The Fire Between High & Lo (Elements #2)(96)

“He was run off the road. There was no way he was going to make it through that even if he had laid his bike down.”

“Do we know who did it?” My father gripped my grandfather’s cut in his right hand, running his thumb over the patch that read President.

“Not yet. But don’t you worry, we’re going to take care of it.”

My father took a deep breath. “We need to have a meeting, now. Crickett, take the kids home. I need to take care of this.”

Tears were leaking down her face as she grabbed my brother and me. “Come on.”

Dad put his hand on her shoulder right as she was turning to leave. The hollowing look in his eyes was bone-chilling. With a low voice he got close to my stepmother, wrapping her up in his arms. “I will be home tonight babe.”

She kissed his cheek. “You better be.”

He nodded to my brother and me and that was that. It was club business now and they were going to handle it the only way outlaws knew how: an eye for way more.