Chapter 12
Trip grunted as he climbed into the SUV.
It was way too early to be leaving the compound, way too early to even be awake.
He’d finished his work late last night. Feral’s accounts weren’t something he trusted to the Pride’s CPA. He handled them, preferring the personal touch on his Triad’s baby.
He was a trained CPA himself. Hell, not just here, but held equivalent degrees in Holland, his place of birth, and Canada too where Marc’s Pride hailed from and where they’d lived before they’d met Ryan.
The work was menial for a Pride Leader’s Triad brother, but the Feral restaurant chain was something the three had come up with together and had invested in outside of the Pride’s books.
They still used it to help their people, hiring mostly Pride workers, and only reaching into the
