Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(48)

“Jesus Christ,” the first guy whispered as he put his hands up.

Miller opened the shotgun chamber and dumped the shells out. He popped the chamber shut and then swung the butt of the gun, smacking the Coast Road MC member in the jaw, sending him back and over his own motorcycle, dumping that on the ground too.

“We can show ourselves to the door,” Miller said.

Miller walked forward a few steps and the door to the building opened.

Out walked Lenny, the President of Coast Road MC. Trailing behind him was Cres, third in command. He was the weapons guy and a major part of the drug operation.

The tension with Nate was instantly intense. Coast Road MC had attacked Nate and left him for dead. That was when Nate saw Chief Jerry and that crooked judge working with Coast Road. That’s what opened this entire thing wide open.

“Stay calm,” Miller growled over his shoulder, eyeing Nate.

“It’s good, brother,” Blaine said and put a hand to Nate’s chest. “It’s all good.”

“There they are,” Lenny said. He peeled sunglasses off his red face. His head was as thick as the rest of his body. “The devil boys.”

Miller put his hands out and touched Lenny’s inflated triceps. “I don’t know, man, these are looking a little uneven. You shoot a little too much in your right arm?”

“No, no,” Blaine said. “His right arm is his jerking off arm. That’s why that arm is bigger. You know these guys can’t get *.”

“Blaine,” Lenny said. “Someday I’m going to eat your heart.”

“Good luck,” Blaine said. “I have no heart.”

Lenny snorted.

“This ain’t a war talk,” Cres said. He looked like he was in a foul mood.

“Then why are we here?” Miller asked. “You made an emergency call and I can’t help but wonder if it’s serious or a set up.”

“We’re not setting you up,” Lenny said. “Funny thing though… one of our guys is missing his body.”

Miller grinned. “Really? You know, I think someone mentioned a guy snooping around the back of our lot. It’s dangerous there, you know? Lots of old cars, parts, that kind of thing.”

Lenny’s nostrils flared. “I ought to slit your throat right now, Miller.”

Miller stepped forward. “I want to put a bullet in your throat, *. You know you don’t step onto our lot and not expect hell. You decided to pour gas on the fire, Lenny. Not me.”

“Hey, it’s called opportunity. When you’ve got guys on the inside and judge offers a deal to get them out, you take it.”

“Some deal,” Miller said.

“And when the chief comes knocking with warrants… finds drugs… but wants in on it…”

Miller shook his head. “You’re in too deep.”

“You’ve been swimming in it for years, Miller.”

“Not like that, Lenny. We worked with Jerry for the better of Frelen. Not our goddamn pockets.”

Lenny nodded. He stepped back.

“Look, this isn’t about that shit,” Cres said. “We’re not shaking a truce either. We’re just pulling away from this entire thing. Our operation is ours again. Jerry is your problem. We’re out.”

“You’re out?” Gaige asked. “What the hell does that even mean?”

“Our arrangement is done,” Cres said. “With Jake suddenly gone…”

Miller smiled. “Damn shame about that judge. Wonder where he ended up?”

“Wonder where you buried him?” Lenny asked.

“You told Jerry to f*ck off?” Nate asked.

“Not quite,” Lenny said. He looked at Cres and nodded.

“You guys come with us,” Cres said.

They turned and went to the building.

Inside, it was a wide open floor. No surprise that there were weight benches, machines, free weights, and mirrors all around. A giant private gym for Coast Road MC to shoot up and lift. A large MC banner hung from the back wall.

Miller had never been inside this place before. He kept his eyes moving, waiting for something to go down. Maybe an ambush. If Jerry was here, Miller had the ammo.

His wife and kid.

It pained Miller to address Ella and Beck as that. Maybe in Ella’s heart and mind Jerry was her ex, but Jerry still needed to sign the papers and make it all official.

Lenny stopped walking near the middle of the floor. He turned. “I’d offer you into our other room, but that’s for patches only.”

“So then why are we here?” Miller asked.

“Jerry turned on us,” Cres said. “That’s why.”

“What?” Gaige asked.

“He decided we were no longer viable,” Cres said. “Our deal was no longer lucrative enough.”

Miller grinned. “So he f*cked you, huh?”

“You could say that,” Lenny said.

“Again,” Gaige said, “what the f*ck does that have to do with us? I really don’t give a shit what happens to you *s. You wanted to get into bed with Jerry, this is what you get.”

“We’re telling you this so you know we’re out of it,” Lenny said. “Look, I know what you guys are going to do to him. What you have to do. I just want to make it known we’re not involved.”