Dare to Lie by Jen McLaughlin

Author:Jen McLaughlin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2017-01-23T15:18:23+00:00

CHAPTER 15

SCOTTY

“That’ll never work. They’d spot us coming from a mile away,” Brian growled, shaking his head. “No way, O’Brien.”

“But they’ll all be in the meeting,” Chris argued, pointing at the square on the drawing that represented the room the men would be in. “We could open this door, scare all the women out of the room at gunpoint, and take the men down without worrying—”

Frankie shook his head, looking murderous. “And let the chicks sound the alarm? No way. You’re high if you think I’ll allow that.”

Tate stood back, watching everyone argue, rubbing his chin. He had his other hand on his hip, and his brow was furrowed. His red hair was as immaculate as ever, but he looked . . . tired. Like his heart wasn’t really in this fight. Sure, he wanted to win, and he was pissed at Bitter Hill, but something like this wasn’t Steel Row, and he seemed all too aware of that fact.

“They’ll run at the first sign of danger,” Chris said at the same time. “Or we can set a small fire in the front, giving the women a chance to see it and run, and then put a damn bomb at the other end of the club’s escape route, and blow the Bitter Hill assholes up. We pick off the ones that survive and make it out the front. It’s perfect,” Chris argued, glancing at me quickly. “Back me up, Scotty.”

Putting the women in danger sat wrong in my gut. I wanted to minimize the potential loss of life even though I was fairly certain we’d be able to pull this off without a hitch. I had the DEA at my back, and we were all locked, loaded, and ready to swoop in to stop this war, once and for all. Furthermore, the more witnesses we had against Bitter Hill, the better. But if those women were armed, and they shot at us, it could all go south really fast.

There was no clear “right” answer here.

Just as I was about to speak, the door burst open, and an older member, Roger, stumbled in. We turned incredulously toward the man. No one ever interrupted a closed meeting. Ever. It was unheard of.

Tate’s hand dropped, and his face flushed with the murderous rage I saw burning in his eyes. “You better have a hell of a good reason for opening that damn—”

“I’m sorry,” Roger said quickly, searching the room till he found who he was looking for. “But . . . Chris.”

Chris stiffened, straightening. “Yeah?”

“It’s . . . It’s your girl. Molly.”

Chris stilled, his face going ghostly white, his fists rolling at his sides. “What?”

“The hospital called repeatedly, so I finally answered your phone for you. She got in a car accident . . . but we don’t think it was an accident. I sent one of the recruits to check it out.” Roger flicked a glance at Tate, wringing his hands. “Word is, she was on her way home from school, and a car hit her.

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