Chapter Twenty
Blade’s POV
The Vulture clubhouse was much quieter than we expected after midnight. Most of the bikers had either gone to sleep or ridden out on a late run, leaving only a few guys behind. Skyler and I had slipped into the back office while the Vice President was distracted with a new delivery of guns. The safe was exactly where our secret information said it would be.
I worked on the lock while Skyler stood by the door to keep watch. My hands were perfectly steady, but my mind was spinning like a storm. Every single second I spent in this room felt like another layer of betrayal. It was another step closer to destroying Stone Callahan.
The safe opened with a soft click.
There they were—the old folders the former VP had lost in the poker game. I grabbed the thick papers
