From what we learned everything was done through a third party who was picked out by Tricks.
For a criminal he sure had a lot of rules that his buyers and suppliers had to follow if they wanted to deal.
We didn’t have to worry about that because we played by very similar rules in our club.
The office door opened and three other people filed in and took seats around the room.
I didn’t stop my pacing because if I couldn’t put this energy into something I was going to explode.
“Any word from Gaby yet?” Picasso asked, kicking his feet up on the desk.
Walking by I smacked them off and growled. He knew I hated that shit, just because we were blood didn’t mean he could disrespect what was mine. “Do I look like she has called yet?”
“Fuck Pres, you need to have a drink or fuck something to chill the hell out.” Picasso grumbled.
I scanned the faces of the others in the room seeing someone was missing. “Where’s Cognac?”
“He had some issues with the last transaction and went to deal with it personally,” Void answered, looking unhappy about it.
Stopping I pinned him with a look. “Care to tell me why our treasurer is dealing with this and not my enforcer?”
“Seems that the situation needed a more ‘gentle’ approach. If I got too rough with him then he wouldn’t deal with us again, leaving us without a way to transport our goods out of the state,” Void explained.
“What was the issue?” I asked, even though I had a guess.
“He wanted more money for having to go behind Tricks’ back.
Seems that something’s set the crime boss off and he’s combing through his people looking for infractions.
Word on the street is the enforcer is handling it personally,” Sprocket interjected, seeing that Void really didn’t want to answer my question.
“This bastard is blocking us off at every turn,” I roared, slamming my fist into the wall, cracking it. “What bastard MC club fucked this up for the rest of us? There’s no way we can gain any more ground without getting Tricks on our side or taking the dick out once and for all.”
Picasso’s phone rang out breaking the tension in the room. He quickly answered and put it on speaker phone for the rest of us to hear. “Go ahead Gaby we can all hear you.”
“Enzo when I tell you what happened I need you to know I already have a back up plan ready,” Gaby said, her voice sharp in warning.
“Understood,” I bit out. Damn sister knew me too well.
“Using Kimber was a major back slide, the bitch lied to me. Dax hates her and doesn’t trust anything that has to do with her,” Gaby started. “I left her with the terms that you guys came up with and my card. I’d be surprised if she didn’t throw it out the moment I left the building.”
“Is there any good news?” Picasso asked, reading my mind.
Gaby sighed, “Yes and no. Dax is definitely a good connection; she knows exactly how Tricks operates and thinks so it wasn’t a complete bust. Covering my bases I made contact with Dax’s best friend and invited her to a party I’m having tonight.
I want you all to be there in case she shows up with Dax. ”
I had to hand it to our sister, she was a crafty bitch that’s for sure. I never would have thought to use the best friend.
“You're sure that won’t seem odd for her to just happen to show up to your party the same day you ask her for a meeting?” Sprocket asked.
“From what I gather her best friend has no idea about this side of her life. Dax won’t risk saying anything or attracting attention to why we would know each other.
I can use that to my advantage if I need to,” Gaby said, making it a nonissue.
“All I need is for you all to show up, keep a low profile and I will see what I can do about getting her on her own for you all to talk to.”
“Any chance you found a picture for us to go off of?” I inquired.
It was almost like Dax was a ghost, she had no social media of any kind and no pictures anywhere on the internet. Almost like someone was keeping her hidden, confirming my suspicions of her being Trick's old lady.
“She won’t be hard to spot, believe me. A girl like her could never be overlooked.” Gaby said laughing.
Something about that made me grin and hope that she showed up tonight so we could meet this mysterious woman.