Bayou Bishops Box Set #1-12 by Lucian Bane EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“I don’t like the smell of what’s cooking,” Sahvrin said from the
round table in the Roulette Club.
His father Lazure leaned back in his chair with those pissed grooved
lines on his forehead. “I knew this would come when Romero passed. No
disrespect to the dead, but this brother is as bright as a bayou on a cloudy
night.” He slid methodical fingers over his mustache while eying Sahvrin
then his four brothers. “Our agreement is with Romero, and that’s what
we’re here to honor. Nothing else.”
“Don’t want to say it too loud in case Murphy’s law is
eavesdropping,” Sahvrin said, “but if the new Roulette prez reneges on our
contract, we have the option to fold.” He eyed his four brothers, who
nodded, glad to see he wasn’t the only one wanting to cancel the useless
pact they’d made with a now dead man. Only reason they agreed to it was
out of mutual respect for Romero, not out of necessity. The Roulettes
needed the Bishop’s protection in the swamps, but the Bishops sure as fuck
didn’t need the protection of the Roulettes on land. Never did.
“That pissed pot’s been dumped,” August said, sliding a finger inside
the collar of his white dress shirt. None of them liked wearing official
Bayou Bishop attire, but it was that time of year which meant few chances
to change out of the vintage black suits and wide-brimmed hats. Official
club land meetings and annual festivals, that’s what they were for.
September was a busy month with the Crawfish Festival, the annual Bayou
Bishops air boat races, and Alligator Wrangling Competitions they did for
charity. And of course Mah-Mah wouldn’t dare let Sahvrin miss his
birthday with all that going on. The woman was ruthless when it came to all
things celebratory. You participated or became gator bait.
Sahvrin didn’t mind the clothing since it called for wearing their
Judges loaded with bone shattering .45 hollow-point bullets. Just what you
wanted when dealing with unscrupulous thugs like Thadious Landry.
“Well,” Bart said, peeking from under the brim of his hat. “I’ve
heard nothing but great things about Thaddy The Meat-patty, and all of it
points to him giving us a reason.”
“He’s an asshole,” Zep agreed. “Pretty sure your prayers ’ll be
answered in a timely manner.”
Jek clasped his hands behind his head. “Wish he’d hurry the fuck up
so I can get back to actual work.” He looked at Lazure. “Did I tell you your
son here has us booked till mid-summer next year?”
Lazure swerved a signature chilly gaze to Sahvrin. “Good to see you
sinking your teeth in. But don’t think you’ll be too busy to make it to MahMah’s parties.”
Zep gave a low chuckle. “Cuz you’ll be too dead if you don’t.” He
looked at Sahvrin then, chucking his chin at him. “You ever find that part I
wanted for my mod? Bros before doughs, don’t forget.”
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