My Reaper snarled, wanting to track him down this minute.
“Address? Cell number? Any contact info?”
“That’s the weird thing. No. It’s like it’s all been erased.”
“Shit!” I cursed, not happy to find another dead end.
Grim sighed. “Brett or Teddy Rocker?”
“Printed all that I could find.” Xenon handed over a thin stack of papers. “My guess? They owed someone money and skipped town. Maybe drugs. Can’t say for sure.”
“Good work, Xenon,” Grim praised. “If you come across anything else, reach out. Don’t matter what time of day or night. Feel me?”
“Yeah, pres. You got it.”
Chapter 14 Diablo
Two years and fourmonths earlier—
“Nine fucking years, Diesel. It’s been nine motherfucking years,” I spat, pacing my apartment.
“I didn’t come here to rile you up.” He shook his head, taking a breath. “I had an idea.”
I stopped, lifting my head to stare into his eyes. That blue could be cold as ice when Diesel got pissed. Right now, they were calm as a steady sea. “What you thinkin’?”
“A biker rally.”
“What kind of rally?”
“Somethin’ big, Diablo. So fucking huge that every club in the country will be represented.”
Immediately, my Reaper sensed the connection. “Big enough to ensure the men who took Thunder will be there.”
Over the last nine years, we’d made inquiries and figured out more details. We knew the man who took Ani and Thunder was a biker because of Ani’s fear. She almost didn’t become my woman because I was a member of an mc. Combined with other information we’d learned and my Reaper’s connection to Thunder before he severed it, I knew he wasn’t far. I was almost positive he had to be somewhere in the Carolinas. The Reaper sensed North Carolina but couldn’t confirm it.
“You got it. We’re gonna find him,” Diesel replied firmly.