The plan goes down with only one flaw. A big fucking flaw. As Menendez’s body is nowhere to be found. The son-of-a-bitch is in the wind, but he’s now without a club to back him up.
The bodies are thrown into the flames to be consumed. When we take off there’s nothing left to tie the Miners to the extermination of the Saints. Whoever shows up to investigate won’t be crying any tears for these bastards.
We’re hightailing it back to our bikes when I hear a loud detonation. “What the hell was that?” I say to Chase who’s grinning from ear to ear.
“Thought we would return the bomb Menendez brought us the other day.”
“Jesus Chase. I like how you think.”
“You’ve been busy man. Just helping out where I can.”
This is the reason my loyalty has always been tied to my club. Every man can be counted on to have my back.…show more content… They deserve it. Normally I’d be hitting the throttle just as hard but there’s still the matter of Menendez to deal with and the thought of Alessandra out there alone because of me is fucking with my mind.
“You’ll get the bastard,” Roman says after seeing my distressed face. “Only a matter of time.”
“Not concerned about that right now Roman,” I utter, sounding completely defeated.
“I’m gonna give it to you straight,” Roman says as we mount our bikes. “You fucked up with Alessandra but even if you hadn’t pretty sure she would have left. It’s about that time.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask Roman. The answer comes from Zeek.
“Tomorrows the beginning of July. She always runs in July. That’s when her husband was murdered, July third.”
“Fuck. That explains a lot but it doesn’t help me to find her and get her
