Page 23 of Sabotage

Maverick moves forward, snatches the hard drive from the man holding it, looks at it, and holds it out to Pirate. “Check to make sure this is it and that it hasn’t been accessed.”

“Yeah,” Pirate grunts, “I’ll make sure it hasn’t been tampered with in any way to make sure we don’t get fucked.”

I don’t know what that means, but I think it’s a good thing Pirate’s smart and knows what he’s doing when it comes to things like this. Fear courses through my veins, and I’m left trembling and doing my best to stay in the now and not let it get the best of me.

I’ve come a long way in the past years, and I won’t let this set me back. Not this. Not what Roy did.

Wait a minute.

Roy said something about Bishop informing him about me. That’s how he knew.

“Something’s not right,” I utter on no more than a breath for Sabotage to hear me. He gives a grunt sound in answer, and I continue. “Roy told me Bishop had called to tell him I was no longer in the hands of Master.”Calling that vile man Master leaves a bad taste in my mouth. “Why would he do that if he had other plans?”

“Good catch, baby,” he mutters, “Now, do me a favor and run up to our room and stay there. You don’t need to be in here for the rest of this.”

“I don’t think I could move if I wanted to,” I blurt, letting him hear the faint tremble in my voice.

“Right.” His hand finds my waist and strokes just under the edge of my shirt, giving me his strength.

“As I was saying,” Victor’s voice penetrates through the haze of Sabotage’s warmth, and I do everything in my power to ignore it. “We just want what belongs to us.”

“You had Nevaeh, Ryann, and my sister on that site,” War speaks up once again, his voice hard and chilling. “You also said you supposedly have contracts that these women signed. My sister never was in his possession.”

“Sweet Gianna signed while in Veronica’s establishment,” Victor answers nonchalantly, like it was no big deal. “We know she’s been out of state. She’s been busy talking to men that she has no business talking to. We also know that she’s been at the Satan’s Keepers MC, as it was reported just an hour ago that she’s left their property and is on the way home.” He grins and shoves his hands in his pockets while cocking a brow. “She might have received word that something was happening, and if she didn’t do as told, she’d end up losing everything she loves.”

“You bastard,” War snarls. Mayhem moves to block his path.

“I suggest you leave,” Viking announces. “If you come near any of our establishments, our women, or homes, we’ll make you regret ever fucking with us.”

“We want no war with you and your men,” Victor states. “Simply give us the women who belong to Bishop, and it’ll be done.”

“They’re not going anywhere with you,” Sabotage says, frightening me with the tone his voice takes on. It’s one I don’t think I’ve ever heard before. “You try and take them, I’ll gut you all myself.”

“Is that a threat?” Victor loses his calm demeanor.

“Nope, it’s a guarantee, I’ll fuck you up if you come anywhere near my woman or the others.” Sabotage takes a step away from me, and Rock steps in behind him to keep me shielded. “You seem to do your homework on people. So, you should know who I am. What I’m capable of, fuck with me, and you’ll regret it. Now fuckin’ get out of here before I decide to do just that and say fuck the rest.”

I’ve never, not once in the past two years, since these men rescued us, have I ever seen this side of Sabotage. He’s always been relaxed, at most a bit intense, never like this. It should scare me, but it doesn’t, not really. I could never be scared of him. He’s a protector and will do anything to make sure those he cares about are safe.

“You have two days to give back to us what’s ours,” Victor states and motions to his men. He looks to where I’m peeking out from behind Rock. “See you soon, little dove. You have a new home awaiting you.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” I find the strength to say, move from behind Rock to Sabotage. “I think you heard him.”

Victor doesn’t come back with a response as he and his men leave. He’s made his threat known.

The tension doesn’t leave the room when the door closes behind the men. If anything, it gets thicker.

“Ryann, you need to go upstairs,” Viking states, getting my attention, but he’s not looking at me. He’s watching Sabotage.

“But . . .” I twist to face Sabotage only to see the dark look on his face. Something’s not right.

“Go,” Sabotage orders.

“I can’t,” I whisper, not wanting to leave him.

“Ryann, you were told to go upstairs.” Sabotage growls, stepping toward me.

I lock my legs in place to keep from running away. With what happened I can’t run from him. Not when he needs me most. Something’s going through his head right now and he’s somewhere he doesn’t need to be, not alone to fight it back.

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