“Listen to me,” Levi said. “Jefferson. Get out there and deal with the badges. Kiss their ass and be as smooth as you can fucking be. Reese, you and me, we’ll sneak out the back and get to the clubhouse. We’ll round up Zac and Ellis to figure out our next step. We’ll send prospects to survey the area and see what happens.”
“Fuck that,” Reese said. “Prez, we can’t leave our guys.”
“No choice,” Levi said. “They’re good. Brett, Jason, and Hawk are smart.”
Reese broke away as the police had everyone standing, hands behind their heads.
He walked through the back area of the club, hating that he and Levi were going to leave. But Levi was right. They could regroup at the clubhouse and figure out what triggered this bullshit.
“Reese!”
The voice went through him like fire.
He turned and saw Josie running toward him, carrying a black bag.
“Josie… what are you doing?”
“Take this, please.”
“What?”
“Please, Reese.”
“What is this?”
“Listen to me. Starla gave me some stuff. I found it on her this morning and she got mad. Whatever. I can tell you everything later. Please listen to me. You have to take this bag.”
“Drugs,” Reese said. “Jesus Christ, Josie. Fucking badges are running through here and you’re handing me a bag of drugs?”
“It’s my bag, Reese,” she said. “But there’s stuff in there. I can’t have it fall on Starla or me.”
Reese looked to the storage places for the other girls. “And the others?”
“I don’t know. I can try to go through them before they all come back here.”
“Don’t do that,” Reese said. “You’ll end up in jail. I’ll take the bag.”
Reese took it off her and Josie slid both of her hands to his wrists and squeezed. “Thank you, Reese.”
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart,” he said.
They each lingered for a moment before Josie took her hands away and slipped away.
Reese clutched the bag, gritting his teeth, realizing what had just happened. This favor was an invitation to see Josie again. Probably outside of the strip club. If anything, she’d have to come to the clubhouse to get her bag back.
And that meant nothing but trouble.
He barreled out the back door and found Levi already on his motorcycle, ready to go.
“Nice purse,” Levi called out. He throttled his ride and started to go.
Reese quickly threw the bag over his shoulder. Thankfully, it wasn’t actually a purse. But it definitely didn’t look all thatoutlawish.
They rode back to the clubhouse as planned. When they got inside, Levi went right to work, calling out orders. He sent Ellis and Zac down to the police station to wait and see if Brett, Jason, and Hawk were going to be taken in. He had Luca gather up a handful of prospects to send down to the strip club to keep an eye on things. Then he said he was going to call the lawyer and have him ready to go, in case something happened.
It was all so quick that in a matter of minutes, Reese found himself alone in the clubhouse. It wasn’t a great feeling when the clubhouse was this silent. Because when everyone was out there, it meant trouble. It was no surprise that Colt would come after the strip club and the MC at the same time. Even if he made up bogus charges that everyone would slip out of, it was pretty simple that it was a clear warning from Colt. The question then would be what Winston would do since he was Colt’s superior. Chances were that Winston would be stopping by the clubhouse soon, with his tail between his legs, to apologize for his wild puppy dog of a deputy and his actions.
That was okay though. That would give the MC more leverage over Winston.