As the guys started filing out of the chapel, Jake caught my eye and jerked his head toward the back door. I followed him outside, the cool air hitting me like a slap in the face.
“You think this’ll do it?” Jake asked, his voice low as he lit a cigarette.
I shrugged, the motion barely visible in the dark. “It’s a start. But we need to be ready for anything. You know how the Reapers are, they won’t take this lying down.”
He nodded, taking a drag from his smoke. “I’ll give our brothers in Pike Crest a call, let them know the plan. Maybe they’ll have some further insight.”
I inclined my head, then turned and walked back through the chapel, heading for the bar. I paused in the hallway, my mind racing. This was gonna get ugly, sooner or later. I could feel it in my bones. But I wasn’t just
