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thrown on the floor and a pea green couch in the corner. Nothing in the house looked like it had been purchased after the seventies.
     
    “Mike,” a voice called, and Olivia turned and saw Rick as he entered the living room. Her body tensed, and her hand gripped the gun in the holster Olivia had at the waist. Olivia watched as Rick’s eyes settled on her. His face went from anger to confusion, as he looked between Mike and Olivia, and she thought it was possible she saw a spark of understanding there. “Why did you bring a cop to the safe house?”
     
    “Where’s David? Bring him up here. Now,” Mike said. He was still the Mike who was in charge of a motorcycle gang, tough and angry and not someone who gave orders twice.
     
    “David, join us in the living room,” Rick called over his shoulder, and Olivia watched as David, looking rather pale walked into the living room. Olivia had to stifle a sob when she saw him. Their eyes met, and she saw that he was alive and unharmed. There was a fresh cut under his eye and he looked a little rough, but he was alive and ok. She had found him, but she kept her face as masklike as she could manage, not wanting to give anything away to Rick.
     
    “So, I repeat, Mike; why did you bring a cop here?” Rick said, his voice taking on a more dangerous tone as he spoke.
     
    “You betrayed us, Rick. It was you this whole time. I know it was you beyond a shadow of a doubt, and you blamed David! David, who was the most loyal of us all! You blamed him for what you did. You’ve been moving drugs through Marina’s Crest and selling them. You destroyed us, why?” Mike demanded.
     
    “Because I’m better than you are at this!” Rick yelled. “I’m better than you, and I’m better than all of those men put together. All of them! Why should we share equally between members when half the members can’t read above an eighth grade level? Look how easy it was to get rid of your club, Mike. It was even easier to replace it. This business should not be run by a club; it should be run by a CEO, one person in charge—me. And David agrees with me. We don’t need you, Mike; no one needs you.”
     
    “David, if that’s true, I can understand why,” Mike said, his voice softening. He looked at David and David alone as he spoke. “I should have trusted you and listened to you; I should have followed up on what you told me. I should have looked into it more, but the arrests and the raid by the cops had made me so tired. I thought I could trust my second-in-command, but I was wrong. I never would have thought he would have betrayed me. I am sorry I didn’t believe you when you came to me. I made a fatal error.”
     
    “Yes, you did,” Rick interrupted, “and we’re all very sad about what’s happened. But now it’s over. I’m in charge now, and David has one thing he has promised to do for me. I’ll take care of Mike. Kill her, David,” Rick said, turning to David. “We can clean up the mess later.”
     

 
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    David stared at the back of Rick’s head. The gun felt heavy and solid in his hands, and David could see himself pull the gun up, aim it, and fire; he would be pushed by the gun’s kick back, but when he looked up, all that would be left of Rick would be a blood stain on the wall. He could do it; he didn’t doubt that. But then what would he do?
     
    David wasn’t interested in spending the rest of his life in prison for murder. He could try and claim self-defense, but Bill was right there as a witness. David let his grip loosen, and then finally, he tucked the gun into the waistband of his jeans. No, Rick wouldn’t die by David’s hand today.
     
    “Do you have my phone?” David asked looking around the grim and dreary kitchen. The curtains were closed, but they were threadbare and faded, and the bright desert sun managed to shine through. The kitchen was so disgusting that it would have been better if there had been no light at all.