Summer Pain by Destiny Blaine Read Free Book Online

is this about?”
    “Go on,” Logan said, harsh in tone. “Tell him. Tell them all how you were going to announce—on Gaylord’s word, no doubt—I was an undercover cop. Tell the whole damn club how you took Gaylord’s word before asking me about the accusation. Instead, you went on the statement of a damned one-percenter, a man who betrayed his own club, his wife, and his family just to take the gavel from Damsel Road and use the power that comes with it to deceive us all!” Logan stripped his jacket from his back and slapped his leather against the table. “Go on, Devon. You bring that fucking vote to the table.”
    “What the hell?” Jake, along with many of the other full-patch members, looked dumbfounded. “You’re a cop?”
    “About as much as Tigger is or you are,” Logan replied, stalking to the end of the conference table. He jabbed an accusing finger in Devon’s direction. “You’re way off base, man. And by the time you realize why Gaylord made this allegation in the first place, there won’t be a club left to save.”
    He opened the door between the meeting room and bar area, realizing all eyes were on his back. The club’s women, generally in the dark when a vote hit the table, were now fully aware of what was taking place behind closed doors. “And that gavel you cherish? You’ll be lucky if you ever see it again, let alone clutch it in your hand.”
    Logan traipsed across the room. He greeted Sassy with a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling her to her feet, dragging her away from the girl talk. “Let’s go.”
    “Now?” She acted as if she’d never been warned, never been advised of the possible outcome. In fact, Sassy had been well aware of the potential for exposure. She’d known what could happen with the investigation, and she’d understood the danger of being affiliated with an undercover agent infiltrating the MC.
    “Yes, now.”
    “But I’m not ready to go, Logan. We have friends here.”
    A stabbing sensation pierced his heart, but he pushed aside his need to reassure her. They needed to go. Their time had come. While Logan understood Sassy’s desire to stay, he also realized time was of the essence.
    He clutched her arm, and had every intention of walking away and leaving the club behind them, except he hadn’t counted on Victory. And God love her heart, she came through just in the nick of time.

 
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    “Gaylord based his accusation on what Damsel told him,” Victory said, standing in the doorway of the conference room. “It’s all lies. Every last word that falls from Gaylord’s mouth, or Damsel’s for that matter, is a lie.”
    “This doesn’t concern you, Victory,” Devon said, rising to his feet. “We need to vote this.”
    “You don’t have to do squat.” Victory waved her arm behind her back in an effort to detain Sassy and Logan. “Don’t go anywhere. I can prove it.”
    Tigger leaned back in his chair. This should be interesting. Since when had the club allowed the old ladies in the conference room? Hell, at this rate, Devon might as well invite all the women inside and tell them to pull up chairs and cast their votes, too.
    “This damn charter has become a garden club. Before long, we’ll be wearing tea hats and white gloves.”
    Tigger snarled. “Shut up, Jake.”
    “Devon, just hear me out.”
    Devon shook his head. “Victory, this doesn’t concern you. We have proof.”
    Tigger studied Logan; he’d always been able to read people. Logan looked pissed, but he didn’t look worried in the least. He did, however, give off the impression that he wouldn’t let this die. He probably planned to kill the messenger…Gaylord Martin.
    “Proof? From Gaylord?” Victory snorted. “Are you kidding me?”
    “Really,” Tigger muttered. “I’d put my money on Gaylord as an undercover before I’d bet on Logan. Look at what he’s done for the club since he’s been here.”
    “I didn’t ask you, VP,” Devon said out