Page 27 of Exile & Lula


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“Makes sense. Imagine if some fella showed up looking to fuck Nova. Do you think you’d let him stay over with the girls around? No, you’d start grinding your teeth and thinking of burial sites.”

“I’m staying at least until tomorrow.”

“At least?” Zodiac muttered.

“Well, yeah, I’m trying to make something happen here. Besides, Lula could be in danger.”

“So could Nova, but you left her unattended.”

“Is that why you’re there?”

Zodiac chuckled at my question. “No, I wanted her to cook me spaghetti. I’ll send someone else later to bunk on your couch.”

“Who? I don’t want Sugar trying to get in her pants again.”

“Just let your sister have a juicy, young cock to enjoy. You’re such a damn prude.”

The idea of my club brother talking his way into Nova’s bed nearly sent me rushing for the door and my hog. Rather than bail on my plans with Lula, I snarled, “Who will you send?”

“I might stick around. But I’m not sleeping on your fucking couch. I’ll stretch out in your bed and give it my manly scent. Now, let’s stop stressing over the safety of Nova’s pussy and focus on what’s happening on your end.”

“I told you what’s happening.”

“Yeah, but you’re in Little Memphis, getting inside intel,” Zodiac said, sounding like the scheming bastard I knew. “Don’t act like you aren’t making mental notes.”

“Nothing to tell yet. They’re on edge after what happened to Lula and the sisters.”

“How did Clint act when you talked to him? I assume he stuck his nose in your seduction plans.”

“He seemed calm.”

“He always seems calm,” Zodiac muttered, and I felt him rolling his eyes.

“What are you hoping I can tell you here?”

“I want to know how seriously they’re taking this Void shit. Plus, they have an odd relationship with the LM Jokers. I want to know if shit goes sideways between our club and Tricky’s, will Clint ride to our aid?”

“They put me up here at Rowdy’s place, so I’d be protected. I can’t tell if they’re genuinely worried about me or trying to appease Tricky.”

“Our snitch hasn’t said anything since we hit the drop-off spot and took Lula. It’s possible the guy outed himself, and we lost our inside person.”

“It’s been less than twenty-four hours.”

“Yet, you’re playing Romeo and skipping club meetings.”

“What club meeting?”

“I planned to have another one tonight before a celebratory party. Instead, you hopped on your bike and rode to Arkansas. Now, I’m forced to bunk here with your sister and those little outlaw nieces of yours.”

Though I couldn’t remember Zodiac scheduling a meeting or a party for tonight, his claim made sense. We’d need to go over shit. On the other hand, Zodiac enjoyed lying and making people squirm. That was why York always double-checked with me before assuming our president was telling the truth.

“I’m not an impulsive man,” I told Zodiac rather than ask if he was full of shit. “The fact that I’m here should mean something.”

“I know exactly what that something is. If Elle Reed would spread for me, I’d ditch my responsibilities for a day or two. But you can’t forget the big picture here. The Void made a huge play yesterday, but someone snitched them out. We don’t know how they’ll respond.”

“If that happened to us, we’d respond by holding off on anything big until we smoked out our rat.”

“That’s what I’m hoping for, but we don’t know. The Void fucker who’s gunning for Little Memphis is working on emotion, not logic. He might lash out immediately. A sniper could make a mess in Little Memphis. Imagine how much Nova would cry if your pretty head got blown off.”