The evidence from the storage unit sat on the table like a loaded gun.
Viper paced while Rogue spread the ledgers and photos across the wood. The whole club was packed into the main room — some brothers still side-eyeing me, others nodding with new respect. Colossus stood behind my chair, one massive hand on my shoulder, thumb tracing slow circles like he couldn’t stop reminding me I wasn’t alone.
“We don’t burn it,” Viper said finally. “We use it. Smart. We send the Reapers a message. Photos of their dirty deals. Names. Enough to make them think twice about coming for Lena again.”
Rogue grinned, sharp and dangerous. “Or we leak it to the feds and watch their whole operation implode.”
Colossus’s voice was calm but final. “We protect what’s ours first. Lena stays under full protection.
