The rest of the bullets had hit the ground, causing debris to splatter everywhere. Which had been the other source of some of Jasper’s bleeding.
He’d taken a bullet to the side, which had been a through-and-through. He’d also taken some gravel from Webb’s parking area to the face, as well as a sliver of dumpster to the left shoulder. Which had been the source of bleeding that’d soaked my hair and face.
“What did the old lady say?” I questioned from my seat.
Webber dropped his hand to my head and smoothed the hair back from my face but kept his eyes on Jasper and Apollo.
I leaned into his hip, and he moved his hand to my ponytail, which he’d helped me put up.
It was still caked in blood, and there was no way that it felt good for him to touch.
I could feel parts of it crackling as he ran his fingers through it.
“Don’t know,” Apollo said, frustrated. “Took her to Dallas, and I haven’t had any time to hack into their feeds. It’s what I’m doing right now.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be campaigning right now?” I wondered.
Apollo scrunched his nose up. “I’m a shoo-in. Everyone loves me because the woman I’m replacing is the woman that I made no secret about hating.” Apollo shrugged. “I’m ahead by thirty-five percent in all the polls. Both parties love me, so I have no doubt that I’ll win. Plus, y’all are more important to me than them.”
I felt all warm and gooey inside at his words.
“And I’m already sick of the bullshit.” He sighed. “Once I get everything I want done accomplished, I’m getting the fuck out.”
I wasn’t sure he had the best attitude for a potential Texas representative, but I wouldn’t be pointing that out.
He was an adult, and I couldn’t change his mind.
I wasn’t sure what his motive was behind getting into politics, but I hoped it healed whatever was broken inside of him.
Apollo stepped up to Jasper and poked him in the bandage covering his chest.
Jasper’s heart rate skyrocketed as he cursed and tried to shove Apollo away.
“Webber’s shit at bein’ sneaky,” he said to the man that’d saved my life. “I’m not sure what your motives were behind wanting to work undercover with us, but it’s time to make a choice. Us or them.”
“You,” Jasper rasped, his hand covering his chest. “It’s been y’all for a long time.”
“Then why are you still in?” Apollo asked point-blank.
My heart seized inside my chest.
He was working undercover for the cops?
What the hell?
I stiffened, but Webber’s hand on my hair tightened, quietly telling me without words to stay in my chair and keep quiet.
“In the beginning, it was because I was burned out. Wanted a change in life. But then I came here and immersed myself in the club. I found a family that I desperately needed, and I just…” he trailed off. “I’m not sure at which point I switched sides, but I’ve been the one feeding you the insider information for the last eighteen months.”
Apollo nodded. “Knew that, actually. I just didn’t know that you were doing it from the inside.”
“Haven’t really been on the inside in about three months, though. I think they’ve caught on,” he admitted. “They asked for a meeting last month, and I’ve been putting it off since.”
“Well.” Apollo poked him in the chest with his laptop, narrowly missing his bullet wound by an inch at most. “None of the other guys know…but I think you should tell them.”
Jasper’s eyes went to Webber’s.
“What do you think?” Jasper questioned.