“It becomes our business when you’re planning on blowing us to smithereens on your lone ride.”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” Memphis’s eyes darted back and forth between the brothers, making sure he didn’t meet Shade’s again. The fucker knew he wouldn’t find any sympathy from him.
“Search him, Razer,” Viper ordered.
When Razer stepped forward, Memphis bolted, attempting to force his way through the men blocking the door. However, his face was quickly shoved into the wall and his arms held high behind his back. When he tried to fight free, Viper smashed his face into the wall using his hair.
“Stay the fuck still.”
Cash searched Memphis clothes. “Well, look what I found.” He pulled the detonator out of Memphis’s pocket, lifting it where all the members could see.
Razer flung Memphis across the room, and Knox grabbed him then threw him down on the couch.
“It took three fucking years of my life to figure out who betrayed my brother. You sorry piece of shit, you killed him for fifty grand. I would have given you the fucking money if you had asked, you motherfucker.”
“I would have done it for free.” Memphis shrugged, showing his obvious death wish.
Viper lunged at him, but Razer and Cash held him back while Shade merely shook his head at the prick’s stupidity.
“He’s just trying to piss you off so you’ll kill him quick. Find out your answers first,” Razer reasoned.
“First, answer my question then I’ll answer yours. How did you finally figure it out?” Memphis questioned, now trying to delay the inevitable.
“Sam. We promised protection and no jail time if she told us who her father paid to kill my brother,” Viper answered.
“She didn’t know. Bedford swore he wouldn’t tell. He was scared enough of me to keep his mouth shut.”
“Sam followed her father to one of your meetings. She recognized you when she started hanging around the house.”
“Damn slut,” Memphis muttered.
“I answered your question, now answer ours," Viper demanded.
“I killed Gavin because he was a pain in my ass. I was dealing drugs on the side, and he was going to tell you at the next meeting. I would have been out. I couldn’t have that going down. I had a plan and was going to stick to it no matter what happened. Him being dead distracted everyone enough that I was able to move a lot of the patents to my name, and with the money I made off them, as well as the insurance policy on everyone, I would have been a rich man.”
The insurance policy had been taken out between the eight friends when they had started their survival business. That way, if anyone was killed, the business would not be affected because the insurance was made out to the surviving group members. The bomb he had planted and planned to detonate would have killed a large number of them, including those carrying the larger chunks of stock.
“What did you do with my brother’s body?” Viper braced himself for Memphis’s answer.
“I buried him behind the Road Demon’s clubhouse.”
Viper struck out at Memphis, no one trying to stop him that time. He pulled back and landed a final jab to his jaw which sent Memphis down to the floor, groaning and curling into a ball.
“Tomorrow, I’ll ask for a meet with the Road Demons to try and get Gavin’s body. If it’s not there—”
“I’m telling the truth. What are you going to do with me?”
“Keep you alive long enough to bring Gavin home. After that, the club will deal with you one by one.”
All the brothers knew what that meant. Each of the original members would stand in a circle with Memphis positioned in the middle. The members would then each have the opportunity to give him a killing blow. It wouldn’t matter if he were dead after the one chosen to go first. In that case, because it was Viper’s brother, he would be allowed the first strike. After each had their turn, he would be disposed of just as he had with Gavin. The only difference was Gavin would finally be coming home to a proper burial.
“We’re going to show you the same mercy that you showed my brother.” Viper’s promise was deadly accurate.
Shade and Cash took Memphis to the basement and chained him against the wall in Shade’s bedroom where they would guard him until they found Gavin.
*
Shade stood in the junk-heaped backyard with its broken-down motorcycles, glad they had waited to kill Memphis. Shade hoped there was a piece of him still alive when it was his turn.
A large black Suburban rolled to a stop and a tall, muscular man climbed out, going to the back and raising the hatch to let a massive German Shepherd jump out.
Shade saw the looks the Road Demon brothers gave each other.
“The dog’s being given Gavin’s scent. We’re not here to get in your business,” Shade assured the brothers who were worried about their own dark secrets being exposed.