“There’s the bastard I know. Let’s fuckin’ do this shit and get your girl back,” he tells me. I nod my head and walk over to the dresser, grabbing a cigarette. I need something to calm my fucking nerves, and this is the best I can do right now.
“When are they ready?”
“Ten minutes. We got our boys comin’ in to help. We’ll have the place covered.”
“Good. It’s a big ass place,” I remind him. He nods his head as I smoke my cigarette, trying to ease the tension I feel.
After I’m finished, I snuff it out in the ashtray and follow Pike out of my room and down the hall. By the time we get back in the main room everyone is armed and ready. Van tosses me an extra gun, which I gladly take and shove into the front of my jeans. I glance around the room as the other girls start cleaning up the mess. I see Mask with his old lady, kissing her hard before we have to leave to take care of this. That’s what I want. I want what they have. I want a woman who will be here waiting for me to get back. A woman who will love me regardless of what I’ve done or what I’m going to do. I roll my head around my neck to ease the tension before pulling my gaze away from them.
It is a complete fucking mess. This whole thing is. I bought her. How could I expect her to want to stay with me? How could she look at me and not see a monster who buys women and forces them to do things they don’t want to do? The thought alone makes me cringe and rethink everything I’ve been doing. I won’t do it again, not to her. I can’t.
“You ready for this?” Mask asks me. Shit, I didn’t even notice him walk over to me.
“Yeah, I’m ready. They stole our girls.”
“Your girl.”
“She’s mine, Mask. However that plays out, she’s still mine,” I tell him. He nods his head before slapping a hand on my shoulder.
“Then we get her back. It’s that simple. You think they’d try and resell her?” he asks.
“I don’t know. Possibly. She’s different. She isn’t the typical blondes they usually get. Redheads are hard to come by in their line of work.”
“Heard that. We’ll figure this out. We’ll get her back. Then I expect her to be chained to the bed again,” he chuckles.
“I might just do that.”
“I know you would.”
“I bet Bunny is pissed,” I tell him. She was once kidnapped before in a war between our club and another. She wasn’t hurt or anything, and we got her back, but to be kidnapped a second time? I can’t even imagine.
“Oh, I know she is. She’s gonna have to get a raise around here,” he laughs.
“No shit.”
“Let’s go. Let’s ride,” he declares as I nod my head. I’m ready for this. I’m ready to end this shit. I’m ready to get her back even though she hasn’t been gone that long. It feels like forever, and I don’t like that feeling.
We head for the door when I see the other guys already here and ready to go. I fist-bump a few before climbing on my bike and pulling my helmet on. Then I’m revving the engine and waiting for the others to get in line. Once we’re all ready, Mask pulls out and heads in that general direction. We don’t really have a plan for this shit. We don’t really need one. We’ll go in there gun blazing and take out their little trafficking ring. It’s as simple as that.
Chapter 19
Addison
My eyes widen in surprise when I see where we’ve been taken. I can’t believe we’re here. Why are we here?
“What is this place?” Bunny asks as we’re ushered out of the back of the van and into the garage at the back of the house.
“It’s Free’s brother’s place. He brought me here once.”
“What? Why would his brother take us?” Then, it hits me. The party. The girls. But he knew I was with Free. Did he think that I wasn’t? That I was fair game?
“I bet you’re all wondering what you’re doing here, and the answer is simple, really,” I hear Jamie’s voice and turn to see the man himself standing in the doorway that leads inside.
“What is going on, Jamie?” I ask. His eyes shoot to mine and narrow there. He doesn’t look happy to see me, and that makes me wonder.
“You don’t address me by my name. To you all, I’m Sir. If you choose to disobey me, there will be consequences. Do you understand?” None of the girls make a sound except me.
“Fuck this. Does Free know you did this?” I yell at him. Before I know what’s happening, a fist lands in my stomach, and I double over, trying to catch the breath that escaped me. The man moved so quickly I didn’t even see him there.