Page 133 of Reaper's Claim

“Sisterly chat,” she scoffed. “Fine, what is your question?”

“Do you know Vivien Westbrook? Or the Westbrooks in general?”

My question was met with dead silence. I was about to give up and hang up just before she finally answered.

“I know her sister.”

“And?”

“And the Westbrooks once had a strong connection to the club. Let’s just say that connection got cut. Vivien and her brother Sebastian are the only ones that are still acknowledged within the family.”

“What did you do to her sister?”

“It’s a small world, sometimes you step on toes. I don’t remember what I did, all I know is it caused her dad to stop acknowledging her as part of the family.”

“Well, now I’m copping heat for something you did.”

“Is Vivien giving you trouble?”

I paused before answering. Should I really be telling her anything? I suppose what was the harm, wasn’t like she was going to ride down here and sort it out for me.

“She’s threatened by us, and well, I’m not sure how to handle it.” I was honest. I wasn’t one to go to her level and play dirty. But at the same time, I was born with a backbone; it was time to use it, and I knew that.

“You want my advice?” Amber’s tone was crisp, no bitchiness within it. “Handle it the way our blood knows how. We don’t take shit from others. So give it back to her, just do it better.”

I smiled slightly to myself. “Thanks.”

“If you need anything else,” her words broke for a moment. “You can call me.”

I think that was Amber’s way of extending an olive branch.

She wasn’t shutting us out.

“I might take you up on that.”

“Well, I should tell Reaper that when he gets back, his woman might be a changed one.” Amber’s words surprised me.

“Reaper is with you?”

“Didn’t he tell you where his run was to?”

“No.”

“Well, I guess it doesn’t matter where the guns are going as long as they get to where it’s needed. Nice speaking to you, Abby.” The dial tone followed after her goodbye.

So it was official. We had to handle Vivien the only way we knew how, and that was dirty.

***

At the moment, Vivien only saw Kim and me as a threat. But as of this morning, that was all going to change.

My grip loosened around Brad as we slowly came to a stop outside the campus. Just as I hoped, Sebastian and Vivien were out the front.

Kim was on the back of Trigger’s bike and behind him was Cameron and a few of the other boys. They were going for a ‘ride’ today, and we had convinced them to drop us off on their way.

The reason?

To give Vivien the fucking message that she isn’t just fucking with us, they are fucking with the club.