Claimed By The Rival Biker Boss

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doubled as my secret office. The harsh blue light of my dual monitors was the onl

d built for the Wilkinsons years ago. These weren't the club's official books; these

y Douglas. The memo line was a single, arroga

he funds-his funds, Brenda's "emergency" savings, Cindy's trust-into an untraceab

e club's "ghost" payroll, a system I designed to hide assets. I found the auto-pay mandate. Delete. I flagged

with a picture of Paige, my best friend and the

at happened. Are you okay?" He

pity. "Listen to me, Paige. I need you to go to the bar. Start moving

hesitated, the fear in her voice palpable. Paige was

dgame, Paige.

she replied was absolute.

e screens going black, plungi

pristine parking lot of Prescott Commercial Real Estate. I bypa

e Vipers' legitimate fronts, looked up from her mahogany desk. Her perfectly arched eyebrows rose a fracti

ilkinson is using Vipers' club money to play house in Arizona," I stated plainly. "H

ledgers I'd prepared-a simplified, damning summary of the embezzlement-her expression ha

"I'm going to expose them. I need you to make

she asked, her

te assets to stay afloat. You'll get first pick of thei

s her face. "The debt collectors for Cindy's gambling problem

r bar, flickered through the smoky air. The Vipers were gathered for drink

er a bottle of expensive imported bourbon, a celeb

wiped her premium black card. He frowned.

snapped, her voice shrill, drawi

s. Each was met with an angry,

ollar bill on the counter. Sal just shook his h

. Whispers rippled through the bar. Other Ol

ist on the bar. "What the hell is go

made no sense to Douglas. He frantically pulled out his phone, his face flushing a deep, angr

room. A nomad - a member with no chapter affiliation - strode in, his boo

voice loud enough for the whole room to hear. "A

red onto the sticky counter. The name hung in the air, a porte

f Retribution MC. The Vipers' mos

froze my

s going white. Two old-timers at the neighboring t

went silent right after

mes back to collect." The other one spat. "

ck for reven

President - had died in an ambush. And the entire Reapers nation, Wreck included, had sworn it

imed at

atched the panic spread across Douglas's face. I raised my cheap beer

on murderous - but Sal blocked his pat

risp hundred-dollar bill on the t