Page 25 of Nitro

Shyne is here!

“Shyne!” I cry and stop fighting the man holding me. Instead, I turn my head as far as I can to search for my cousin. I lock eyes with him, “Shyne.” I call him again and watch as he drops his beer which spectacularly explodes to pieces as it hits the floor.

“No. It can’t fucking be.” He speaks, but his voice cracks.

“What the fuck is going on up here?” Wire bursts through the door and sees me.

“Let her go!” Shyne barks and the man holding me does just that. I quickly push the hood I have on my head down. I want him to see me.

“Shyne.” I say again and put my hand up.

“Tink? Oh fuck, Tink!”

The both of us run towards each other. I’m sure we’d make any one of those romantic reunion movies look bad right now. The only difference is Shyne's my cousin and the love we have isn’t romantic, not in the least.

“Holy shit. Is that Tink?” I hear Wire say, but Shyne and I are already on the floor crying and holding on to each other.

“How the fuck did she just end up here? That’s crazy.” I hear someone say behind me.

I push Shyne away. The tears and love in his eyes make me feel stupid to think that he would ever stop looking for me. But I can’t focus on that. Right now, I need to rally the troops.

“Wire,” I turn to look at the man dozens if not hundreds of men have looked up to as their leader. “You need to call Shepard.”

“Why would I do that?” He crosses his arms over his chest and I can see already he’s on the defensive.

“Listen to me, right now is no time to worry about who is on what team or who wronged who. All of you need to work together or he’ll win. Rooster will win and Nitro will die. You need to call Shepard and we don’t have a lot of time.”

“Rooster?” Wire parrots me.

“Yes. It’s time to right that wrong. It’s time for Rooster to die.” I do my best to keep the hatred out of my voice, but I don’t need to, I watch it paint each and every one of the faces of the men in front of me. I never knew one person could make so many enemies, but now I’m about to find out what it looks like when someone with so many enemies dies.

Nitro

“Bitch!” I feel something hot splash on my raw skin and I scream out in both shock and pain. I don’t know how long it’s been, but I know for sure that Rooster is only keeping me alive to torture me. I suspect as much. I’ll take it with a smile since I know that Tink was able to get out. Lefty and Rooster are arguing about it. They had went after her, but they never found her. None of them were trackers and most of them barely know how to ride. That’s what happens when you dredge the bottom of the barrel for your club members.

“Fuck you!” I mutter out. My mouth is still swollen and my gums hurt from where they'd pulled out my teeth.

“Oh, there he is. I was wondering when you would wake up.”

I open my eyes to see who’s talking to me and am surprised to see it’s Rage. I was sure that Rooster had killed him, but from the look of the stitches on his head I would say that he was just short of killing him. I look down at his kutte and see the tag of VP. I guess everyone had got what they wanted now. Rage is definitely the right fit for Rooster’s VP.

“You see that?” He pushes his chest out so I can read the tag better. “Finally, Rooster learned the error of his ways and put me in a position that I belong in.”

“I couldn’t agree more. No one is better at being Rooster’s bitch than you.” I try to smile, but the pain in my jaw is almost unbearable.

“You not going to be talking about being anyone’s bitch in a little while. Rooster made a little bit of a deal for you. Apparently, there is a few Croats you and your Spawn brothers pissed off. Supposedly they are big news in the underground. They are paying good money for you and the rest of the girls. Once we get rid of these last bits of product, we can get some more high-end girls and get out from under Yemen’s thumb. I don’t know what the hell you were thinking getting Rooster to work with that has been. It’s stupid.” Rage continues speaking, but I’m already busy drowning him out. What the fuck did the Spawns do to the Croats and what did it have to do with me?

I have no energy left to fight so I let Rage drag me up the stairs all while I try to figure out what the fuck Rage is talking about.

There is a large open space on the main floor, but everything else around it is a mess. Rooster had let the Purged run the compound and now it's nothing more than another fucking drug den. Such a shame.

I walk out and see a few men that I’ve never seen before, all of them looking very European and dressed in suits.

“Who are you?” A man with a thick Croatian accent says.

“What the hell, do you not fucking believe me?”

I turn my head to see Rooster, he’s high out of his mind and looks sloppy. How the hell could he have come to this? “This is Nitro just like you asked. Are you ready to see the women now too?”

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