Page 63 of The Devil's Revelation
THIRTY
MOLE
I have a plan, and nothing will get in my way.
I carefully watch Izzy out of the corner of my eye as she sits with the girls, laughing and talking like all is right in her little world. Maybe it is. She’s in the clubhouse, thinking she’s safe, but she has no idea that I’m here, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.
Dmitri’s directive is echoing in my head and I have to force myself to be calm and wait. He’s still pissed about everything that went down with that bitch, Sage, and I know I’m on his shit list. I need to get off of it if I want to keep my plans on track. Killing Izzy will do that, so I need to be smart about it.
As the night goes on and the girls get louder with each drink they have, one thing becomes clear. Izzy is leaving the clubhouse tomorrow to be with Torque at the shop. A plan starts to form in my head. If I can time it correctly, I can follow them and maybe, just maybe, figure out the perfect time to take her out.
The faster I get this done, the more time I get to work on my plan. I won’t let Bull’s death go unpunished, and this club is going to pay. Especially Bullet. He’ll be the first to realize who took down his precious club.
