Desolation: Betrayed: Motorcycle Romance (Sons of Desolation Motorcycle Club Mystery Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

any new info they run across. So what the hell was going on?
     
    I had my suspicions, but I wasn’t ready to fill Bruce in yet. There was no way he’d even consider the thought of one of the members turning. That was blasphemy. I didn’t want to either, but I wasn’t going to turn a blind eye.
     
    The next day I met with Nat and Merci while the boys worked on the hardware store and Elijah met with the insurance people. I wanted to meet away from the clubhouse so we met at the cupcake and coffee shop down the street. It was Nat’s choice and she was craving a red velvet cupcake with cream cheese frosting. Merci and I drank our coffee as we watched Nat devour the cupcake.
     
    “You two don’t know what you’re missing,” Nat said as she took a bite.
     
    “Don’t worry. I’m ordering half a dozen to take home before we leave,” I said. Can’t bypass a good cupcake.
     
    “Well I guess everyone was filled in last night on the meet with the Hellions,” Merci stated. “Sounds like that’s a dead end.”
     
    “It doesn’t surprise me,” I said taking a sip of my coffee.
     
    “Do you still think it’s somebody in the club?” Nat asked as she patted a napkin against her lips.
     
    “Honey, I don’t know. I don’t want to think it was someone in the club, but it’s just a feeling I get.” I knew those feelings all too well, like the one I had when Gabe died. This was different however. The cold emotion that ran through my veins when Gabriel died was like a light extinguishing from within me. In this case a flame was growing. My instincts pointed to an inside job, but how would we figure it out?
     
    “Girls, I want you to keep your ears open okay? Don’t ask any strange questions, we don’t want to get anyone suspicious, but if you hear anything that seems out of the ordinary, we need to share it with one another.”
     
    “What would you consider strange?” Merci asked as she added more cream to her coffee.
     
    “People acting out of character or mentioning things that don’t seem right to you,” I said. “I think you’ll know when you see or hear it.”
     
    We adjourned our little meeting and headed back to the clubhouse. Our first surprise awaited us there. Callie in all her glory sat at the bar. Normally she wouldn’t be let in, but the boys were at the hardware store with no one watching the clubhouse.
     
    “Callie, what the hell are you doing here?” I asked putting myself between her and Nat.
     
    “I’m not here to cause trouble,” Callie said turning around on her bar stool. “Although I’ve heard the SOD is trying to cause me some.”
     
    “Honey, you’ve got a reputation so don’t be all hostile when it comes back to bite you in the ass.” I wasn’t in the mood for her shenanigans today.
     
    “I’m here to pay my respects. I heard about Frito,” Callie said as she looked at the floor. Was that tears in her eyes? Surely an icy bitch like her didn’t know how to cry. But I was wrong as she wiped a tear racing down her cheek.
     
    “The funeral is tomorrow,” Merci said. “After the police are finished with the autopsy.”
     
    “Who could do this to Frito?” Callie cried. “He was so sweet.”
     
    I’d never seen Callie like this in my life. Good Lord, maybe there was a beating heart in there instead of one made of stone. Nat walked over to a table and sat down.
     
    “Callie, we’re not sure if Frito’s murder was intentional or not. He may have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Normally no one is at the hardware store after hours. And no one knew he’d be doing inventory so late. Hell, it could have been kids who stole some guns and wanted to see what its like to shoot up a business,” I said, not really believing that.
     
    “I don’t think that’s what happened,” Callie said blowing her nose with a tissue.
     
    “Do you know something we don’t?” I asked as Merci and I joined Nat at the table.
     
    “Maybe,” Callie said. I