Jace’s POV
The first call ended before the man could give me the location.
I stood beside the table with the phone still against my ear while Derek watched me.
“What did he say?” Derek asked.
“He says he is a Black Reaper, and he wants out.” I said.
“Out of the club?” Derek asked.
“Out of everything.” I said.
The phone rang again before I could say more.
Another unknown number so I answered.
“This is Jace.” I answered.
“I need protection.” He said and I exchanged a look with Derek.
“You're also a Black Reaper?” I asked.
“Yes.” He said.
“And you know the other man who just called?” He asked and there was a pause.
“No.” He said which caught my attention.
“You're calling me separately?” I asked.
“Yes.” He said.
“Why?” He said.
“Because we don't trust anyone at the compound a
