Page 83 of Best Laid Plans

Instead of Havoc, Tink answers. “Hey, Powers, is Midas okay?”

“I’m fine, Tink. My guys, not so much.”

“I’m sorry, Midas, but I’m glad you’re okay. Did you let Legs know? She was so worried.”

“I lost my phone, but I’ll call her now.”

“Tink, is Star okay?” I interrupt, before I remember to link Kruger in.

“She’s fine. It was the weirdest thing, though. The school had no idea what we were talking about when we got here.”

And that’s when the feeling consumes me completely. “Divide and conquer,” I murmur, my eyes snapping to Midas as it dawns on him, too. “Tink put me on speaker.”

“What’s going on?” Havoc asks.

“It’s a fucking trap. He’s heading to the compound.”

“He won’t get far. Hannibal’s men are there, not to mention Blade and Conan.”

“None of whom is bombproof,” I remind him.

“Fuck, we’re on our way.”

“I am too,” Kruger calls out before disconnecting.

I look at Midas. “I gotta go.”

“I’m coming too. My woman and kid are there, Powers. I can’t lose them,” he tells me. As much as he loves this place, he’d watch it burn to ash before he chose it over his family.

“Let’s go!”

I jog to Scooter. “There may be trouble back at the clubhouse. Stay here and help out. I’ll send men as soon as I know what’s happening.”

“Go. I’ve got his.”

Midas slaps him on the shoulder as we run around, back into the building, ignoring the yells for us to stop yet again. I jump on my bike and wait for Midas to ride around from the lot on his, and then we take off toward the clubhouse like bats out of hell.

Using the Bluetooth speaker, I call Lil. She doesn’t answer, so I call Legs next, knowing they’ll be together. I may be overreacting, but this way I can reassure her that Midas is okay, too. Only she doesn’t pick up either.

With a growl, I call Blade, who thankfully does pick up. “Is he okay?”

“Midas is fine. Lil and the girls?”

“Locked down at the clinic with Conan, that dog of yours, and a prospect from Hannibal’s chapter.”

I let out a relieved sigh. “Thank fuck. I thought his aim might be to separate us and attack the clubhouse when Lil would be vulnerable.”

“Oh, I’m sure that was his plan. Fucker rigged the front gate to explode. But he obviously didn’t count on Hannibal’s guys arriving just in the nick of time. All the women and kids were taken to the clinic the second it happened. Only injury was one of the bunnies spraining her ankle on one of her stripper heels.”

“Okay, good. Midas and I are on our way back now. So are Kruger, Havoc, and Tink. Can you tell Legs that Midas is alright? I couldn’t reach her or Lil.”

“Not surprised with those steel shutters. I’ll see what I can do, but I’d rather they stay in their safe house until we find this fucker.”

I reluctantly agree, knowing he’s right, and hang up so I can focus on riding. I pull up just as Havoc and Tink do, with Midas right behind us. Shaking my head, I take in the blown-out gate and crumbling wall.

“I’m gonna kill this motherfucker with my bare hands,” Havoc snarls, keeping Tink tucked under his arm. I move in front of her as Midas takes up the rear, protecting our first lady from potential threats. I spot Ferris and Snoopy as I pull my gun and scan the area.

“This asshole make himself known yet?”