Grant got to his feet.
Jesse stood up and put a hand on his shoulder. “Now, Grant. Let Marcos and the others at Apex handle this. And Stephanie’s Dad.”
“f**k that. It’s gone beyond the club.”
Stephanie rose to join them.
“Actually, we can do better than that.” She pulled out her phone, hit a couple of buttons.
“No, Steph, stay out of it. I’ll talk to Marcos, get this d**k’s info, and handle it.”
She rolled her eyes at him and put the phone to her ear.
“Hey Pop.”
“Oh s**t,” Jesse and Grant said at the same time.
The conversation didn’t last long. At one point Stephanie held the phone away from her ear and Jesse heard some colorful swear words. She just smiled and continued on. Jesse gave Grant a questioning look, but Grant just shrugged.
When she hung up, she flopped back down on
