“Maybe.”
“Trinity’s going to suss her out, get a feel for where her head’s at,” Wrath says.
“Trin has a knack for that.” Murphy nods. “Good idea.”
“She’s basically our enforcer for the ol’ ladies,” Dex adds.
Rock ducks his head, shoulders shaking for a second. When he faces us again, he’s completely serious. “Yes.”
“So, is this shit with South of Satan done?” Bricks asks.
“For now, yes.” Rock drums his fingers against the table. “Their old prez and half that charter’s in prison. Doubt the prez will give a shit about the ones who disappeared tonight. Whitey’s the one who ousted the old president. Sticks is the one who ratted out his club to the Feds…” Rock shrugs.
“We did them a favor,” Jigsaw says.
“I don’t know if they’ll see it quite that way,” Grinder says. “Best to keep tonight’s events to ourselves.”
“Merlin sure as fuck ain’t gonna tell anyone,” Z says.
“Holy shit.” Jigsaw squeezes his eyes shut and rocks sideways in his chair. “Mind fucking blown when June said she never even fucked him.”
“Yeah…the look on his face.” Dex shakes his head. “Almost felt bad for him.”
“I didn’t,” I grumble. “She looks like she’s barely out of high school.”
“How much you think Whitey shook him down for?” Murphy asks.
“Who gives a fuck?” Wrath dismisses the question with a wave of his hand. “He deserves it for being stupid.”
“Amen to that,” I mutter.