Property of Drex (Book 1) (Death Chasers MC Series) by C.M. Owens Page A
Authors: C.M. Owens
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growls, running a hand over his bald head. “That puts a wrinkle in our comfort.”
“No shit,” Dash says through a sigh.
The front door opens, and Colleen and Sarah walk in with Liza right behind them. The guys all turn and whistle, pretending as though we’re not having a serious discussion. The girls never know. Can’t know. Only our immediate circle has the details.
Not that the girls are stupid and haven’t figured out some things. But they’ll never know the full extent of our operations.
“Two familiar suits are outside, sitting on top of their car and trying to intimidate us as we walk in or out,” Liza says, bringing in several pizza boxes.
Sledge tilts his head, and we share a grin.
“Should we invite in our company?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest as he reads my mind.
“Have you lost your minds?” Colleen asks, walking over to the table in front of us and spreading out plates.
“Axle, go make sure the basement is locked,” I say, my smirk matching Sledge’s. “Sarah, go invite in our new guests.”
She shakes her head while sighing, but goes to do as I’ve asked.
“Why?” Colleen asks.
“Because they need to know we’re not affected by them. Otherwise, they’re just going to keep getting bolder.”
She drops to a chair beside Axle, looking comfortable enough. She trusts us enough to know we know what we’re doing. Besides, they have no idea what’s going on outside of the legitimate businesses, even though they know we’re anything but legit.
“Fellas, we have company, ” Sarah says in a singsong voice, teasing the two cocky sons of bitches following behind her as she sways her hips in her very short skirt.
I stay relaxed in my chair, watching as they join us in the massive room. There are four doors in here, all of them leading to various parts of the warehouse. Some hidden, some not. Their eyes immediately glance at the other three entry points, sizing up the room like good little cops.
“Gentlemen,” I say all too casually as Colleen puts a slice of pizza on my plate, “how the hell can we help you? You boys seem mighty interested in my businesses.”
As long as we all show them how relaxed we are in their presence, they’ll start sweating. It’ll put them on edge, and they’ll lose that smug sense of superiority they have right now.
“Drex Caine, I presume?” the douche on the right asks.
“Apparently you guys are a little more interested in me than I am you, considering I have no idea what your names are.”
They both shift uncomfortably as I slowly break through the wall of confidence they thought to be impenetrable. Then I feel someone behind me, and I tense. How the fuck did I forget?
“Well, hello,” Sarah says, grinning wickedly at the girl behind me, who came down at the exact time I told her. Only she won’t look as calm and collected as the rest of us. She’ll draw attention to herself and this situation we never should have agreed to.
“Hi,” Eve says uncomfortably, her voice almost too quiet to be a whisper.
Both feds look at her, and then they exchange a look of intrigue. Shit.
“Come here, baby,” I say smoothly, scooting my chair back for her to join me on my lap. It’ll go better if they think she’s my girl instead of my toy. The VP’s old lady has to be the most loyal to the club—or so they’ll think.
Chapter 12
EVE
I’m so damn nervous, and everyone in here is looking at me. The two men in suits are showing far too much interest in me. And Drex is talking a little too sweet.
I sit down on his lap when he motions for me to do so, but I feel too on display to get comfortable. Sledge eyes Drex, whose face I can’t see, and I feel like I’m stuck in the middle of a private conversation.
“I’m afraid I don’t know your name,” one of the guys in a suit says.
“Don’t make it too easy on them, baby,” Drex says while running a hand down my back, settling it on my hip as I shift in his
“No shit,” Dash says through a sigh.
The front door opens, and Colleen and Sarah walk in with Liza right behind them. The guys all turn and whistle, pretending as though we’re not having a serious discussion. The girls never know. Can’t know. Only our immediate circle has the details.
Not that the girls are stupid and haven’t figured out some things. But they’ll never know the full extent of our operations.
“Two familiar suits are outside, sitting on top of their car and trying to intimidate us as we walk in or out,” Liza says, bringing in several pizza boxes.
Sledge tilts his head, and we share a grin.
“Should we invite in our company?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest as he reads my mind.
“Have you lost your minds?” Colleen asks, walking over to the table in front of us and spreading out plates.
“Axle, go make sure the basement is locked,” I say, my smirk matching Sledge’s. “Sarah, go invite in our new guests.”
She shakes her head while sighing, but goes to do as I’ve asked.
“Why?” Colleen asks.
“Because they need to know we’re not affected by them. Otherwise, they’re just going to keep getting bolder.”
She drops to a chair beside Axle, looking comfortable enough. She trusts us enough to know we know what we’re doing. Besides, they have no idea what’s going on outside of the legitimate businesses, even though they know we’re anything but legit.
“Fellas, we have company, ” Sarah says in a singsong voice, teasing the two cocky sons of bitches following behind her as she sways her hips in her very short skirt.
I stay relaxed in my chair, watching as they join us in the massive room. There are four doors in here, all of them leading to various parts of the warehouse. Some hidden, some not. Their eyes immediately glance at the other three entry points, sizing up the room like good little cops.
“Gentlemen,” I say all too casually as Colleen puts a slice of pizza on my plate, “how the hell can we help you? You boys seem mighty interested in my businesses.”
As long as we all show them how relaxed we are in their presence, they’ll start sweating. It’ll put them on edge, and they’ll lose that smug sense of superiority they have right now.
“Drex Caine, I presume?” the douche on the right asks.
“Apparently you guys are a little more interested in me than I am you, considering I have no idea what your names are.”
They both shift uncomfortably as I slowly break through the wall of confidence they thought to be impenetrable. Then I feel someone behind me, and I tense. How the fuck did I forget?
“Well, hello,” Sarah says, grinning wickedly at the girl behind me, who came down at the exact time I told her. Only she won’t look as calm and collected as the rest of us. She’ll draw attention to herself and this situation we never should have agreed to.
“Hi,” Eve says uncomfortably, her voice almost too quiet to be a whisper.
Both feds look at her, and then they exchange a look of intrigue. Shit.
“Come here, baby,” I say smoothly, scooting my chair back for her to join me on my lap. It’ll go better if they think she’s my girl instead of my toy. The VP’s old lady has to be the most loyal to the club—or so they’ll think.
Chapter 12
EVE
I’m so damn nervous, and everyone in here is looking at me. The two men in suits are showing far too much interest in me. And Drex is talking a little too sweet.
I sit down on his lap when he motions for me to do so, but I feel too on display to get comfortable. Sledge eyes Drex, whose face I can’t see, and I feel like I’m stuck in the middle of a private conversation.
“I’m afraid I don’t know your name,” one of the guys in a suit says.
“Don’t make it too easy on them, baby,” Drex says while running a hand down my back, settling it on my hip as I shift in his
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