Love's Hope (The Unknowns Motorcycle Club Book 2) by Ruby Reid Read Free Book Online

bathroom. By the time he closed the door behind him and cut on the lights, the phone had stopped vibrating. Alex waited a moment and then returned the call. He also cut on the bathroom’s exhaust fan, hoping it might mask his voice and keep Amanda from waking up.
     
    The phone only rang once before Chester answered. “Hey, Alex,” he said.
     
    “Hey.”
     
    “Sorry to call so late, but you said that you wanted the information as soon as I got it, right?”
     
    “Yes, absolutely. What did you find out?”
     
    There was a very weighted pause on the other end before Chester started talking. In that silence, Alex realized that he already knew what was coming. Still, it made the following few minutes no easier to endure.
     
    “The name of the systems analyst at that bank was indeed Stephen Randall. He’d been working as an analyst for the bank for three years. A bright guy, from what my source can find. On his way up the career ladder. He was married, so he left behind a wife. The cops never pieced it together, and his murder was never solved which — since you and I know it was a job from the Unknowns — really isn’t much of a surprise.”
     
    Alex felt as if he had just been run through with a sword and the attacker was twisting the blade.
     
    “You still there?” Chester asked.
     
    “Yeah,” Alex said, his voice shaky, He ran a hand over his face, as if trying to wake himself up from some delusional dream.
     
    “Want to tell me what this is all about now?” Chester asked.
     
    “No. I’m sorry, man. Maybe some other time. But not now. This is the information I needed.”
     
    “And from the sound of it,” Chester said, “it’s not the news you were hoping for.”
     
    “No, but it’s what I was expecting. Thanks, Chester.”
     
    “Hey,” Chester said quickly. “Before you go, there’s another interesting little twist to all of this.”
     
    “Yeah?”
     
    “Oh yeah. So, Jameson is taking the club to Chicago, as you know. Now, from what I am hearing, Marco O’Brien got his ass handed to him the other night. You know who that is?”
     
    Alex’s heart went cold as he lied. “I know who it is, but that’s about it.”
     
    “Anyway, it’s assumed that Jameson sent someone to deliver a message. ‘Leave us alone. This our turf now.’ That kind of thing. Anyway, Marco spent some time in the hospital but was released pretty quickly.”
     
    “What’s that have to do with Tulsa?” Alex asked.
     
    “The three goons that Jameson sent…one of them was Marco O’Brien.”
     
    Alex nearly dropped the phone to the floor. He was aware that Chester was still talking, but most of it went unheard.
     
    “Marco, as you know, did a lot of the grislier work for Jameson. As it turns out, this was one of the first jobs Marco ran for Jameson. It seems that by taking out the security guards and this Stephen Randall character, he stood out to Jameson. Some say it’s the job that convinced Jameson to keep working with him. The Tulsa job, after all, ended up putting about seven hundred thousand dollars into Jameson’s pockets.”
     
    Alex wanted to say something just so he wouldn’t seem so startled, but he didn’t trust his voice. He was far too shaken.
     
    “You okay?” Chester asked.
     
    “Yeah. It’s just… shit.”
     
    “Look, I know you said you can’t tell me about what this is about, but if you need someone to talk to, don’t hesitate to call me. Got it?”
     
    “Yeah,” Alex said absently. “Thanks again, Chester.”
     
    Without waiting for Chester’s reply, Alex killed the call and fought the urge to throw the phone across the bathroom.
     
    He took a moment to collect himself and then tried to cover his tracks. He flushed the toilet, hoping that if the call had awoke Amanda up that the flushing toilet and running exhaust fan would maybe fool her. He waited a few more seconds before shutting the fan and the light off.  He then stepped back out into the bedroom and