Page 36 of Out for Blood

She bounced up from the couch as if she’d had a firecracker lit under her ass. “Got it. Let’s go to the shop and find a design we like, hey?”

“Let me grab my bag,” I groaned, knowing, somehow, that I was going to regret this.

ACE

Chains, Hawk and I moved towards the house that belonged to Neal Foley. The fucking chief of the police department and Sheridan’s ex-husband, but I didn’t care right now. I didn’t care how fucking reckless this was. He needed a lesson.

Hawk threw his leg up and kicked the door in. I marched forward into the foyer of the fancy ass home, wondering what the hell Sheridan ever saw in this fucker. She’d never been about money, or even cared about it growing up, and yet she had married him just a year after I left. Neal appeared at the top of the stairs and peered down at us, half asleep. A knowing smile landed on his face and he made his way down the stairs.

“That was really fucking stupid. An outlaw MC barging into a police chief’s home, causing damage.”

“You stay away from Sheridan, Shauna and Ryleigh.”

“Can’t do that,” he said, an edge to his voice that I didn’t like. “You see, Sheridan is still married to me, which means I own that bitch. She may be having fun with you for now, but she’s still mine. I’m simply loaning her to you. Don’t worry, I’ll send you a bill once you’re done.”

The rage that bled over me in that moment was unstoppable. I launched at him, dragging him to the ground and landing punch after punch into him. Blood splattered over my face and my chest as he gasped for air. Hawk pulled me off him, my rage only fuelled on more at the damage I’d done to his face.

“What you wanna do, Prez?” Chains asked. I knew what he meant. He wanted to know if we would finish this and bury him, or if we would walk away, protect the girls and find another way to defeat him.

“Take him out to the woods,” I told them. Hawk nodded, grabbing the beaten and bloody fucker from the floor with Chains’ help as I walked back to my bike and pulled my phone out. I made a quick call to the clubhouse and told them to bring the van here. We needed to clean this up. There was no way I could let this guy live.

Not now.

Not with the threats he was making. But I already knew it was the way he spoke about Sheridan, for the pain he’d caused her over the years, for everything he was threatening to do to those girls…his own goddamn daughters…he didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as them. I had to protect them.

I rode out to the woods ahead of them. It would be me that ended that fucker.

Once and for all.

Chapter Seven

ACE

My phone rang, echoing throughout the vast secluded woods, scaring off the birds in the trees above me. The boys hadn’t turned up with Neal yet, so I knew they must have gotten lost.

I pulled it out to see it was Kirby.

“Yeah?”

“You need to come back to the clubhouse.”

“Why?”

“Something’s happened. Hawk and Chains are in the hospital and Orla is here freaking the fuck out about Sheridan and the girls.”

My heart sank.

I got on my bike and tore through the roads toward the clubhouse, my heart felt as if it were being pulled apart in every direction, all sorts of scenarios playing out in my head the entire way back. Why the fuck hadn’t I stayed with them?

Once I got to the compound, I saw the bikes were all lined up but one of our vans was missing. Why the fuck were they in the hospital? They were right behind me.

I ran inside to find Orla pacing like a mad woman, her face full of tears while Bear tried to get her to drink some water.

“What is it?”

Orla’s eyes lit up when she saw me. She raced over to me. “He came…he came for them, Coop. He’s got the girls.”

“Sheridan?”

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