Hayden and I returned home in the wee hours of the morning, our arms laden with goods for Dominic. I'd filled Jayden in on our plan to trap the Black Skulls, and the prospect of a fight had him buzzing with excitement.
Dominic was lounging on the deck when we arrived. I tossed him the hefty package, which he caught with ease.
"Here's the haul," I announced.
He nodded, taking a swig of his beer as he examined the package. Jayden joined us, handing me a beer before leaning against the railing. I took a seat across from Dominic, noticing a distant look in his eyes.
"You alright?" I asked.
He sighed, "I know it's a lot to ask, but could I crash here? I'm tired of the motel."
I glanced at Jayden, who just shrugged. "I don't mind. You're bunking with us, but our girl isn't exactly your big
