Shakedown (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 8)

Lynn may look like an average, run-of-the-mill mayor right now in his three-piece suit, but he wasn’t.

He was a trained killer in fashionable clothes.

I, on the other hand, was broken.

Though I was standing upright, I’d been slightly nauseous since we’d gotten up to altitude in the plane.

And I wasn’t doing any better right now.

I felt like I had a head that was about to explode.

“Fine,” I grumbled. “I’ll stay here in case something happens.”

“In case something does.” Hunt stood up and started to go through the crate that was holding his computer up. He shifted stuff around, then pulled out another computer. “I have this.”

I blinked. “What is it?”

“It’s all the files I was able to pull out on the way over here. I want you to deliver that to the first badass cop that you see.”

“The first badass cop,” I murmured. “Why not Angel?”

“Because Angel is with your soon-to-be wife, and I have a feeling that whoever has this is about to have an assassin on his back just like you already have.” Hunt held it out to me.

I took it and looked at the innocent-looking computer.

“Okay,” I muttered. “And, I meant, if something happens here. Not if something happens with you. You better be safe, or your wife will never forgive me.”

For real. Wyett already disliked me because of how I’d treated Six in school before Wyett was even around. No matter if it was in her best interest or not. I still hadn’t gotten her to look at me as anything other than a nuisance. If I got her husband killed, there really would be no mercy then.

“She already doesn’t like you.” Hunt grinned.

Then he was gone, along with everyone else.

Nico stopped at the back of the van.

He looked at me with hard, unyielding eyes. “I don’t want to explain to my little girl, my mini-me, that you’re hurt or worse. So take care of yourself.”

No flowery words were needed. He knew, just as well as I did, that Belle was beginning to mean something to me that felt life changing.

I gave him a chin jerk, and I felt like my head took flight as stars burst in my vision.

“Will do,” I said through gritted teeth.

With one more harsh look, Belle’s father was gone, too. Leaving me alone with my thoughts, Lynn having a discussion with the piece of shit, and a pain in my head that I was fairly sure wasn’t normal.

Something was very wrong, and it wasn’t just with the dude on the screen in front of me.

I leaned back and watched as Lynn questioned the governor.

Hunt had hacked into the security feed that was in Bryan’s home office where we’d found the Governor ‘taking the day off.’

He’d allowed Lynn entrance into his home, and together we’d all watched as Lynn brought up his brother.

Only Governor Sandler Bryan ‘didn’t associate’ with Malcolm Bryan. ‘Hadn’t in years.’

But I knew when someone was lying.

It’d stemmed from when my family had told me ‘they weren’t going to hit me anymore.’