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Her head twitched. “Are you serious?”

“Yeah. We’re only going for three days this time. I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to do in that time. I mainly want to scope out the area and the Chens’ known locations first. See where I can set up safely and without being spotted.”

“Being stealth will be key. But if you’re only scoping out the situation, do you really need backup?”

“I never said I needed backup. You did. I only agreed for you to come with me so I can eat your pussy and fuck your brains out.”

All the breath hissed from her and she dug her fingertips into the office chair’s arms so she wouldn’t wiggle in her seat.

Once she had her hormones under control, Vi flipped a hand at one of the chairs facing her desk. “Do you want to sit?”

“Probably a good idea to conceal my hard-on.” After openly adjusting himself in his cargo pants, he sat. And immediately manspread as wide as his boots would go.

“If I were you, I’m not sure I’d admit to being able to hide it by merely sitting down.”

One corner of his mouth pulled up. “I have no need to brag.”

“No, you don’t. Anyway…we didn’t discuss this in the meeting, but I don’t think we should use our pool cars. I don’t want to be caught crossing the state line with a fake registration plate. That would put a kink in our plans.”

She waited for him to mess with her for using the word “kink” but since he had fallen into serious Shadow mode, he instead said, “Agreed. Let’s take one of our cars. Once outside of Columbus we can rent a vehicle to use for a couple of days, return it, go to another rental company, wash, rinse, and repeat. This way we’re not setting any kind of pattern but the registration is legit.”

“We can rent it under a fake corporation.”

“Good idea. What would we need to do that?”

“I don’t know. I’ll do some searching for that info. It’ll most likely take making fake paperwork which is easy enough to do.”

“Maybe we should ride out there instead of drive.”

She blinked. “Our sleds?”

“Yeah, why not? I also think we should wear our cuts into Ohio, then take them off before we get to the rental place and not wear them on our way out of Ohio. It’s another way to switch things up.”

“Our cuts,” she repeated. “You mean me wearing my AFMC cut and you your DAMC cut?” Was he serious or fucking around?

Reaper shrugged. “Yeah.”

“That’s not a good idea.”

“Why not?”

She sat back as she pondered that question. “The problem lies where we might be passing through other MC’s territories, whether we know where they are or not.”

“Why would that matter?”

She squinted at him. “Oh, grasshopper, you have so much to learn about the MC life.”

“Well, unlike you, I wasn’t born into it.”

“And it shows.” She leaned forward to emphasize, “It’s the whole damn reason we’re going after the Russos. It all stems back to the Twisted Souls running through the DAMC’s territory without permission.”

“I thought it had to do with running drugs through the territory.”

“The drugs just makes the infraction worse. Even if they weren’t trafficking fent, we wouldn’t want to see their asses in our territory. That would be considered a threat. The Souls ended up out west because the Kings of Anarchy gave them a strongly worded message about riding in their area.”

“Damn. So how should an MC pass through another MC’s territory?”

“Wearing their cuts, they have to ask first. Otherwise, they should not be representing their club while in the area.”