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"These are the rooms for the patched members. Obviously off limits. And we, like the lowly peons we are, are relegated to the basement." He flicked on a light switch and started down the narrow stairs, leaving me to follow behind.
    The basement was, well, a basement. There were cinder block walls, cement floors, and a marked decrease of temperature. Straight ahead toward the back was a room with a steel security door.
    "The gun safe," Renny explained, nodding toward it. "Forbidden except for the top five."
    "Top five?" I repeated.
    "Reign, Cash, Wolf, Vin, and Repo."
    Repo? He seemed young to be considered a higher-up.
    I nodded to Renny as he waved a hand toward a dark corner where there was a chair with cuffs hanging off of it. "For obvious reasons," he said, then waved a hand to the right of the room where washers and driers were situated. "Get intimately acquainted with those. They make us do all the laundry," he explained casually. Grunt work, it was to be expected of the low men on the totem pole. I was sure I would also spend a lot of time scrubbing bikes and fetching drinks. "Here we are," Renny said, moving us toward the corner on the left where two sets of metal bunk beds were situated along with an old recliner. "Home sweet barracks."
    "There's only four beds," I observed somewhat unnecessarily.
    "I sleep here," Renny explained, throwing himself in the chair.
    "You sleep in a recliner?"
    "It's weird as shit, I know, but I can't sleep when I lay flat," he said with a shrug. He waved a hand to the bunks that were pushed against the wall on one side. "That's you and Duke."
    "Good," I said, eying the other set of bunks that were open on both sides. That was too exposed. Especially in an area that was going to be hostile for me.
    "Moose will adjust," Renny said as I looked at the piles of burst-open, overflowing duffel bags full of clothes on the floor.
    I leaned back against the bunk beds, crossing my arms, and giving him a small smile. "No he won't."
    "Hey, can't blame a guy for trying to be comforting," he said, giving me a sweet smile. He sat up suddenly, kicking in the footrest. "Can I ask you why you want to put yourself through what I think we both know you're going to go through to get in here?"
    "Would you ask Duke or Moose or Fox that?"
    "No, but they won't be putting up with extra bullshit like you will."
    I shrugged a shoulder. "I have thick skin. I'll be fine. I, like the rest of you, just want to be part of something I guess."
    "Sure, Violet. Whatever you say," he said, shaking his head at me like he could see right through the lie. "You better get a move on. Repo will boot your ass if you're late for the meeting."
    With that, I nodded and tore up the stairs, slowing my pace once I got into the great room as to not draw too much attention to myself.
    I walked past Reign, Cash, and Repo as they leaned against the bar. I lifted my chin as I moved past, grabbing the door, hauling it open, and almost running into a giant wall of lumberjack biker.
    Yes, lumberjack biker.
    That was literally the only appropriate way to describe the man.
    He was six and a half feet tall and about five million feet wide and a thousand pounds of solid muscle. He had dark hair that was neatly trimmed with a long, full beard, and light honey-colored eyes.
    His head jerked back for a second before he stepped inside, making me take a step back. "Woman," he said, nodding his head at me and moving inside.
    Well, that was Wolf.
    I knew from my research that Wolf was a lot of things: The Henchmen MC road captain, Reign and Cash's best friend, a vicious, violent killer, and a man of very, very few words.
    I let myself out through the open front gates, got on my bike, and headed back to the motel. Once inside, I grabbed the burner phone I bought the day before and charged up as I moved around my room, and typed in the number for K's office.
    "K.C.E Boxing Emporium," Shelly's hospitality-pleasant, but slightly cool voice answered.
    "Vermont,"