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Ze nodded. “I’m sure.”

Wolf nodded. “Well, all the club will be here by nine, which is when Jimmy called church to discuss letting him prospect.”

“Good, thanks.”

“Yeah, personally, I think you’re rushing into this, but what the fuck do I know? My parents fell in love at first sight, they got married a week later and I was born nine months later and they’re still together. So, I'll keep my opinion to myself,” Wolf said.

Ze snorted. “But you didn’t, though. About keeping your opinion to yourself, I mean. You opened with it.”

Wolf laughed and nodded. “I did, didn’t I?” he shrugged. “Oh well, still… it’s your life. At least the club is getting one hell of an alliance.”

Tiger nodded. “That’s an important part to take into consideration.”

Wolf checked Tiger out. He liked the man from what he’d seen and his intuition told him that what Ze and Tiger were feeling was real. That was the only reason he was willing to let them work it all out. “Come on,” he said, then led them to the hidden room under the basement. He hit a button that didn’t look like a button and a section of the floor that looked like junk and boxes with cobwebs on them slid to the side, revealing a set of stairs that led down into a lit room.

“Well, damn, that’s nice,” Tiger said.

“Yeah, this place used to be a speakeasy back in the twenties, so there’s all kinds of hidden gems here. Which is why I wanted this building,” Wolf said. “Perfect sanctuary for the Lords of Chaos.”

Ze nodded. “Hell yeah,” he said. “I can’t wait to kill this motherfucker.”

“And I can’t wait to watch,” Tiger added.

“Well, let’s go,” Wolf said, then led the way down the stairs.

Tiger looked forward to seeing his man in action. Damn, he really needed to get them tested because he wanted to breed his cub so badly his balls ached in anticipation. He’ll have to settle for shooting a load down to his stomach until then.

9

ZE

Ze stoodin front of the man who’d hired not one, but two assassins to take him out. As soon as he saw the man, he knew he was the father of the serial killer he had murdered three years ago. He’d seen pictures of the two when he was doing his research on Sean. Lindsay Hutchinson looked like a much older and tired version of his son. The man looked to be in his seventies with wispy white hair struggling to hang on to a shiny balding scalp. Pale gray eyes just like his son’s, thin lips wrapped around the cloth gag, and a three-piece suit that no doubt cost more than some of the brothers’ bikes.

Fuck this bitch ass motherfucker,Ze thought.

Jimmy, Tat, Raven, and Wolf were also in the room, sitting or standing around waiting for Ze to get to work. Ze walked over to the man who glared up at him with pure hatred in his eyes. He removed the gag and the man spit at him. A pitiful spray due to the fact that his mouth was dry.

“Go to hell!” he roared, his face wrinkled even more with rage.

“How did you find out?” Ze asked him, his voice taking on that deeper timbre that he slipped into naturally when he was in predator mode.

“I’m not telling you shit, murderer!”

Ze nodded. “I did kill your son, Sean, but how did you know?”

“Why?”

Ze laughed. “You didn’t know what he was up to? Really?”

“Know what?” The man’s eyes narrowed and that tell gave his game away.

Ze shook his head. “Oh no… you knew.”

The man didn’t say anything.

“How many before them?”

Again, the man stayed silent.