Tip of the Spear: Devil Chasers (Lima Six Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas Page B

be there. Jamie had told Leo about the visit as he washed the sweat and dirt off before they left for the bar, so he was expecting them. As they sat down at a table he meandered over to them.
     
    “Matt, Elaine. Or should I call you Exotic now? How are you?”
     
    “Just fucking great,” Matt sneered.
     
    “Matt! You promised me,” Exotic hissed.
     
    “Well, maybe I’ve changed my mind.”
     
    “Perhaps another time,” Leo said as he began to move away.
     
    “No!” Exotic said, holding out one hand toward Leo. “Leo, wait. Don’t go.”
     
    “Elaine, if he doesn’t want to hear, I’m not going to try to make him listen.”
     
    “Fine,” Matt said as he stood up.
     
    “If you walk out,” Exotic hissed, “you had better just keep walking.”
     
    “Don’t you threaten me!”
     
    “It’s not a threat. It’s a fucking promise!”
     
    Matt’s jaw worked, but he sat back down. “Just say what you have to say.”
     
    “Are you sure you want to know?”
     
    “I promised her I would listen.”
     
    Leo pulled out a chair and sat down. He laid it all out for Matt, showing him the pictures. He explained that he had tried to take back the club once before and the terrible cost of that failed attempt. Through it all Matt sat, stone faced and unmoved.
     
    “Are you done?” Matt asked as Leo fell silent.
     
    “Yes,” Leo said. He knew he had failed, and once again Ron would know that he was plotting against him. At least he had kept Copper and Fitz out of it, and if Exotic hadn’t told him, at least they would be safe.
     
    “Let’s go,” Matt said as he rose.
     
    “What are you going to do?” Exotic asked as she stood.
     
    “I’m going home. I’ve listened as you asked. Now let’s get the hell out of here.”
     
    Exotic stared at Matt a moment then rose. “Sorry,” she mouthed to Leo as she followed Matt out.
     
    ***
     
    “We’re fucked,” Leo said as he held Jamie tight. After Matt and Exotic left the bar, he had tried to convince himself that Matt would keep his secret, but he knew he was deluding himself. Now, in the quiet of their bedroom, he had finally given voice to his fears.
     
    “Maybe not,” Jamie whispered, though as she had watched Matt’s body language, she knew he was probably right.
     
    He snorted. “I wouldn’t be surprised if Ron knows already.”
     
    “I’m sorry,” she whispered again and she felt Leo’s embrace tighten around her slightly before relaxing again.
     
    “Nothing to be sorry for. I knew what we are doing is risky. Any one of the members could sell us out at any time. Maybe it is better it happened now, before too many brothers are involved.”
     
    “What are we going to do?”
     
    “Nothing. There is nothing we can do. But this may bring it all to a head. They may move on us in the next few days, or as soon as they can get it set up.”
     
    She lay quietly in his arms, enjoying his warmth against her back. It was all happening again, and this time Leo may not be so lucky. He had dodged two assassination attempts by the narrowest of margins. She tried to fight off the tears, but she couldn’t stop them, the thought of losing him, as she lost her brother, overwhelming her. She gasped softly, but once started she couldn’t stop her tears of pain, loss, and potential loss.
     
    “Shhh, babe. Don’t cry. It’s going to be okay,” Leo murmured as he kissed her gently on the neck and shoulder.
     
    “I don’t know what I will do if something were to happen to you! First Will, and now you! I don’t think I could stand it.”
     
    “I still here,” he reminded her.
     
    “I know. But if the club tries to kill you…”
     
    “They’ve tried before.”
     
    She gasped. “I know, but how many times before they succeed?” She sniffed and swallowed hard as she tried to gather herself.
     
    “Not this time.”
     
    “How can you say that? You don’t know! You can’t know!”
     
    “I’ve told you before, I’m not