Chapter Sixteen
TYSON
It was a simple message. Just a few lines of texts. It didn’t matter what the f**k Martins said though. There was nothing he could do to get away from this.
Malachai, Az, Gray and Jaxon stayed behind not to raise any suspicions because we knew we had eyes on the clubhouse. Doc and Rafe were all the support I needed to settle this.
Martins gave me the address to some place on the outskirts where nobody would come snooping around. There was a small storage facility in the distance. It was the only place for miles, so I knew it was the place. I was a few blocks away when I came to a stop.
“What’s up?” Rafe rode up right next to me.
“Martins’s capable of anything,” I said. “I’m expecting the worse. Some kinda trap.”
“No s**t. This is your call though. We do it how
