Page 6 of Taken By Her Two Savage Bikers
“Talon,” I greeted our boss and president of the club. Talon wasn’t the typical type you’d guess would be a biker. If it wasn’t for his leathers and the hardened look in his blue eyes that only came from years of crime and a tough life, you’d have guessed he was a hippie surfer with his shoulder-length blond hair tied back in a ponytail and his lean, five foot ten frame.
“Hey boss.” Ash nodded his greeting.
Talon entered the room and came to sit on the other side of me. “What’s going on? Whose sloppy seconds? And did you bring me back what I asked for?”
“We did. She didn’t put up much of a fight, I was slightly disappointed in Raven’s old lady. She kept insisting we had the wrong person.”
Talon’s head fell back and he roared with laughter. “Yeah, like we’d make a mistake like that. Gotta give her some credit for trying.”
“Yeah, said she was some model. Wanted us to check online for her.”
“Uh-huh. She was where our informant told us she’d be?” he asked. “The Revenants’ bar?”
“Just a mile or so down the road from the bar, walking.” Ash answered.
Raven frowned. “Walking?”
“When we arrived at the bar for her the bartender said she had a car broken down a bit away, but it’s her all right,” I supplied.
He nodded. “Fair enough. Did one of you grab the car?”
Ash and I locked gazes. Fuck. That was a rookie oversight.
Grabbing his cell phone from the inside pocket of his vest Talon said, “Once we’re done with this call, you’ll go get the car if it’s still there.”
We didn’t have to ask who he was calling; he was calling Raven. If everything went as planned then Talon’s twenty-one-year-old daughter, who was framed by the Evil Revenants, would no longer be an escaped felon but would be free with her record cleared to live her life whichever way she desired. She wasn’t cut out for a life of crime, and hiding wasn’t the way to live – not for her anyhow.
Once the phone began to ring, Talon put the phone on speaker and set it on the table between us.
“Ya,” a gruff voice finally answered on the other end.
“Raven?”
“Yeah, what of it. Who is this?”
“We have your old lady and we have some demands if you want her back.”
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
“Who the fuck is this?” The voice became savage.
“I think you know. If you want her back unharmed then this is how it’s going to go down. You fuckers framed my daughter and so I want a confession and the person who framed her to give themselves up to the cops. We both know the meth in her apartment was planted by your crew – we don’t deal in that shit. I want a confession and once Lily can be free to walk the streets then you can have Gabriella back.”
“I suggest you release her now if you do in fact have her. You don’t want to escalate things with us,” the voice on the other end snarled.
“Doesn’t need to come to that. My daughter’s freedom for Gabriella’s. Easy enough. If your men try to storm my base or hurt my men, I’ll kill her without hesitation. She’s not here anyhow – she’s tucked safely away until you do what needs to be done. I hope we’re clear.”
There was another long silence. For a moment I thought he may have hung up, but he finally replied, “I want to talk to her.”
“Not gonna happen right now. Maybe another time.”
More silence, then, “I’ll get back to you.”
Then the call disconnected before any of us could reply.
Talon nodded. “All right then. Let’s just see how this all plays out.”
“It’ll work, boss,” Ash assured him.
Talon fell back onto the wooden chair and released a huff of air. “Yeah. It will.” He looked from me to Ash and back again. “I want that car brought here immediately and concealed. Neither of you are to touch our guest. If Gabriella is released unharmed then it might save us from going to war with the Revenants. That includes neither of you are to be fucking her as well, are we clear?”
“Crystal,” Ash and I replied in unison.
