Enzo picks up the note and shows everyone else. “No one outside of this club knows anything. They can assume, but they don’t know any blood was spilled. I think this person knows exactly what’s going on. Which makes me think Thomas wasn’t lying when he said there was an informant,” Enzo says.
“A rat, a fucking rat,” I hiss. “That note was put on her car in our fucking parking lot.”
Brooks nods as he puts out his smoke. “Someone better start fucking talking.”
Riley slams his hands down on the table, causing us all to look. “Are you accusing one of us of being a rat?” he growls.
“After everything we’ve done and sacrificed, you’re gonna fucking sit there and question our loyalty?” Alex says.
“Fucking funny coming from the guy who has been shady as fuck lately,” Kace says, shaking his head.
“Shut the fuck up,” I yell. I look at Brooks and he lifts an eyebrow. “Look what you’re doing, you’re ripping this club apart.”
He reaches over the table to grab me, but Enzo pulls his back. “Fuck you, Z. This club is my life. Anything I do is to protect it.”
“Protect the club or protect yourself?” I ask.
“This is bullshit. No one in this room would turn their back on the club. Whoever is doing it wants us to think this. They are trying to tear us apart and you’re letting them. Brooks and Zane have been at each other for months now. The more shit that happens, the uglier it gets. You guys are letting Kingsley win. How the fuck does no one else see that?” Porter yells.
I’m so pissed my skin is on fire. I want to tear Brooks apart. Porter’s right, we have been at each other and it is getting worse. But, it’s not Kingsley trying to tear us apart, it’s Brooks. No one will make me see it any other way.
“I want Harper out of here. I want her somewhere that no one knows about. She goes into hiding and we find Kingsley. I fucking refuse to let anything happen to her. That note means whoever it is, got too fucking close and none of us were the wiser. We do this as a club, or I do it on my own. Sitting around and waiting to see who’s going to make the next move is over,” I say through clenched teeth.
“Gloria’s family has a vacation house. We’ll take Harper there,” Brooks says.
I nod and look at the rest of the guys. They all agree, and I focus my attention on Enzo. “What about Kingsley?”
“Alex can’t find any properties in his name. I talked to a realtor and he’s looking into properties sold in the last ten years locally that are on a lake. We’ll find out tomorrow,” he says.
“I’m tired of this shit,” Kace says. “Running in circles, looking like fools. Our president thinks one of us is a rat. Our vice president doesn’t seem to give a shit that we are being accused. Our SAA thinks the president is dirty and has most of us convinced it might be true. And one of us doesn’t think it’s a problem fucking a girl that is related to the bitch wh
o destroyed my trust.” He laughs, scrubbing his face. “We’re falling apart, and no one wants to admit it.”
I look at him and then around the table. He’s right. We are falling apart. It needs to be fixed, but the truth is it won’t happen until we know the lies are exposed. Everyone thinks they know, but we don’t. We are all assuming what it is. Brooks blames me, I blame him, Enzo seems to have Brooks’ back, and the rest of the club doesn’t know who’s to blame. We’re losing trust and that will destroy us faster than Kingsley ever could.
I sit up straight as my eyes widen. “Holy shit,” I whisper.
“What?” Enzo questions.
I run my hand through my hair, looking at each of them. “This is all a set up.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Riley asks.
My hands are in fists on the table now as I take a deep breath. “This all started long before Harper and I got together. It’s been driving me crazy trying to figure out why the hell Kingsley would listen to Harper and start a strip club. He’s never done anything for her before, so why would he not only do it, but allow her to run it?” I shake my head. “Not only did he realize it would piss this entire club off, but he knew once Harper was around, I’d be lured in. He couldn’t have predicted how it would all play out, but he knew it would get it all rolling.”
“Okay, so he had a plan and it worked. Why are you surprised?” Porter asks.
“Holy shit,” Enzo says, catching on.
“What?” Alex asks.
I scrub my face. “He’s using his daughter to destroy us.”
“What the fuck? How?” Riley shouts.
“It’s the drugs. Instead of coming at us, guns drawn, he snuck his way in. He thought Harper would come in and give him the information he wanted. When she wasn’t, he must’ve switched strategies,” I say.
“The notes to Harper and threaten our innocents,” Enzo says.