Chapter 23
I WAS JUST getting on my bike, when Raptor called me.
“She’s on the move,” he said.
I slipped my sunglasses on. “Okay. Follow her and let me know where she goes.”
“Will do,” he said, before hanging up.
I clipped my phone back onto my belt, started the engine, and drove to the clubhouse. When I arrived, Hoss and a few of the other guys started in on me right away, asking about the drive-by.
“They did some minor damage, but fortunately, nobody was hurt,” I said and then smiled coldly. “Someone will be, however, when I find out who it was.”
“You have any idea?” asked Hoss, lighting a cigarette.
“I’m sure it was the Devil’s Rangers, but I need proof before I come down on them. Jesus, didn’t I tell you to smoke outside from now on?” I said, waving it away.
“This isn’t the gy
