"Credible?" My entire body vibrating with anger.
Jagger lets out a chuckle, "Marty boy, you'd want to talk."
"Fuck. You're a hot-headed sonofabitch." Martin murmurs, "Jorge overheard a conversation where Juan was discussing your new family."
My eyes narrow, "What about my new family?"
Martin's shoulders lift as he shrugs, "Jorge didn't hear the entire conversation. He thinks it's a threat, but we've yet to verify if it is or not."
I grit my teeth, I know he expects me to fly off the handle. He's right, I'm a hothead, and I do things on the fly. Being the boss means I can't do that anymore. I need to think with a clear head.
"Is Juan in town? Or anyone associated with him? Did Jorge say who he was talking to? Or who may be the one to carry out the threat if it was, in fact, a threat?" I throw out question after question, and there’s a surprised but pleased look on Martin's face. Jagger looks shocked. I ignore them and wait for the answers to my questions.
"Juan is in town," Jagger informs me looking at his cell phone. His eyes narrow as he reads whatever is on his phone.
"How do you know that he's in town?" The more important question is, why is he here?
Jagger shrugs, "I saw him earlier near the club. I assumed he'd been in to see you."
/> "What have I said about making assumptions?" Fuck, I need to have the footage of the club checked to make sure he wasn't snooping. Fucker, there was no reason as to why he should be near my club.
He doesn't answer, instead his jaw tenses. He's pissed. Whether it's at me or himself, I couldn't give a shit. He's my right-hand man, that means he should know if that asshole was scheduled for a meeting today.
"I've been checking on his associates and have yet to find one that's here. Jorge says that he doesn't know the man Juan was talking to, that he has only been seen once or twice in the compound. Boss, I told you what he told me, that's all I know, and that's why I wanted to check it out. I have no idea if the information relayed to me is a threat or just a mindless discussion."
And here I was thinking the man had brains. "There's no need to be discussing my family. Ever." He made a fucking mistake, one that is going to be deadly for him.
Jagger lets out a low whistle, "This meeting is going to be fun." He smirks as he rubs his hands together.
I shake my head. He's a bloodthirsty fucker. He smiles when things go south. He's the only man I know that loves to be against the ropes, he comes out swinging and always wins.
"I'm taking bets that Ulric's going to do one of three things..." Martin begins.
Jagger's brows raise as he interrupts him. "Dude, only one, you can't take three. I'm going to say he cries. He'll weep and call for his mom."
"Ass." Martin mutters, "I've twenty on him pissing himself."
"You’re on!" Jagger hoots.
I chuckle, these two saps have nothing better to do than bet on what Ulric's going to do when I walk in and point my gun at his kneecap. You don't fucking betray me. Ever.
"Looks like we've got a full house Boss," Martin informs me as he drives up to the abandoned lot, it's far enough away from the city lights to give us privacy and yet not too far away that it takes a fucking age to get to.
Getting out of the car, I gaze at the abandoned lot and curse. I'm going to have to find a new place to hold my meetings, somewhere the feds don't know about. Walking into the lot, the chatter that filled the room is now a deathly silence, every man's eyes are on me as I walk in. I have thirty-three men, and I glance around the room at them. The newest members are at the back, they’ve probably heard rumors of what’s about to happen. They’re about to get a rude awakening. The men that have been with me since the get-go, the ones that called me Boss before I had the title are lean, well kept, and smartly dressed. Whereas the men that have been here since my dad and gramps were boss are overweight, balding and insubordinate.
Fucking Ulric has a smirk on his face as he stands with his arms crossed. That look he has further adds fuel to my anger. I purposely stride toward him and everyone between us parts like it's the Red Sea. Only Cage and Darwin stand beside him; they had better move when the shit hits the fan. I'll take them both out too. I have no problem emptying house if need be as long as my men fall in line.
My hand automatically goes to my gun located at my back, my fingers tighten around the butt. "Ulric." My voice cold and I watch as that smirk falls from his face. "Did you really think I wouldn't find out?"
Cage and Darwin take a step away from him. Good, they're making it clear they don't align with him.
"Fin…" He licks his lips as he stands a little taller, his eyes flashing with fear as the gun comes out from behind my back. "Find out what?" He manages to stammer out.
"That you betrayed me." My voice is calm. It's funny, when I'm angry I can go one of two ways: lose my head and go gonzo on everyone around me, or I can be a methodically calm sonofabitch. That's what I'm doing right now.
His eyes widen, "No, I didn't."
I glance around the room. Every single person's eyes are on me, waiting to find out what I'm going to do. "Lying to me as well as betraying me. You really are a fucking idiot."