Free Savage Sacrifice: Savage Angels MC #5 by Kathleen Kelly Page A

IRS.”
    “How can an MC not be involved in illegal activities?” asks Juan incredulously.
    “Didn’t say we weren’t involved in anything illegal, we bend the rules. We keep out of high-risk ventures like guns and drugs. It’s more white collar these days, insider trading, real estate, you’d be surprised how lucrative it is.”
    He nods, stares at his glass then lifts his eyes to mine. “Can you talk to Milo? I don’t want a bloodbath, war isn’t good for business.” He’s asking me for help. Juan seems sincere for a drug dealer.
    I nod. “I’ll see what I can do.”
    “Good! Now, can we take you somewhere?”
    I stand, relieved that I’m being let go. “Nah, I’ll find my way. Thanks for the drink.”
    “You’re a big fucker, you know that?”
    I grin at him. “Yeah, been told that before. You got a cell number I can reach you at?”
    He opens a drawer and pulls out a business card. Printed on it, in black embossed lettering, are his name and a cell phone number.
    “Take care, Dane, we’ll be in touch.”
    I pocket the card, turn, and walk out of the office. I jog down the stairs, and there’s no one in the warehouse below. Once outside, I walk in what I think is the direction of the inner city. Great, now I have to worry about a fucking war with Juan and his men, Rockplay are on drugs, and the possibility that my woman is fucking someone else. Could this fucking day get any fucking worse?

Chapter 12
Dirt
    J udge and I are sitting in the hotel room he shares with Jasmin. These fucking rock stars know how to live. My whole house could fit in this suite alone. Judge looks comfortable in his new surroundings, but it makes me uncomfortable. Give me the open road and a sleeping bag any day, just not for too long, I am getting older, and my bed does feel good these days.
    “You hungry, Dirt? I could order you something to eat,” says Judge as he pours himself a drink.
    “Yeah, I could go a burger.”
    “Me too.”
    I watch as Judge goes to the phone and dials room service. Yeah, he’s fitting in here just fine. I wonder how long Dane will let him stay before making him come home. It will be a rude shock when he does, no room service and he’ll have to clean up after himself.
    The door to the room opens and in walks, Jasmin followed by Kat. They’re talking, and neither of them notices me.
    “Hey Sugar,” says Judge as he embraces Jasmin. He looks over the top of her head and gives Kat a grin.
    “Hey, Judge,” smiles Kat.
    “I just ordered room service for Dirt and myself. Want me to order something for you, too?”
    All eyes come to me. I have my hands on my hips, and I smile at them and nod. Surprisingly, Kat walks toward me and hugs me.
    “Dirt! What are you doing here?” Kat sounds genuinely happy to see me.
    “Visiting you.” It comes out more harshly than I intend and she leans back from me, tilting her head to the side.
    “Okay, well, good?” Kat asks questioningly.
    “Can we talk?” I look around the room. “Somewhere private?”
    Kat lets me go and steps back. “Yeah, honey, how about we go back to my room?”
    “I just ordered burgers,” says Judge.
    “I can order more, Judge. Besides, Jas will eat it.”
    “Hells, yes I will!” exclaims Jasmin.
    “Sugar, you will not be happy later. You’ll spend the rest of the afternoon in the gym, complaining about how big your ass is,” smirks Judge
    “Well, maybe we can work it off another way?” responds Jasmin with a lascivious smile.
    “Time for us to go,” I say, looking at Kat.
    “Agreed!” Kat walks to Jasmin and hugs her. “Catch up later?”
    “Yeah, Kat, I’d like to go over that new song you’ve been messing about with, think I have a killer keyboard solo that would work.”
    “A killer keyboard solo?” Kat laughs. “See you much later.”
    Kat winks at Judge, who nods at her. I give him a two-fingered wave, and head for the door.
    When we get outside the room, Kat heads for the elevators and takes me one