“Sidewinders hit my house, came after my kids and put a plant in the club.”
“Shit! Didn’t think they had it in them.” Speedy shook his head.
“Yeah, me either. That was my first mistake,” Demon said scrubbing a hand over his face. “He came a hair’s breath from snatching my family, so you know I have to shut him down.”
“Understandable and expected. You know we got your back. What’s your next move?”
“I want to shut his shit down…permanently.”
“You need men?”
“That and information. Why get bold all of a sudden? Who’s he working with?” Demon asked.
Speedy frowned. “No one likes them. You don’t make deals with double crossers. That’s why they never grew in size. They just exist on the outskirts, like cast aside garbage.”
“Guess they got tired of that,” Lefty interjected.
“Why target you, though?” Speedy wondered aloud.
“Another good question,” Demon stated rubbing the hair on his chin.
“I can put some feelers out if you’d like,” Speedy offered.
“Yeah, we’re not going to be able to get close to him at all. It’s clear he’s been watching me for a long time.” The thought got under his skin.
“Consider it done. You hitting up the Night Riders in the north?”
Demon shrugged. “Do you think I should? Best I figure, they might be in on it.”
“What would they have to gain? They got that shit up there on lock. I never had a problem with them.” Speedy shook his head. “The fucker might just be crazy. He’s got that look about him.”
“True enough,” Demon agreed. “For now, this stays between us.”
“My lips are sealed Mijo.”
Demon stood and tapped the desk. “Thanks. Let me know what you unearth.”
“You’ll know the minute I do.” Speedy stood. “I’ll see you out. Unless you want to scrounge up some trim.”
Lefty snorted. “Oh no, Pres is a taken man now.”
“You got an old lady?” Speedy looked shocked.
“Yeah and I’m just as surprised as you.”
“Fuck, now I really feel old!”
Lefty laughed.
“Wait till the shit blindsides you. I’ll be there to rub it in,” Demon growled.
“Oh no, ain’t no one clipping these wings,” Lefty argued.
They stepped out the clubhouse into the sunshine and a light bulb went off in Demon’s head. “We need to find out everything we can about Louis Castile. I get the feeling this bastard isn’t who he makes himself out to be.”
“Want me to get the techs on it?” Lefty asked, pulling out his phone.
“Yeah, but we both know the best place to get information is Taffy’s. Weak willed men get liquor in them and all kinds of shit slips out. They discount the girls because they’re nothing more than a bit of tits and ass.” Demon shook his head.