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began to file out the back door with their pockets loaded.
When they were alone except Reggie, Gideon sighed and then looked at him. This time, instead of a cocky smirk, serious consternation weighted his gaze. “I got a mortgage to pay, you know? A couple of kids on child support. I don’t make shit from this bar, and I can’t lose the income I get from this. Fuck . Not to mention Hardy has never let anyone leave his organization alive.”
Gideon’s worries tugged at him, despite Christian’s loathing of his brother’s life choices. “I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He couldn’t let him continue his illegal activities, but he didn’t exactly want him dead, either.
“If they sell that all tonight, I might survive another day. But they won’t. It’ll take a week to unload that much. Four days if God grants me a miracle.”
Christian snorted. Gideon had never believed in God. Still, if his brother was opening up like this, he had to be desperate. Maybe as desperate as Christian was to get information on Hardy’s activities. He took a long pull from his beer, weighing his options.
Fuck it. He and his vigilante brothers had been stuck for too long. Something had to give. Better that they stay in control than someone else. This might be a good opportunity to gain his brother’s confidence.
“I know something that might prove useful. It won’t help get your stuff on the streets, but Hardy might cut you some slack.” Christian glanced at Reggie who remained in the room pretending he wasn’t listening to their conversation. Christian wasn’t saying shit in front of anyone who might repeat it. His brother might trust his lackeys, but he sure as hell didn’t.
Gideon cleared his throat. When Reggie glanced up, Gideon motioned for him to leave the room. Reggie eyed Christian with a hefty amount of suspicion before he skulked away. When the door closed behind him, Christian focused on his brother.
“That’s why I came tonight. I don’t want anything from you, but I heard something that might help you. A couple of cops come into my pub every now and then.”
“Who?” Gideon asked, interrupting.
“I’m not going to say. I don’t need any trouble knocking at my door. But I wanted to do you a solid ‘cause you’re my brother.” He hadn’t walked in shit this deep in a long time. “They mentioned a planned drug bust along the coast, near Rockaway. At first, I wasn’t worried because I was pretty sure your operation was centered here in town.”
Gideon nodded, confirming what Christian had suspected.
“Still, it’s good to know what’s going down around you. And, after what you told me, I’m guessing info that helps Hardy will help you.”
“Fuck, yeah.” Gideon pulled out his phone. “What time did you say?”
Christian gave him the details of Ryan and Hunter’s planned drug bust, and Gideon texted the information to Hardy. Christian would be sure to call Hunter later and give him a heads up on what he’d told Gideon. It was important they still have guys on the road looking for the illegal cargo, just in case Hardy didn’t listen.
Gideon waited a few moments, constantly checking his screen, and then grinned. “Hardy is appreciative of the information.”
Christian lifted his beer close to his lips. “Good.” Then he drank, acting as though he was pleased with the outcome as well.
“This is fucking great. Thanks, brother.” Gideon stood and clapped him on the shoulder. “Want to take a couple of hits in celebration?” He nodded toward a few bags of cocaine that rested on a nearby desk.
Christian shook his head. “Nah, I gotta get back to my own bar. Just only wanted to pass along that information.” It was a win for now that Gideon considered him a trusted agent. If he appeared too eager to hang around, Christian would lose all the trust he’d earned.
“Well then, I’m going to get me some sweet, sweet pussy. My dick is already hard thinking about it.”
Goddammit . It
When they were alone except Reggie, Gideon sighed and then looked at him. This time, instead of a cocky smirk, serious consternation weighted his gaze. “I got a mortgage to pay, you know? A couple of kids on child support. I don’t make shit from this bar, and I can’t lose the income I get from this. Fuck . Not to mention Hardy has never let anyone leave his organization alive.”
Gideon’s worries tugged at him, despite Christian’s loathing of his brother’s life choices. “I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He couldn’t let him continue his illegal activities, but he didn’t exactly want him dead, either.
“If they sell that all tonight, I might survive another day. But they won’t. It’ll take a week to unload that much. Four days if God grants me a miracle.”
Christian snorted. Gideon had never believed in God. Still, if his brother was opening up like this, he had to be desperate. Maybe as desperate as Christian was to get information on Hardy’s activities. He took a long pull from his beer, weighing his options.
Fuck it. He and his vigilante brothers had been stuck for too long. Something had to give. Better that they stay in control than someone else. This might be a good opportunity to gain his brother’s confidence.
“I know something that might prove useful. It won’t help get your stuff on the streets, but Hardy might cut you some slack.” Christian glanced at Reggie who remained in the room pretending he wasn’t listening to their conversation. Christian wasn’t saying shit in front of anyone who might repeat it. His brother might trust his lackeys, but he sure as hell didn’t.
Gideon cleared his throat. When Reggie glanced up, Gideon motioned for him to leave the room. Reggie eyed Christian with a hefty amount of suspicion before he skulked away. When the door closed behind him, Christian focused on his brother.
“That’s why I came tonight. I don’t want anything from you, but I heard something that might help you. A couple of cops come into my pub every now and then.”
“Who?” Gideon asked, interrupting.
“I’m not going to say. I don’t need any trouble knocking at my door. But I wanted to do you a solid ‘cause you’re my brother.” He hadn’t walked in shit this deep in a long time. “They mentioned a planned drug bust along the coast, near Rockaway. At first, I wasn’t worried because I was pretty sure your operation was centered here in town.”
Gideon nodded, confirming what Christian had suspected.
“Still, it’s good to know what’s going down around you. And, after what you told me, I’m guessing info that helps Hardy will help you.”
“Fuck, yeah.” Gideon pulled out his phone. “What time did you say?”
Christian gave him the details of Ryan and Hunter’s planned drug bust, and Gideon texted the information to Hardy. Christian would be sure to call Hunter later and give him a heads up on what he’d told Gideon. It was important they still have guys on the road looking for the illegal cargo, just in case Hardy didn’t listen.
Gideon waited a few moments, constantly checking his screen, and then grinned. “Hardy is appreciative of the information.”
Christian lifted his beer close to his lips. “Good.” Then he drank, acting as though he was pleased with the outcome as well.
“This is fucking great. Thanks, brother.” Gideon stood and clapped him on the shoulder. “Want to take a couple of hits in celebration?” He nodded toward a few bags of cocaine that rested on a nearby desk.
Christian shook his head. “Nah, I gotta get back to my own bar. Just only wanted to pass along that information.” It was a win for now that Gideon considered him a trusted agent. If he appeared too eager to hang around, Christian would lose all the trust he’d earned.
“Well then, I’m going to get me some sweet, sweet pussy. My dick is already hard thinking about it.”
Goddammit . It
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