Free Through The Weeds (Nightshade MC Book 2) by Shannon Flagg Page A

didn't mean any disrespect.”
    “Of course you didn't.” Buster smiled at her. “Thanks for helping clear the place out.”
    “What's going on?” Caroline asked when the other woman had left. “Something happened, right? I saw Manuel. He looked upset and he had blood on him.”
    “You know him from Baked?” Buster asked.
    “He comes in, or rather he used to, and his wife does, too.” She frowned. “It's bad, isn't it? I can get myself home if you need me to...”
    It was quicker to kiss her quiet than to explain what was going on, so that was exactly what he did. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her body into his. Buster broke the kiss with regret and reached down to grab her hands. “I'd like for you to stay, but I need your word that anything you hear here, stays here.”
    “Of course,” Caroline nodded.
    “What the hell is going on, Buster? I was just about to get my dick sucked, twice!” Train called out and laughter followed.
    “Your dick is going to have to wait.” Buster squeezed Caroline's hands and turned to face the crowd. “Tonight, someone attacked The Street Kings' clubhouse in the middle of a prospect party. They've got four dead and others hurt.” He paused, let the news sink in. “He came here to ask if it was us. And I told him the truth. It wasn't.”
    “Who was it?” Danny asked from where he sat with Amelia perched on his lap.
    “They don't know. They took down one of the shooters, he's dead and not talking.” Buster walked over to the bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey. “I told him  to let us know anything he needs. And right now, they need someone to patch up their guys. I tried to get Jillian on the phone, but she didn't answer. Edge, go and get her and take her to their place.”
    “No can do, Buster.” Edge cleared his throat. “I talked to her earlier, she made it really clear that she's not in the business of helping us anymore.”
    “What's that about?” Buster demanded. Edge simply shrugged his shoulders. “Ace, you got any insight into Jillian's sudden change of heart?”
    “No. Fuck her if she doesn't want to help us, though,” Ace replied.
    “Hey, watch your mouth!” Edge shot to his feet. “Just because my sister doesn't want to fuck you doesn't give you the right to talk about her like that.” Ace got to his feet as well, but Train stepped between the two men.
    “We've got bigger fish to fry than whatever is going on with Jillian so cut this shit out,” Buster told them. “If the two of you want to duke it out, you can, but not now. I don't know what happened with Jillian, but someone needs to fix it. She's the closest thing we've got to a doctor. If someone went after Manuel's crew, they can come after us.”
    “They could,” Train admitted, “but more likely this is just someone that they pissed off looking for revenge.”
    “Even so, we need to keep our eyes open. Be smart.” Buster looked around. “We should also start thinking about taking on some prospects of our own.” He'd given the matter some thought, but Manuel mentioning it had brought it to the forefront of his mind. Under his rule, he didn't want Nightshade to just survive, he wanted them to thrive. “We'll talk about who to bring up at our next meeting.”
    “Can I ask something?” It was Caroline who spoke. Her expression suggested that she wasn't sure if someone was going to yell at her for speaking up.
    “Of course you can,” Amelia answered.
    “Who died from The Street Kings? Do you know?”
    “It was Hector, Franklin, Nathan and a prospect they were calling Lucy,” Buster replied.
    “Shit.” Ace shifted in his chair. “They were actually pretty good guys. I liked Nathan. He was a tough son of a bitch.”
    “They all were. They all had families and people who loved them, people who are going to miss them. Let's see if we can't help Manuel figure out who did this and stop the before anyone else gets hurt. Now, I don't know about the rest of you, but