"You gonna tell me what's going on?" I asked as Waylen ran ahead of us.
"Nope," Trouble replied.
I smiled, happy that he wasn't lying to me. I also appreciate his loyalty to not only the club but my man as well.
"Thought you'd harass me about it more," he mumbled as Waylen climbed into my backseat.
"You won't tell me anyway," I said. "Just like Brixton won't tell me what it is he's doing for you."
"You know about that?" he asked as he held my door open for me.
"I know very little, but yeah," I replied. "He helps you with whatever, and in exchange, you keep an eye on me and Waylen until War wants you to do something for him. That's about all I know."
"You upset that your man don't tell you sh.it?" he asked, sounding genuinely curious.
"No," I said with a laugh. "I already knew what
