Riding the Line (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 2)

Demon bumped fists with Gambler. “Monday night poker games and Friday night fight night.”

King held out his hand. “If you want that, then we’re gonna have to help flip the building. With the club not open right now, we’re gonna have to be tight with the money. We’re able to stay afloat for about six months before we start running out of money.”

“You really think the club is going to be closed for six months?” Pie asked.

“If we don’t figure out who the hell is killing the girls, then we’re never going to be able to open back up.” King laid his hand on the table. “Bunny and Tanya happened before we had a grasp on what was going on. The fact this psycho came into the clubhouse without any of us knowing pisses me the hell off. The reason we brought all of the girls here was because we promised them they would be safe here.”

That was why King was like a raging bull in a china shop two days ago. The clubhouse was our home, and someone had violated it.

“This guy obviously has to be watching us, right? Pam was killed the night you guys came back from Arizona. He had to see everything was a clusterfuck and realized it was a good time to strike again,” Snapper guessed.

“That’s what I was thinking, too.” King pointed at Zig and Zag. “You two are going to be in charge of surveillance. Someone is always awake, no matter the time. We make it obvious. We want this asshole to know we’re on to him, and he isn’t going to get us again.”

Zig and Zag nodded. For once, they didn’t argue. Even they knew shit was getting serious.

“We’ll all take watch, but Zig and Zag will make the schedule and make sure we’re always covered.” King turned to Rigid. “The girls are only allowed in the clubhouse and the building for the dance studio. You’ll take the dance studio. No one is allowed over there unless two members are also there.”

“Jesus,” Rigid complained. “You gave those two the easy job. I’m supposed to keep track of eighteen women I don’t know plus all the ol’ ladies.” Rigid shook his head. “Treating me like a damn prospect.”

“Might as well set a cot up other, brother,” Gambler laughed.

King pointed at Gambler. “Since it is going to be a pretty shitty job, you can help him, too.”

Easy sputtered and clapped his dad on the back. “Good luck, Dad. Mom is gonna give you a run for your money.”

Gambler grabbed Easy’s arm and twisted it. “Yeah? Well, I just gave you the task of keeping an eye on Luna.”

“What?!” Easy shouted. “You can’t do that. King gives the orders.”

King shrugged. “I’m actually okay with that. Luna isn’t going to be interested in the dance studio. She’s got Ransom on her back after stomping on his foot, so I want you to stay one step ahead of her and make sure she doesn’t make shit harder for us than it already is.”

Gambler let go of Easy’s arm. “And while you’re at it, make sure your sister doesn’t get roped into any of Luna’s hair-brained ideas. If the two of them get together, you won’t have a chance in hell against them.”

“Just great,” Easy whined. “I’m never going to be able to sleep. Now I have the shittiest job.”

King shrugged. “Open your mouth, and you get shit jobs.”

“And these guys don’t have to do anything,” Easy complained.

“They’re gonna be on rotation for surveillance. Stop your bitching, and just do what I tell you to. None of this is going to be permanent. We keep an eye on the clubhouse, and maybe we’ll catch this guy.” King nodded to Snapper. “He’s watching us. Now, we’re gonna watch him.” King slammed the gavel on the table. “Let’s start playing this asshole’s game.”

*

Indiana

“It’s him, isn’t it?” Royal flopped on the bed next to me and grabbed my hand. “The guy who watched you when you danced.”

I closed my eyes. “I don’t think I’m feeling well enough to have this conversation right now.” Explaining my feelings for Frost while hungover was not something I wanted to do. “And the way you say it makes it sound a whole lot creepier than it actually was.”

“Indiana,” she scolded. “You cannot hide from me. I know you better than anyone else on this earth.”

“You know, I didn’t miss this.” I wagged my finger between us. “I didn’t miss you telling me what I felt and then me realizing you’re right. Not one bit, don’t miss it.”

Royal laughed. “That’s because I see what’s right in front of your face. You’re too scared to open your eyes.”

My eyes were open. I knew I wanted Frost, and Rockton was my home now.

Did I want to discuss it out loud? Nah.