right…he was probably lucky to be alive.
“He was yelling shit about the Hounds killing Krank too. What the hell? We heard the old motherfucker died from a heart attack or something,” Zane said. “I know I’m gifted, but I doubt I could curse him with a bad ticker.”
There it was, the proof Eli needed. Not that the rest of the club would believe it, but Eli knew if Zane had killed Krank, he would have opted to it. And why keep DD alive as well if the Hounds killed Krank. Nope, it wasn’t coming together.
“We found Krank at the Madison Forestry, strung to a tree, dead. The map leading us there along with a poster tied around his neck indicated it was the Hounds, although it didn’t come right out and say so…which is your MO,” Eli said. “We cooked up the story about Krank dying from natural causes to fish out the truth. Seems like some of my crew have already come to their own conclusions despite me telling them to stand down.”
“Listen,” Zane said. “I don’t give a shit about your club or your VP hanging from a tree. If we’d done it, you’d know…there wouldn’t be any guessing about it. But we didn’t. So it seems like you got someone else on your ass.”
“So do you Zane,” Eli replied. “Whoever did this wanted us to think it was the Hounds.”
“Then why not just name us in the map or poster?” Zane asked. “Why be all mysterious?”
“I don’t know. Maybe whoever did it wasn’t sure how you left your calling card. Most clubs like to lie low, unlike yours.”
Zane let out a humph. He knew what Eli said made sense, but he wasn’t ready to work with the KOBMC to find out what was going on.
“It’s your club’s problem, not mine. Keep your boys in line or you’ll be digging more than one grave,” Zane replied. He nodded to one of his guys, who knocked DD out of the truck bed where he collapsed on the ground. Several club members ran over to help him up as the Hounds took off in a roar of dust.
Chapter Seven
Lexi didn’t wait long inside the office. When she didn’t hear any more gunshots or yelling, she decided to venture out and see what was going on. It wasn’t her style to simply hide away from the action. Although she’d never been in the middle of a gunfight, she wasn’t about to cower in fear.
She slipped quietly out the office door into the warehouse. Lexi kept hunched down as she walked to the door leading into the Tavern. She didn’t know why she walked that way, just seemed like a good idea. She peeked into the Tavern, noticing people were coming out from under tables and sitting back down in their chairs or looking out the front entrance.
Alice motioned for Lexi to come to her table. “Are you okay?” Lexi asked Alice.
“Oh yeah, just your usual club antics. It wouldn’t be a normal weekend if someone didn’t get their head bashed in,” Alice answered.
“Sounds like more than that with the gunfire.” Lexi remarked.
“That’s the Hell Hounds. They always have to make an entrance.”
Alice made light of it, but Lexi could see the worried look in her eyes. Blaze was out there along with Eli and the rest of the club. All they could do was hope whatever was going on would end without any bloodshed, provided there hadn’t been some already.
Suddenly the bar patrons heard the roar of vehicles and motorcycles taking off. A few of the customers watching from the door held it open as a couple of the prospects helped DD into the Tavern.
“Take him to one of the offices in the warehouse and get him cleaned up,” Eli said. “Alice, can you take a look at him.” Alice use to be a nurse, but since she became an old lady she performed many other duties, like removing bullets and suturing.
“Okay--Blaze get me my bag,” she said as she walked behind the men helping DD.
Eli walked over to Lexi. “I’m so sorry this happened. I hope it
“He was yelling shit about the Hounds killing Krank too. What the hell? We heard the old motherfucker died from a heart attack or something,” Zane said. “I know I’m gifted, but I doubt I could curse him with a bad ticker.”
There it was, the proof Eli needed. Not that the rest of the club would believe it, but Eli knew if Zane had killed Krank, he would have opted to it. And why keep DD alive as well if the Hounds killed Krank. Nope, it wasn’t coming together.
“We found Krank at the Madison Forestry, strung to a tree, dead. The map leading us there along with a poster tied around his neck indicated it was the Hounds, although it didn’t come right out and say so…which is your MO,” Eli said. “We cooked up the story about Krank dying from natural causes to fish out the truth. Seems like some of my crew have already come to their own conclusions despite me telling them to stand down.”
“Listen,” Zane said. “I don’t give a shit about your club or your VP hanging from a tree. If we’d done it, you’d know…there wouldn’t be any guessing about it. But we didn’t. So it seems like you got someone else on your ass.”
“So do you Zane,” Eli replied. “Whoever did this wanted us to think it was the Hounds.”
“Then why not just name us in the map or poster?” Zane asked. “Why be all mysterious?”
“I don’t know. Maybe whoever did it wasn’t sure how you left your calling card. Most clubs like to lie low, unlike yours.”
Zane let out a humph. He knew what Eli said made sense, but he wasn’t ready to work with the KOBMC to find out what was going on.
“It’s your club’s problem, not mine. Keep your boys in line or you’ll be digging more than one grave,” Zane replied. He nodded to one of his guys, who knocked DD out of the truck bed where he collapsed on the ground. Several club members ran over to help him up as the Hounds took off in a roar of dust.
Chapter Seven
Lexi didn’t wait long inside the office. When she didn’t hear any more gunshots or yelling, she decided to venture out and see what was going on. It wasn’t her style to simply hide away from the action. Although she’d never been in the middle of a gunfight, she wasn’t about to cower in fear.
She slipped quietly out the office door into the warehouse. Lexi kept hunched down as she walked to the door leading into the Tavern. She didn’t know why she walked that way, just seemed like a good idea. She peeked into the Tavern, noticing people were coming out from under tables and sitting back down in their chairs or looking out the front entrance.
Alice motioned for Lexi to come to her table. “Are you okay?” Lexi asked Alice.
“Oh yeah, just your usual club antics. It wouldn’t be a normal weekend if someone didn’t get their head bashed in,” Alice answered.
“Sounds like more than that with the gunfire.” Lexi remarked.
“That’s the Hell Hounds. They always have to make an entrance.”
Alice made light of it, but Lexi could see the worried look in her eyes. Blaze was out there along with Eli and the rest of the club. All they could do was hope whatever was going on would end without any bloodshed, provided there hadn’t been some already.
Suddenly the bar patrons heard the roar of vehicles and motorcycles taking off. A few of the customers watching from the door held it open as a couple of the prospects helped DD into the Tavern.
“Take him to one of the offices in the warehouse and get him cleaned up,” Eli said. “Alice, can you take a look at him.” Alice use to be a nurse, but since she became an old lady she performed many other duties, like removing bullets and suturing.
“Okay--Blaze get me my bag,” she said as she walked behind the men helping DD.
Eli walked over to Lexi. “I’m so sorry this happened. I hope it
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