Pit: The A**hole Club Series by Saffire Blue (summer books txt) 📕

to it before I take a seat in the empty chair and open the file. I was surprised to see these pictures the first time. They served to raise more questions as I got a few answers.

“Interesting, Marquis was your brother-in-law. By the looks of these, you have a shitty way of taking care of family,” I say.

“Was?” Danny narrows his eyes. “You say was when a person is no longer something. Like no longer my brother-in-law or no longer around. He’s still my brother-in-law...” He trails off at the end.

“But he’s no longer around,” I say and slide the pictures across the table.

“Jesus Christ,” he breathes and turns pale. He tugs at his hair. “I had nothing to do with this. I’m so fucked.”

“I want to know everything and maybe I’ll let you make a run for it from whoever you’re so scared of.” It’s a lie, but he doesn’t need to know that.

His face is now dripping with sweat, making this all the more interesting. Rome was the one to find Marquis dead in the trunk of a car. From the looks of it, he’d been there for a while.

“I haven’t seen Marquis in a little over two weeks, not since I got the call to tell your girl the races were changing and two weeks were being added,” he says and wipes the center of his brow with the heel of his palm.

“You don’t find that funny?”

His eyes widen before he slowly closes them. “Fuck. This shit has been fucked from the beginning. I needed the money, I never thought about something being off… shit. Having access to the other race teams… how the fuck did he pull that off.”

“He who? What beginning? I’m gonna need you to talk to me and cut this fucking conversation in your head,” I bark.

“Okay, okay.” He holds his hands up. “Four years ago, I was in for a ton of cash. I was in Vegas trying to dig my way out, but I was losing my fucking shirt.”

“Dumbass,” Tak mutters.

I look over to him and shake my head. I need this motherfucker to spit this out before he clams up and preferably before Skittles flies in here to take his head off.

“This suit comes up to me and asks me if I would like to make enough to get rid of my debts and maybe earn a shot at making a name for myself with my sister’s husband and his family’s organization so I could get rid of my money problems altogether.

“Marquis had just sat me down for a big fuckup. If there was a way to fix that and get back in, get back to making real money, I was in,” he says and runs a hand through his head.

“What did you have to do in return?”

He looks at me, his face expressionless. “He said this was a long game. Half of my debts were paid that weekend, but I had to agree to get Marquis to Vander City, talk him into moving the races and some of his business here.

“Things went south from there. I got Marquis to Vander. Turns out the family used to do business here. With his father gone, he was looking to expand his reach and establish new territories.

“Marquis loved it, no one asked questions. He could move the races here with all of the wealthy moving through Bridge Lake and no one cared to pay him any real attention outside of the races.

“That’s when Blake Knight came into the picture. He wanted Marquis gone. The two were going to go to war, but the suit got me to talk to Marquis and plant the seed for him to start giving Knight a little something to squash things.”

I knew about the bad blood between Marquis and Knight but now I’m curious about this suit and his hand in all of this. Why Vander? Why coach Marquis for peace?

Danny continues. “When things were settled, about a year from when the suit appeared, my next task was to go to one of those snobby race clubs to look for the Black driver chick.”

I see red. I have to force myself to focus to hear the rest of what he’s saying because I’m ready to fly across this table. The energy in the room has shifted from just those three words, Black driver chick. And believe me, I’m not the only one that’s reacting to them.

“I went to the club and found her, but she wasn’t going for it. She dismissed me before I could turn on the charm.” He frowns.

I grin. That’s my baby. Danny isn’t an unattractive guy, but he doesn’t have the shit it takes to pull my woman. She’d run circles around this clown.

He gives a smug smile. “But she had Shawna with her. She was shy and easy to charm. I had her eating out of my palm, but even that was a disaster. Suit guy was pissed—”

“Wait, you don’t know this guy’s name?”

“No,” he shrugs. “He gives me details about the job. He’s never given me a name.”

“But you lured your brother-in-law here on his word?” I say in disgust.

“I did what I had to do. Some of the guys I owed were as scary as Marquis and his family.” The blood drains from his face, no doubt thinking of the shit he’s gotten himself into with the entire Castro family. “Anyway, she was the wrong girl and I’d fucked things up. He was pissed until I connected the dots for him. He was pleased to learn she was Councilwoman Norris’ daughter.”

I draw my brows. Does that mean Mayor Jennings was the target? Was all of this to get to him?

“Like I said. The guy said we were playing the long game. I had three years to figure out how to still get the little one to drive in Marquis’ races. The goal was to get her to date me and then get her into the races, but since I fucked