The Biker's Fate Chapter 415

Flea

Calmer now that I'd gotten some distance and made sure Grace was safe, I texted her to let her know I'd made it, then walked back into the compound, heading straight to the bar where Finch handed me a beer before I asked.

"Thanks, brother," I said.

"Gotta have the obligatory big brother conversation with you, Flea."

"Have at it," I said.

"You hurt her, I hurt you. Then Dad hurts you, and the cycle continues until you're ruined."

I tipped my beer toward him. "Good talk."

Finch grinned. "Thanks for checkin' on my sister."

The whole deal with Grace had only taken about an hour, so it was once again back to hurry up and wait while the Saints dealt with Kitty.

Crow paced the great room, not really engaging with anyone, and the club gave him a wide berth. Ten minutes into his pacing, he stalled and pulled out his ringing phone, glancing at the screen with a surprised look on his face.

"Minus? I didn't expect to hear from you so quickly. Really?" He began waving frantically for Booker, who was across the room typing frantically at his laptop. "Are you sure it's legit? We only have one shot at this. Okay, hold on." Booker joined Crow and set his laptop down on the table in front of them. "Is everyone okay? Good. Yeah, Booker's here and he's ready for the code, I'm gonna give the phone to him." Crow held the phone to Booker's ear as he typed.

My body locked as Booker hit the enter key, and then I saw a broad smile come across his face and relaxed. The room breathed a collective sigh of relief and Crow got back on the phone to wrap up with Minus. I can't even imagine what they must have done to him to get him to talk that fast. I'm pretty sure I didn't want to know.

"Thanks brother, I owe you one," Crow said before hanging up.

"Owe him one? I thought Minus was helping to square up with us," Mack said.

"Well, as it turns out, our new friend Minus should be called Midas," Crow replied.

"Golden touch, huh?"

"That boy must have a gold brick up his ass, because Kitty gave him more than just the key code. He gave us Los Psychos safe house locations, bank accounts, and details about the 3D printed license plates they used to frame Hatch, just like Booker said. He gave us everything."

"It's more likely that Minus used that gold brick to beat the information out of Kitty," I mused.

"I'd always heard the Burning Saints were serious, but if this is Minus after softening his club…" Crow let out a long whistle.

"I'm not hearing any of this," Jaxon said, his hands in the air.

"How could you?" Crow asked. "You were never here."

"Minus's guy just sent me a link to everything we need," Booker said, clacking away at his laptop.

"I still can't believe Kitty would hand over everything to us. Are we sure this isn't some sort of trap?" I asked nervously.

"We can't be sure of anything except that we have to get this evidence to the cops before the feds take over. We're out of time," Mack said.

"Sonofa—!" Booker yelled from behind his laptop.

"What is it?" Crow asked.

"Kitty," Booker replied.

"What about him? Is there a problem with the files?"

"No, but he wanted us to find them."

"What do you mean? His security is shit and he was just asking to get caught?" Crow asked.

"No, he wanted us, the Dogs, to find this evidence trail," Booker clarified.

"How the hell could you know that?"

"The key code he gave us was thirty-four characters long in mixed alpha and numeric characters."

"So?"

"So," Booker continued. "If you break those characters into groupings of two, it's clear this is hexadecimal code."

Crow's eye began to glaze over. "And?"

"And, if you convert that hexadecimal code; 62 6f 6f 6b 65 72… and so on, you get, 'booker is a dick.'"

"Meaning, he was hoping you'd find it," Crow said.

"It would appear so, but why?" Booker asked.

I noticed Grace's dad walk in and stand with Booker.

"I don't know, but we'll have to find out later. Right now, Ryan, you and Jaxon need to get those files to Portland PD and get Hatch the fuck outta there. I'll deal with the Kitty aftermath," Crow said to Booker before turning to the rest of us. "Everybody stick around here for now and stay frosty. As soon as I know anything about Hatch or Los Psychos, I'll let you know."