Nobody moved for several seconds and the package sat in the middle of the clubhouse floor while every eye stayed fixed on it.
Drake stepped in front of me automatically and Blade pointed toward one of the prospects.
“Don’t touch it.” Blade said and the prospect froze.
“I wasn’t planning to.” The prospect said.
“Good.” He said.
Blade walked closer and crouched near the box while Casey joined him.
“Could be a bomb.” Casey said.
“That’s exactly what I’m thinking.” Blade said.
Several members stepped backward while Finn folded his arms.
“You think Raze would send a bomb through the mail?” Finn asked.
“I think Raze would do whatever gets results.” Blade replied.
Nobody argued because nobody knew what Raze would do anymore.
Casey began examining the package while everyone
