bastard.”
“That may be so, but right now you’re the only one who can help us placate him. Why don’t you go easy on the relationship for now, and once the men are out, you and Ned can sort it out between you?”
Damn it. Marco was pissed off, questioning how Brandon could interfere in his personal life. But at the same time, he understood the pressure that was on the guy. If he didn’t do anything, he would lose valuable members of his team, and he would lose respect. He couldn’t afford to do that. “If I refuse?”
“As I said, I can’t force you. It’s your call to make. But you know the credo we live by: All for one and one for all . If you don’t come through for these people, they won’t take kindly to it. Neither would the rest of the club members. It’s a hell of a choice, but if you have other ideas I am willing to listen. If not…”—he shrugged—“…you may just have to do it in order to get the results we need.”
“We should hire another lawyer.”
“Ned’s not going to let it go. He is a dog after a bone. If he doesn’t get it, he will make life miserable for all of us. Do you really want to do that?”
And that was a million dollar question. “I could leave the club.”
“Yeah, you could do that. The men will still be in jail though.”
Shit. He didn’t want to feel the guilt. It wasn’t his fault they were in jail. Brandon was the one who landed them in there; he should get them out. However, it was Marco who was forced to make the hard choices. He could rant and rave about it, but he wasn’t sure what the point would be. The decision was his to make, and no one else could make it for him.
He ran a hand over his face. “I could go to the police and confess that I was the mastermind and the men were acting on my instructions.”
“That would land you into jail right along with them. They still won’t be out.”
Marco threw back his head. This was a big mess. For the umpteenth time, he wished Brandon had listened to him. The man didn’t and now they were all in trouble, but for Marco this was hell. He couldn’t let Stacy go. How could he? He loved her. And it wasn’t even fair to her. Why should she pay the price for this mess?
How the hell was he supposed to tell her this?
“You’re not helping me out here,” he said.
Brandon leaned forward. “Look, man, I want to. Ok? But my hands are tied here. This guy…he is nuts. It’s maybe time we started looking for a more reliable lawyer, but there aren’t many like him. He doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty and that serves us. For now, we’re stuck with him. You’re stuck with him. I don’t like this anymore than you do, but we’ve run out of options. As I said, if you have another fabulous plan, I am all ears.”
Marco bit his lip. “I should just quit the club. When I am out of the picture, he will have to help you out.”
“Is that a risk you’re willing to take? If yes, I can’t stop you. But those men might languish in jail for a long, long time, and if that happens, they are all going to blame me.”
That wasn’t true. They would blame Brandon, as he was the one who made the wild scheme. If he was in Brandon’s place, he wouldn’t have put his men in that position. If he was in Brandon’s place, he wouldn’t have put someone in the spot where Brandon was putting him. But that wasn’t the case. Brandon might not be the man Marco wanted him to be, but for now he was the leader, and Marco was the follower. More than that, he didn’t feel comfortable abandoning the men. He would have to break up with Stacy, but it didn’t have to be for good. He could just step away now, and he could tell her that as soon as the men were out, he would deal with Ned and they would be back together. In any case, he would quit the club once the men were out. He was no longer happy with the way it was run, and if he don’t like it, then