Viper nodded his head in agreement. “Cash, when we’re ready to make our move, send for back-up from Ohio. Not enough to make us weak there, but enough that we can take care of the Blue Horsemen and keep Razer and Shade from wiping out the whole club.”
Viper turned to Train. “Get Evie,” he ordered.
Train left to go into the other room. Moments later Train returned with Evie by his side.
Viper gave her his instructions.
“I need you to take the shopping bags in my car to Beth, let her pick out her stuff then you can bring the rest back here for Winter. Check on Lily and ask if they need you for anything.”
“I’ll leave now.” Viper tossed her his keys. As soon as she left the room, Cash asked the question that was going through all the member’s mind.
“What about Sam?”
“I am done asking for information from her. She is never going to tell the fucking truth. Evie and the women can deal with her.” The other members nodded in agreement.
“When do you want to hit the Blue Horsemen?”
“We don’t go in blind. Let Shade do the recon, then we’ll make the decision. I want the brothers from Ohio here a few days before we hit their club. When I give the word, I want to be ready to ride.”
The Last Riders sat grim faced, each preparing for the battle ahead. The Blue Horsemen club would pay for what just a few had done. By the time they were done with them, they would no longer exist.
Chapter 9
Monday morning dawned with the members quietly getting ready to work their shifts in the factory. Winter rose early, letting Viper sleep. After she dressed, Winter rolled her wheelchair to the desk and began tending to Viper’s never ending paperwork. The amount was staggering. If she hadn’t been working on the paperwork during her free time, it would have been even worse.
After an hour she took a break, grabbed a drink from the small refrigerator Viper kept in his room, and opened a granola bar to snack on. Viper lay on his stomach on the bed, the sheet tangled around him, barely covering his firm ass. He hadn’t come to bed last night until late. He had eaten dinner with her then told her he had to return downstairs. She had watched television until drifting off to sleep.
He had not touched her since Friday night at the party. Winter couldn’t help but question if he was still hooking up with the female members. Jealousy tore at her but she forced those feelings out of her head, refusing to go down that road with Viper again. He had misled her once so this time she had to be wary and keep her eyes open and her heart detached.
“What has you looking so gloomy?” Winter had been so lost in her thoughts, she hadn’t been aware that he was awake and staring at her.
“I was wondering how Lily was doing, have you heard?”
“Yes, Evie said she’s doing better.”
“Good, I was worried about her.”
“You know Beth and Lily well, don’t you?” Winter was hesitant to answer but answered truthfully.
“As well as they let me. They are pretty tight, never fought or tried to steal each other’s boyfriends the way some sisters do. I don’t know if Beth even dated anyone before Razer. Lily has always been with Charles. Everyone in town knows he has loved her for years.”
Viper nodded, adjusting himself so that he sat up in the bed leaning back against the headboard. The sheet barely covered his cock, which Winter noticed had a morning erection.
“She return the feeling?” Winter didn’t know how to answer. She was a hundred percent sure that Razer would get zip out of Beth about Lily. She knew them better than anyone in town and they expected her to maintain their privacy.
“I don’t know.” Winter decided to plead ignorance. Going back to the desk, she returned to his mound of paperwork.
“Why are you being so evasive?”
“Why do you want to know so much about them? You want to know something, ask Razer or better yet Beth. She will tell you herself if she wants you to know.” Winter snapped in return.
Viper moved to the side of the bed before standing and stretching lazily. Winter didn’t turn her eyes from the ledgers, trying to keep her eyes off his impressive body. The tattoos on his chest, abdomen, and arm, she hated to admit, pushed her buttons. Thankfully she had never known he had a tattoo when they dated or it would have driven her crazy. Winter determinedly returned to the paperwork, ignoring the warmth flooding her body. She heard him go into the bathroom then the shower running.
Several minutes later she heard him come out and get dressed, the whole time refusing to even glance in his direction.
“You have a new therapist starting today.” He interrupted her wayward fantasy.