Maverick (STEEL DEMONS MC #3) by Sarina Hart EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Maverick
“This shit has to stop,” Rocky growled, and smacked his fist on
the bar. His brows were pulled into a severe frown that made
him look older and more menacing than usual. “Those
motherfuckers broke into Demon Head Guns and trashed the place.” He
was so mad, so hellbent on revenge that I knew he was close to losing his
shit.
I clapped him on the back. “This is why we keep the guns in a safe when
we close for the day.” As the MC’s sergeant at arms, it was my job to take
care of our weapons in addition to maintaining order and enforcing MC
rules inside the clubhouse as well out in the world. “You know how many
crackheads have tried to break into that place?” I smiled, hoping to take the
edge off.
“Yeah,” he grunted. “Still pisses me the fuck off.”
“It pisses all of us off,” I told him with a grin. “But we have it all on
security footage, so it’s up to Diesel what we do about it. Retaliate or send
the cops after ’em.”
“No offense,” Rebel said as he took a long pull from his beer, “but why
the fuck does a Mexican cartel give a fuck about local cops?”
Rebel made a good point, but I’d been thinking about this nonstop since
the silent alarm at the shop alerted me via an app that we had intruders.
“They don’t have to care about the cops, but they care about how easy it is
for them to cross the border with ease. They get pinched for so much as
running a red light, and those fuckers will end up sitting in an ICE facility
for weeks, possibly months. That shit right there? Bad for business.”
The Black Death has been fucking with us for months now. At first it
was just breaking windows and other small shit, but over the past two
months things had escalated. They set fire to one of our whorehouses and
they busted all the windows out of Leather & Chrome.
“We have to do something,” Rocky said, his gaze darting across the
room where our club president, Diesel, sat and watched his son play with
Chopper. “What do you think, prez?”
“I agree,” Diesel finally answered. “But we have to be smart. These
fuckers don’t give a shit who they hurt or what they destroy. The only thing
The Black Death cares about is pushing their products so they can make
money. Nothing else.”
“I say we hit ’em back, but harder.” My style was always a fucking
sledgehammer. “Slate, can’t you wipe out one of their accounts or put out a
warrant for someone’s arrest?”
Slate’s lips parted into a slow, devious smile. “Of course I can do it, I
just need the right authorization first.” His gaze slid to Diesel and then
Rocky. “That’s all.”
“We’ll talk about it at church,” Diesel assured us all. “For now, we need
to be more diligent keeping an eye on our properties. We can’t afford to lose
more than we have. We won’t.”
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