Page 132 of Rags's Awakening
A smile relaxed the hard lines in Banger’s face. “It’s about damn time you admitted she’s your woman.”
“Yeah… well, whatever,” Rags muttered.
“Why does she need protection?”
“Someone’s targeted her. I think it could be the same bastard killing the women in town.”
Banger leaned forward. “Fuck. You sure?”
“Pretty sure. Signs are pointing that way, and my gut’s not sitting right.”
“Gut’s never wrong. What do you need the prospect to do?”
“Watch her when I’m not around. Just until I get an alarm system installed.”
“Okay. But we’ll need all prospects at least four days before the club party. We’ve got brothers coming in from out-of-state charters and support clubs.”
Rags nodded. “I’ll only need him a few days.”
“You got it. I’m guessing you’ll be spending most of your time with your woman.”
“Yeah.” Rags pushed up. “Who can you spare?”
“Doesn’t matter. Hog, Rusty or Skinless would do fine.”
“Hog,” Rags said.
“Done. Let him know. You give her your patch yet?”
Rags jerked his head back. “No. Nothing like that.”
Banger laughed. “I know the idea kicks you in the balls. You’re not there yet, but you will be.”
“I don’t know about that,” Rags muttered. He tapped the desk. “Thanks for the help.”
“Anytime. I know what it’s like when your woman’s in trouble.”
Rags nodded, remembering what Banger had gone through with Belle. “Thanks again.” He stepped out into the hallway and headed back toward the main room.
After lining things up with Hog to watch Casey, he headed over to the pool table. Too much pent-up anger churned inside him. “Who’s up for a game?” he asked, taking a cue stick from the rack.
“I’m in a winning mood,” Puck said, striding over.
Rags racked the balls, the sharp click and clack of solids and stripes echoing across the room.
“Fast game, or are we taking our time?” Puck asked, chalking his cue.
“It won’t take long for me to beat you.” A smirk tugged at his lips.
“We’ll see ’bout that.”
“Shit,” Rags muttered, pulling out his phone.
Eagle’s name flashed on the screen. “Yo.”
“Hey, dude. How you doing?” Eagle said.
“Good. Digging out from the snowstorm. How’s down south?”
