Page 43 of Rebel
Even as I think I’m glad I’m not in his shoes, an image of Kinsley’s face pops into my head. How can it be that a woman I barely know, who has made it clear that she isn’t interested in me, is invading my brain so much?
It’s still playing on my mind how visceral Kinsley’s reaction was to that phone call.
I couldn’t get a read on her. The normal Kinsley would have fought back when I told her she looked scared, but she got defensive and left. Another thing to add to my list is finding out why a detective was calling, and why a woman I’ve never known to show fear, did at seeing that name.
“What did Eastwood say?” I ask, standing by the doors that lead out to the garden. Nero passes me a beer and leans back against the counter.
“He asked me outright about Patrick?”
That makes my eyebrows lift. “He knows?”
“He’s a smart guy, we got away with it as long as we could.”
It’s been three years since Nero embedded one of our associates in the church. Someone to keep an eye on things from the other side of those doors.
Patrick isn’t a member, he is Beast’s brother-in-law and he needed a second chance. Someone prepared to do whatever it took to make his life better.
Working at the church gave him that and gave us a man on the inside. Nero makes sure we’re surrounded by people we can trust. The previous priest had no idea when he gave Patrick the job.
Eastwood is younger, more involved in what goes on around the church, not just showing up to read mass or officiate weddings and christenings. And let’s face it, if he is anything like his cousin, he will put his nose anywhere, just in a more subtle manner.
“Does he want him out?”
“No,” Nero says, sounding mildly surprised. “He’s a hard worker, a good man, and a benefit to the church. He was leveraging the knowledge to get information out of me.”
“Worth a shot,” I smirk taking a swig of the beer. “What did you tell him?”
“That we’ll do whatever we can to keep it away from the church. I asked him to keep an eye out and tell us if they see anything suspicious. What do you know about the artist?”
“Not a lot,” I say with a straight face. Nero has a way of reading your mind if you let him. I’ve mastered the art of keeping him out of my head. “She’s smart, sees things.”
“Do we need to watch her?”
“No, she’s got a mouth on her and is pushy as hell, but she’s not a problem. Apart from being friends with Raven,” I add with a shake of my head.
“Well, without her we would have missed seeing that fucker. We’ve been caught up with everything the last twenty-four hours, but I wantto know how the fuck he was sat outside the clubhouse with no one seeing him.”
I’d thought the same. “I’ll get Nashville on it.”
He deals with the members if things go tits up. He’ll figure out if someone wasn’t where they were supposed to be. We’ve already rooted out one traitor. None of us want to think there could be more.
Nero walks around me into the sitting room. Putting Kinsley out of my head, for now, I follow him and take a seat. He wastes no more time getting to the point.
“No one is coming into my city and making me run and hide. I don’t give a fuck who they are.”
“The Demon Sinners are different.”
“Which is even more reason to run them the fuck out of here. And fast.”
How he intends to do that, I’m not sure. Blaze filled us in on who the Demon Sinners are. Their founding chapter is in Finland, where the Kivisto’s are from. He spent hours researching them and told us the MCs over there run death squads. Murder for hire, and they don’t care who the target is, they’ve killed elderly people, women, kids, there is no moral compass.
They’re bad news and people fear them, including the mafia families.
We stay away from mafia guys. They fight too much and are always killing each other. Getting into bed with a mafia family is the furthest thing from our minds.
Things work differently in the US, and although there are some bloodthirsty MCs out there, most of them only do it when the club is threatened, not because they’re getting paid for it. We’re a perfect example of that right now, there is a threat to both us and our families, and that is why we are prepared to fight back.
After reaching out to other trusted clubs on the East Coast who may have come across them, Blaze confirmed they don’t appear as bad as their parent chapters in Europe. But it has raised red flags in the neighboring states, knowing there is a chapter close to home.
