Page 29 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

Torrent

“Wakey-wakey,”I hear him yell before the top comes off of my crate.God, I hate him.I can see better this morning—not exactly clear, but I can make out faces.For instance, the guy grabbing me and pulling me from the crate is as ugly as I imagined he was.Most of his features are blurry, but I can make out his beard, which is bushy and unkempt.His eyebrows are much the same and his eyes are small and even though I can’t focus on them I know that they are as cold as the rest of him.

“Ow!”I cry when he grabs me by the hair, pulling it.

“You got a date with your daddy,” he growls and fear grips my heart so tightly I can’t breathe.

“Please, don’t bring my dad into this.You don’t have to?—”

“Good thing you’re pretty because you sure are stupid as fuck.This has always been about your daddy, you bitch.”

I let him drag me, I don’t bother fighting—not now.I try my best to keep my head clear because I know I’m going to need it soon.He drags me to the wall that faces the front entrance and thankfully pushes an old tattered T-shirt over my naked body.It’s not much—but I’m thankful for it.

My eyes are watering, but I can clearly make out a bright red double door.The man brings his knee up and plants it into my stomach.I go down instantly, gasping as the wind leaves my body.Once I hit the floor, he grabs one of my wrists, pulling it to a chair.Then he slaps a shackle on my wrist.I yank it, trying to get away, but I can’t.It’s attached to the leg of the chair.It’s not like the chair is lightweight either.It’s heavy and big enough that two people could probably fit into it.I pull again and again, hoping something is off and I can get free.The man punches me in the face and I instantly feel blood begin to seep from my lip.I go down, the world moving too swiftly and the pain colliding with nausea.

“Dodger’s walking up the dock,” another voice says.

“Please,” I start, wanting to beg for my dad’s life.I’d be willing to promise anything.I don’t want my dad to die because of me.

“I really like it when you beg,” the man laughs.He tightens his hand on my chin, lifting my head up, pulling me to him.My face is inches from him and he’s leering—even through my bad vision and panic I can see that.“Give me a kiss.If you’re good enough I might make you my pet,” he says and his breath washes over me.With all the other odors around me I shouldn’t be able to smell it as much as I do, but it’s so strong it makes me sick.His teeth are black, as if he spends his time doing Meth.His bad skin would indicate that too.I can’t even pretend to go along with him.Instead, I spit at him.He slaps me hard, my face jerking to the side with the force of the hit.

“Torrent!”my father yells from the door and he tries to make it to me, but two men grab him almost instantly.They’re big men, but even then my father nearly drags them to get to me—that is, until one of the men hits him over the head with something and my father goes down, instantly knocked out.

I scream; I can’t do anything else.

I’m powerless to help him… or myself.

Chapter21

Dodger

“Fuck,”I growl.

My head feels like there’s a damn Greyhound bus running through it.I look around, my eyes slowly and painfully adjusting to the light.

“Well, look at that.You rebound pretty good, Dodger—for an old man.You were only out a couple of minutes.Here I thought you’d sleep through all of the fun.”

I look up and see a face I never thought I’d look at again.

“I should have known you’d be behind this.”

“You should have known not to back out of the deal I brokered.”

“I didn’t ask you to broker it.”

“But you’ve been around.You know the game.You wanted to roll the dice in your neighborhood, you got to play the whole game—not just parts of it.”

“I will not run women in my city.I told you that.Fuck, most of those women are younger than my daughter,” I tell Carter.

Carter is low-level slime.The Korean Mafia use him to broker their deals.He came to my club wanting to work out a deal with some petty shit.I’d use some of my pledges and younger members to act as enforcers for their illegal gambling and extortion rackets.It tried out my boys before I made them full-fledged members and kept our coffers filled with easy cash.Eventually Carter approached us about some drug smuggling.That turned into a more lucrative business and I didn’t have a problem with it.When sex trafficking was on the table I said no.Most of my men were for it, but I didn’t put it to a vote.I vetoed that shit immediately.That wasn’t something I ever wanted to get into.I’m not a fucking saint and I’m about as dirty as they come, but I draw the line at kidnapping women off the street and shipping them out of the States.There’s plenty of bitches that choose to spread their legs for money; I’m not about to force innocent girls into it.If someone did that to my daughter I’d cut their body into little squares and feed it to my fucking fish.

“And that’s your downfall, Dodger.”

“What’s that?”I ask him, sitting up.A wave of dizziness falls over me, but I fight back.I can’t be sure how long I’ve been out.I know Wolf and the boys are probably already working their way through the back of the building.I need to keep Carter distracted.I suspected it was an enemy.I had no idea it was the Koreans that called for my head.I actually feel better knowing it’s this fucking punk.I’m even feeling better about my chances of survival knowing Carter here is calling the shots.

I move my hand to my back, feeling for my gun under my cut.I didn’t really expect for it to be there.I know disappointment when I confirm that it’s gone.

“Looking for this, Dodger?”Carter asks.I jerk my gaze up to him and see him waving my Glock.“You really are slipping, old man.Walking in here to try and save the day and instead you’re at my mercy.”

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