Aching to Exhale
“He fingered the 9 millimeter tucked in the back of his jeans, and reassured himself the safety was off and he was ready for anything. In five minutes, he had to meet with the leader of the Mexican Mafia on the U.S. side, solidify the time of pick up, pull off his story to the Lagsturns, and make it out of town with Crystal without getting them both killed. No way in hell was he getting out of this alive if the speculations about Garcia knowing his identity were true. He'd be walking into a death trap.Brad, the treasurer of Lagsturns MC, pocketed his phone. "True Blues MC confirmed the rumor. Garcia has the east side gangbangers doing his dirty work, and says they've got information on you. They're feeding the fish, saying you're a badge."He schooled his reaction. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?""That's what I'd like to know." Brad widened his stance and looked him in the eyes. "No one throws that kind of shit around, and the gangbangers are standing by their word."Raul attack...ed, shoving Brad against the side of the building and pinning him with his body, his knife at Brad's throat.MoreLess
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