“Wait a minute,” Flint says. “Hang on. Let’s think about this. Obviously the ATF has sent a girl specifically to target Sam. Now that we know about it, we have the upper hand. We can turn this around on them and use Sam to feed her false information.”

“So all hope is not lost then?” I ask, leaning forward. “Good. I feel better already.”

“We all know Sam has an uncanny ability to seduce the ladies,” Flint continues. “Why would this chick be any different? I’m not saying you have to fuck her. Just pull her in with your boyish charm and keep her close. Try to find out exactly what they already have on us. You probably got her phone number, right?”

I shake my head. “No. I was trying to play it cool so I didn’t ask for it. I told her to swing by the tattoo shop while she is in town. Want me to try and find her?”

“Not yet,” Flint replies. “We need more info on this girl so we’ll know what we’re dealing with. I don’t want to send you into a bad situation running blind. Let me call my guy and see if he has anything else on her.”

Flint walks to a corner of the room and places a call.

“So what is she like?” Jesse asks.

I think for a moment.

“Edgy is the best way I would describe her,” I say. “Independent, smart-mouthed, feisty. She has this weird-colored hair. Not red, not purple, or pink. Kind of a mixture.”

“Magenta,” Toby says.

“What the hell is magenta?” I ask. “And big green eyes.”

I poke her photo in front of me.

“Her name is Lila, and she looks absolutely nothing like this now.”

“You need to think back,” Jesse says. “Did she have an opportunity to plant anything on you, like a surveillance device? Did she ask to use your phone or go near your bike?”

I shake my head slowly.

“No. I’m sure about both.”

Jesse sighs and leans back in his chair.

“I don’t like this one bit,” he says. “Especially the fact that they’re targeting you. Why would they do that?”

“Who else in the MC would they target?” I ask. “Think about it. You and Flint are happily married with babies. Toby has only been back in the country six months and is new to the MC. Rocco and Tom are old as shit.” I look over at the two oldest members and grin. “Sorry, but you know it’s true. Donny’s old lady has him pussy-whipped, and the rest of the crew are all tangled up with the Sweet Butts. I was the logical choice.”

“Plus you’re a sucker for a pretty lady,” Toby says. “Don’t forget that.”

“I am, and I’m not apologizing for it either.”

Flint clicks his phone shut and walks back to the table.