He shrugged. “Yeah, I’m getting pretty fucking sick of whoever keeps messing with my shipments. You figure out anything about it?”
“Considering the guy I had running for information was dropped off dead in front of my garage that was burned down today? And he had a nice note left for me that I’m next. No. I have an idea, but no fucking proof.”
“Wow, you’re having a great day,” Asher said with a smile. “Someone is causing trouble for you. Want to share who?”
“I think it’s Cameron Fletcher.”
“Why?”
“I have my reasons,” I said. I didn’t share about my past, leaving nothing clear enough to trace back to who I was whenever I could.
Asher shifted in his chair and leaned back. “He has come around asking if I needed help with my security. Supposedly, he wants another meeting tomorrow.”
“Did you take him up on the offer?”
“Not a fucking chance. The man is a rat. He’d weaken my security before he ever helped it. He works for hacks and is a hack himself.”
“I heard that a few of your competitors are taking him up on his offer.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked, mouth dropping open. I shook my head. “Those fucking idiots. So they are taking him up on his offer of extra security and now we have rats running through the city stealing shipments?”
“What a coincidence, right?” I asked.
“And how does this tie back to you getting your business burned down and a hit on your head?”
“History. If he knows who I am, he would put a hit out on me immediately. I’m telling you this because I know damn fucking well you wouldn’t put Evie in danger.”
He didn’t say a word, but he gave a sharp nod in agreement.
“That girl on my bike with a bigger price on her head is Cameron Fletcher’s daughter.”
His mouth dropped open again, before he burst out laughing. “So we are looking at possibly her own father putting a hit out on her and not even knowing? God, that’s fucking good. I miss you guys. You’re always up to some wild shit.”
“I think he fucking hates her. He might even know it’s her and still put the hit out.”
“Cold. What a piece of shit. How are you going to find out if it’s him? If he’s turning the rest of the lords against you, you’re fucked.”
“Has he said anything to you about me, then?”
“Not yet, but like I said, he’s coming back tomorrow, and now I’m more curious than ever what it’s about.”
“You going to turn on us, too?” I asked, not truly thinking he would.
“You can do more for me and my business than Cameron ever could.”
“What about the hit on my girl? Because there is no way they will know if it’s her or Evie on my bike.”
“I hope you know just because I had a thing for your sister years ago doesn’t mean I care now.”
“I know that.”
“But, yeah, already told my guys to stand down and they won’t get paid even if they do the job. Can’t guarantee anything, though, because we are talking about a life-changing amount for most of these guys.”
“I get it, but appreciate it. I have to go sort out… Well, sort out fucking everything. Will you keep me updated? I’ll do a few jobs on the house if there’s no delay in information.”
He smiled, standing up with me. “You know I like keeping my money, don’t you? Yeah, I’ll keep you updated. I suggest finding somewhere locked up for a few days with your pack. People will be combing the streets for you all. I don’t think there will be any concern if they hit the wrong rider.”
“Already on it. Hey, since someone burned down my shop, you know any good buildings I can buy?”