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to tell Maisey that, “Unless the plows come through and the
    weather clears up, we might be here for another day or two.”
    Maisey grinned at her, and handed her a cup of herbal tea that she’d just brewed.
    “Not a big deal, two years ago we got an ice storm fol owed by a snowstorm, fol owed
    by another ice storm, all in the space of two weeks. No one went anywhere. Trust me,
    you get a few dozen bikers snowed inside, and they get crazier than normal. As long as
    we have heat and electric, we’l be fine.”
    Mambo met Race before noon the next morning. What he had to say wasn’t good
    news for the club.
    “I checked the place over thoroughly, if there’s a dead guy there, I have no idea
    where he could be, I even checked the coolers under the counter.”
    Race was pissed at himself for not making sure that Les had been telling the truth.
    “Fuck, now we have a problem. They could have dropped the damn body anywhere.
    Did we check the woods around the property?” He hated the idea of dealing with Pauly
    and the two men left from Prowler’s group. He actually liked Pauly from previous
    dealings with the man, it would be a shame to have to force the information from him.
    He’d do it, but he wouldn’t like it.
    Mambo looked like he had something more than a dead prez on his mind. “Okay,
    let’s hear it, what’s got you all twitchy?”
    War and Bam walked into the door and Mambo sighed. He walked over to the door
    and locked it behind the two of them, and returned to where Race sat scowling. He took
    the crushed envelope from his pocket and handed it to him and began pacing the room.
    War and Bam watched the restless brother, then turned their attention to Race. His
    scowl was worse than a few seconds ago.
    “Oh fuckin’ hel no. Not just no, hell fuckin’ no. That little bitch thinks she’s running
    off to who the fuck knows where when she’s got my goddamned guts in knots.” He
    shook his head and tossed the note across the table toward War. “Our bird is flying the
    coop, and if this note is right, she left already.”
    He looked at Mambo, who was staring out of the window. “What’s got you in a
    mood?” Mambo either wasn’t paying attention to his question, or he hadn’t heard him.
    “Mambo, what’s got your nuts in a vise? I know what’s got me pissed, but if you tell me
    that little bitch has you twisted up like she has me and War, I swear I’ll beat her ass until
    she can’t twitch it at any one else.”
    Mambo looked confused for a minute and shook his head. “You mean River? No
    it’s not her, she’s too bitchy for me, you know that, or should.” He glanced at the other
    men in the room and shrugged. “I think Maisey went with her. She’s nowhere at the
    bar where she was using the backroom to bunk down. Her stuff’s gone. She wouldn’t
    come back here unless she had nowhere else to go.” He stopped moving long enough
    to look Race in the eye.
    “I’ve been thinking about buying the Double D and maybe making Maisey my
    woman. She’s gotten some confidence since the fire, and I was letting her get used to
    being independent for a little while, before I planned to ask her to be with me. She
    seemed to like me wel enough, but if she’s gone with River, I can’t blame her. I can’t
    blame either one of them for leaving, River got to see Wolfman fall, and Maisey was set
    free to live her life. Who am I to stop her from leaving.”
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    War’s mind caught the reference to River and Wolfman. “Hang on a sec, what did
    you mean about River? She wanted Wolf dead?” He snagged a chair and Mambo and
    Bam followed his lead and sat down with Race, who was looking lost and confused at
    the conversation. He nodded at Mambo and said, “Spil , al of it. We can figure this out,
    and decide what to do to get them back.”
    Mambo was looking at Bam, and shook his head. “Not until I know what he’s doing
    here.” He pointed his finger at