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

Dad scoffed. “I still think she’s blind as hell, but I’m not going to be the one to tell her that.”

We made our way over to the bar, and I glimpsed Reva on the couch with Greta and Luna. Indiana was also sitting with them.

I grabbed a beer and handed one to Dad.

He eyed me closely. “Any other words of wisdom you need from me?”

“Any advice you got on how to get that gavel will be appreciated.” I had Reva, now I needed the gavel.

“Stay on the path you’re on and everything will fall into place, son. Actions speak louder than words.”

King slid up next to me. “And maybe washing my bike would help, too.” He grabbed my unopened beer from me and popped the top. “And your beer.”

Dad laughed and clinked his beer with King’s. They were best friends who had been through a hell of a lot. The type of friendship they had was the example that set the bar high for the club.

Loyalty through thick and thin.

Now I wanted to carry on that tradition.

“Also just do what we talked about kid, and you’ll be

good.” King handed back the opened beer he hadn’t drank from. “That torch will be yours in no time.”

*

Chapter Twenty-Six

Reva

“Where did Indiana go?” Greta asked.

“Smoke,” Luna answered. “That girl has been smoking like a chimney the past couple of days.”

Greta scoffed. “Can you really blame her?”

Luna shrugged. “No, but it just seems like there are other things bothering her besides the obvious.”

“I like her,” I blurted. “I mean, she’s super quiet, but I think she’s pretty cool.”

“You’re just amazed at the shit she can do on the pole,” Luna laughed. “I heard you gushing to her about that crazy move she does where she basically free falls and then her thighs of steel stop her.”

Yeah, that was a pretty amazing move. I could barely do five pushups. The thought of flipping and spinning around the pole seemed impossible and death defying.

Greta wiped her hands on her pants and dropped her empty plate on the table behind us. “So, when are we going to do our girls night since the first one didn’t happen?”

“You mean because my lunatic neighbor tried to jump into the afterlife with me?” I laughed.

Luna pointed her finger at me. “Bingo.”

“Well, I think it’s going to be a little bit seeing as I had to literally rip you away from Hero and he hasn’t really taken his eye off you.” Greta pointed across the clubhouse where Hero was talking with his dad and some other guy.

“You think King is handing over the keys to the kingdom?” Luna asked.

King handed Hero a beer, and I tipped my head to the side. “That has to be a good sign, right? He gave him a beer.”

“Girl,” Greta laughed, “who the hell knows. Sometimes it’s nice not knowing what the hell is going on.”

Luna grunted. “You haven’t known what was going on the past four years. You’ve had your head stuck in a book trying to get your ass out of Rockton.”