Tip of the Spear: Devil Chasers (Lima Six Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas Page A
Authors: Kathryn Thomas
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Jamie who mouthed the word mother. “No sir.”
“Laura?” Terry called then looked around. “She must have gone shopping or something.”
“Dad, Mom is—” Jamie began.
“It’s okay, Mr. Boyles. I’ll meet her some other time,” Leo said cutting Jamie off.
“Yes. Okay,” Terry said as he settled back into his chair and his eyes wandered to the television where a baseball game was on.
“You like the Rangers?” Leo asked as he sat down on the couch in the small room.
“What? Oh, yes. I tried out of them a long time ago. Before Jamie and William were born.”
“Really?” Leo asked, impressed despite himself. “What position? Did you make the cut?”
Terry smiled in memory. “Yes. But you can’t raise a family on a minor leaguer’s salary. I was a catcher and…”
As her dad rambled on about baseball and falling in love with her mother, Jamie sat down next to Leo and took his hand in hers, intertwining her fingers with his. Her dad loved to tell that story and seemed as happy as she had seen him in weeks, delighted that he had someone new to listen. She looked to Leo and smiled at him as he glanced at her, giving her a lopsided grin. Leo… he was such a good man, telling her father what he wanted to hear in a way that built Will up without lying about what happened. She leaned into Leo and rested her head on his shoulder. She had heard this story at least a hundred times, but today, she didn’t mind hearing it again.
***
“Thank you,” Jamie said as they settled into Leo’s Tahoe.
“For what?”
“For what you did in there. For what you said about Will.”
“Every word was the truth, or close enough to it to not matter.”
“I know. He’s slipping, Leo. I have told him each time I’ve come up that Will’s dead, but he can’t remember. His good days are getting fewer than farther between.”
As they pulled out of the assisted living facility, he glanced at her in the passenger seat and saw the sadness in her face. He reached over and took her hand. “I’m sorry babe. I really am.”
“I know,” she sighed. She had already come to grips that she was going to lose her dad soon.
“I wish I could have met him before he got like this.”
“Yeah. Me too. I think he would have liked you.”
“And his daughter?” he prompted.
“She likes you too,” she said with a grin and squeeze of his hand. Just as she relaxed her grip, her phone began to chime. Jamie fished around in her purse a moment before coming up with her phone.
“It’s Kat. One of her contacts said an exchange is going down today, out on Longdraw in about three hours.”
“Shit,” Leo said as he eased his foot down on the throttle. Three hours was going to be cutting it tight. Very tight. “One of her contacts?”
“Yeah. Hang on a minute,” Jamie said as she typed away at her phone a moment. When her phone buzzed again she read. “She said she has three other women feeding her information. They don’t like where the club is going. She didn’t tell them she was passing the information along to me.” Jamie looked at Leo. “I wouldn’t want her pissed at me. She is one devious bitch.”
Leo grinning. “I hope Copper knows what he’s getting himself in for. Get it set up, if you can,” he said, putting both hands on the wheel as he pressed down on the throttle a little more and the speedometer crept past ninety.
***
Two hours and fifteen minutes later Leo and Jamie bailed out of his Tahoe at his home, Leo trotting into the house and grabbing his ski-mask and rifle.
“Be careful!” Jamie admonished as she accepted his quick kiss.
“Always.”
She watched as the Tahoe backed swiftly into the road then left with a chirp of tires before roaring away down the road. Chewing on her bottom lip, she pressed the button and started the garage door down. The battle to take the club
“Laura?” Terry called then looked around. “She must have gone shopping or something.”
“Dad, Mom is—” Jamie began.
“It’s okay, Mr. Boyles. I’ll meet her some other time,” Leo said cutting Jamie off.
“Yes. Okay,” Terry said as he settled back into his chair and his eyes wandered to the television where a baseball game was on.
“You like the Rangers?” Leo asked as he sat down on the couch in the small room.
“What? Oh, yes. I tried out of them a long time ago. Before Jamie and William were born.”
“Really?” Leo asked, impressed despite himself. “What position? Did you make the cut?”
Terry smiled in memory. “Yes. But you can’t raise a family on a minor leaguer’s salary. I was a catcher and…”
As her dad rambled on about baseball and falling in love with her mother, Jamie sat down next to Leo and took his hand in hers, intertwining her fingers with his. Her dad loved to tell that story and seemed as happy as she had seen him in weeks, delighted that he had someone new to listen. She looked to Leo and smiled at him as he glanced at her, giving her a lopsided grin. Leo… he was such a good man, telling her father what he wanted to hear in a way that built Will up without lying about what happened. She leaned into Leo and rested her head on his shoulder. She had heard this story at least a hundred times, but today, she didn’t mind hearing it again.
***
“Thank you,” Jamie said as they settled into Leo’s Tahoe.
“For what?”
“For what you did in there. For what you said about Will.”
“Every word was the truth, or close enough to it to not matter.”
“I know. He’s slipping, Leo. I have told him each time I’ve come up that Will’s dead, but he can’t remember. His good days are getting fewer than farther between.”
As they pulled out of the assisted living facility, he glanced at her in the passenger seat and saw the sadness in her face. He reached over and took her hand. “I’m sorry babe. I really am.”
“I know,” she sighed. She had already come to grips that she was going to lose her dad soon.
“I wish I could have met him before he got like this.”
“Yeah. Me too. I think he would have liked you.”
“And his daughter?” he prompted.
“She likes you too,” she said with a grin and squeeze of his hand. Just as she relaxed her grip, her phone began to chime. Jamie fished around in her purse a moment before coming up with her phone.
“It’s Kat. One of her contacts said an exchange is going down today, out on Longdraw in about three hours.”
“Shit,” Leo said as he eased his foot down on the throttle. Three hours was going to be cutting it tight. Very tight. “One of her contacts?”
“Yeah. Hang on a minute,” Jamie said as she typed away at her phone a moment. When her phone buzzed again she read. “She said she has three other women feeding her information. They don’t like where the club is going. She didn’t tell them she was passing the information along to me.” Jamie looked at Leo. “I wouldn’t want her pissed at me. She is one devious bitch.”
Leo grinning. “I hope Copper knows what he’s getting himself in for. Get it set up, if you can,” he said, putting both hands on the wheel as he pressed down on the throttle a little more and the speedometer crept past ninety.
***
Two hours and fifteen minutes later Leo and Jamie bailed out of his Tahoe at his home, Leo trotting into the house and grabbing his ski-mask and rifle.
“Be careful!” Jamie admonished as she accepted his quick kiss.
“Always.”
She watched as the Tahoe backed swiftly into the road then left with a chirp of tires before roaring away down the road. Chewing on her bottom lip, she pressed the button and started the garage door down. The battle to take the club
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