Chapter Ten
TESS
Something was wrong. I could tell by the way Trigger’s hands were clenched into fists, and when I added in his murderous expression, I had no doubt something big was up. Gus did everything to keep my attention on him, so I decided to use it to my advantage.
“Gus,” I lowered my tone and traced the top of the beer can with my fingertip, “when I first arrived at the club, Brick told me the guys got their nicknames by the way they killed.”
He nodded. “Yeah.”
“I know Morgan isn’t as high up as Brick and Rail, but why hasn’t he gotten his nickname yet?”
He laughed. “He has.”
“But I thought…” I looked at him, confused. What was I not getting?
“Trigger recruited Morgan from a biker bar in Palm Springs. Morgan smashed a bottle over a guy’s head, jammed the jagged glass into
