Cole stared at him as if he'd just announced he'd joined another motorcycle club. “Who the f**k is blackmailing you?”
Rhett opened his mouth, but Cole wasn't finished. “All you need to do is find some dirt on the bastard and pin something on him. But before we even get there, why the hell did you kill somebody? What the f**k is wrong with you, Rhett? We are trying so hard to keep things moving. We just survived Damien, and now you're standing here telling us there's a f*****g dead body in our VIP section?”
“I didn't kill anybody!”
Cole's expression changed. Jace immediately cut in. “Cole, lower your voice.”
“I'm just asking!”
“You're yelling Cole.” Jace fired back and he huffed.
“Because he just told us there's a dead body!”
Jace ignored him and focused on Rhett. “Calm down and tell
