Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

Luna shrugged. “Maybe, but I only talked to a couple of girls last night. Most of them were so upset that they couldn't really get a coherent sentence out. Everyone really liked Bunny. As far as I knew, she didn’t really have any beef with the rest of the girls.”

“Was she seeing anyone seriously?” Frost asked.

Luna raised one side of her mouth. “I mean, she was dating, but she wasn’t seeing just one guy.”

That might prove to be a little harder. If she would have been seeing one guy, we could have talked to him. Now we were going to have to deal with a few guys. “You got names for them?” Pie asked.

“I’ll have to talk to the girls she normally worked with. She was friendly with me, but I could tell that she always held back a little bit because I was her boss.”

“Let’s just do this all on the down low like I said. I doubt any of the girls would go running to the cops if we start asking questions,

but we don’t need to be broadcasting that we’re trying to get our own answers.” I sighed and rapped my knuckles on the table. “The sooner we figure out who killed Bunny, the sooner we can lay this all to rest.”

“You think it was someone she knew?” Easy asked. “Maybe it was just some random shit. Like the psycho walked past Bunny’s place and decided to kill her on a whim.”

I shook my head. My eyes connected with Frost. “Whoever killed Bunny knew her and wanted her to suffer for something.”

Frost nodded. “That’s the damn truth. They were definitely sending a message.”

A message we couldn’t decipher. “We’ll all head to the club later, and we can divide and conquer with talking to everyone.”

Luna’s phone buzzed, and she pulled it out of her pocket. “Hello?” She held the phone to her ear and pursed her lips as she listened. “Are you sure?” she asked. She listened more and frowned. “I understand, Tanya.” She ended the call and sighed.

“What was that?” I asked her.

“One of my waitresses called in. Said she was too torn up from Bunny and needed the night off.” Luna tipped her head back and groaned. “Now I’m short staffed.”

“Looks like you’re gonna have to wait some tables tonight, sis,” Pie laughed.

Before Luna had become the manager of the club, she had been a waitress. She had been damn good at it, but now that she was the boss, she hated having to do anything but stand behind the bar and sling a couple of drinks when they needed it.

“Maybe that’ll be good. Put you out on the floor so you can talk to the girls and not have it seem like you’re interrogating them,” I suggested.

“Does that mean all of you are going to be out on the floor getting your ass grabbed by horny assholes?” Luna grumbled.

“Uh, no,” Easy laughed. “I’m gonna grab a table, order a beer, and chat up whatever waitress I get.”

Frost pointed his finger at Easy. “And that is a fucking brilliant idea.”

Luna groaned and stood. “I’m gonna run home for a bit and then head out to the club.”

“You good?” Pie asked her. They may argue and flip each other off an exorbitant amount of times, but in the end, Pie and Luna always had each other's backs.

Luna nodded. “I’m just gonna grab a nap. Tanya was scheduled for the late shift tonight, and I slept like shit last night.”

She walked out of church in much less dramatic fashion than her entrance earlier. We all got that Luna was frustrated and concerned, but she needed to just chill for a second ‘til we figured out what was happening.

“We’re really starting at square one, aren’t we?” Frost sighed.

I grabbed the gavel and held it. I had been wanting this for years. The weight of the wood in my hand and responsibility that went with it.

Now that I had it, I wondered if I was going to be able to do the job as well as King had done over all the years.

“What’d we miss?”

Zig and Zag stood in the doorway looking like they had been ridden hard and put away wet.

“Look what the fucking dog dragged in,” Easy hooted.