Page 25 of Rooster's Redemption

Well, shit. Now I have to act like I haven’t heard a thing before I enter. I step away from the door, walking further down the hallway so I can’t hear the Russian’s response. The door handle jiggles and I open the file, acting like I’m looking at it when the door swings open. I feel a set of eyes on me but I don’t look up. I can see the man in my peripheral and regret it. He has a jagged scar running down the side of his left eye, his dark hair is slicked back and his eyes are a cold grey steel. He isn’t much taller than me, but the man radiates evil. He smirks before leaving with another man shorter than him, hot on his heels.

I step forward once they’re out of sight and enter Mr. Rockford’s office. He’s sitting behind his desk, drinking a glass of whiskey. His hands are shaking slightly as he brings the glass to his lips. Whoever those men are scared the shit out ofmy boss and he isn’t a man to scare easily. He’s the top defense attorney in the state of Michigan. His criminal case is the best in US History. To say he isn’t afraid to defend the worst of the worst is an understatement. But looking at him right now, you’d think someone threatened his dick.

“Here’s the information you requested, Mr. Rockford,” I tell him, dropping the file on his desk.

“Thank you, Lucas. Was there any trouble?” Mr. Rockford asks, picking up the file.

“Negative, sir. As you can see, the man in question has been snooping around for a week now. He wasn’t able to get any information because of my security measures.” I answer, moving my hands behind my back.

“Good, good.” He answers, flipping through the file. “And I take it all the proper protocols have been set up?”

“Yes, sir. Within a week, he won’t know what hit him.” I want to ask who those men were in here but I have a feeling he won’t tell me. So, I don’t.

“Good, good.” He flips the folder shut and stares at me. His beady little eyes narrow in my direction. “Anything else?”

“No, sir.”

“Good, go home, fuck your old lady and be back here tomorrow morning at eight a.m. I’ll have another job for you.” Mr. Rockford dismisses me with a wave of his hand.

I leave his office and a dark foreboding feeling flits deep in my stomach. I have a feeling this won’t be the last time Rockford has me do this type of work.

Chapter

Sixteen

ROOSTER

“And I was right. Rockford had me move a lot of money from one account to another in a span of a year. By the time I told him to shove it up his ass, he had more than ten million dollars sitting in several bank accounts all over the country. I kept all the files on him and have been draining his accounts for the last four years. That’s why I think they’d take Alyssa there. To get back at me.” I finish telling my brothers why I think Alyssa and Elsa will be at the office.

“What’s the plan, Prez?” Ace, my best friend asks. There’s cold, hard vengeance in his eyes.

Kayne fingers his goatee, his icy blue eyes are lost in thought. “Here’s what we’re going to do. Rooster, Blayde, Ace and I will go to the office building. Tex, Stryker, Maddox and Duke will take the strip joint. Axel, Damon, Talon and Knuckles will take the warehouse. Tatt and Rebel will stay with the Ol’ Ladies and keep them safe. I’m also calling in Reaper to watch over the Clubhouse. Since our numbers are limited, we need all the help we can get.” Kayne slams his gavel onto the scared table. Brothers start rising to leave the Chapel. “Oh, one other thing, brothers. If you find Steam, I want him alive. Kingston I don’tgive a fuck about. One other thing, Rooster, since you’re going with us, I need eyes on our locations. I’m putting Tatt on it, as long as you’re good with him in your space.”

“Aye, Prez. I don’t mind as long as he doesn’t fuck with anything.” I agree.

Everyone agrees with the plans and files out of the Chapel, leaving Kayne, Blayde and me sitting here. Kayne leans forward, lighting up a cigarette. He inhales and exhales a puff of smoke before his gaze lands on me. “Are you really serious about Alyssa?”

“Yes, Prez. I want to make her my Ol’ Lady when we get her back.” I answer with no hesitation.

“What about the kid?” Blayde asks, leaning forward so his elbows are resting on the table.

“No matter what the paternity test says, I will claim her as mine. Elsa is a part of Alyssa, even if she didn’t give birth to her. I’m not letting either of them go.” I say with a sigh of relief. “Alyssa is mine, just as I am hers. No matter what happens, she has given me another chance to breathe again and come alive again. I won’t give up like I did with Phoebe.”

Kayne slaps the palm of his hand on the table. “Then let’s lock and load, brother and bring your woman and child home.”

We stand up and exit the Chapel. Walking into the kitchen, I look around and see all my brothers, checking over their weapons, waiting for me. One by one they stand up and slap me on the back before exiting the room. The brotherhood of this club is strong. This feeling right here makes me proud to be a Savage Saint.

Poison is the last to approach. The look in her eyes makes me want to cup my balls but I don’t. I stand tall, waiting for whatever she wants to dish out. Poison stands in front of me with her hands on her hips. “If you hurt her, I will cut off your balls and feed them to you. Are we clear?”

“Crystal.” I nod once.

“Good, now go get my sister back. She has a niece or nephew who needs her in their life.” Poison hugs me before walking over to Kayne. He plants a long kiss on her lips that should be X-rated.

“Get a fucking room.” Ace chuckles from the island.

“Wait, Ace. One of these days you’re going to meet a woman and she will knock you on your ass.” Poison counters.

“She would have to be some kick-ass woman to put up with the likes of this grumpy fucker.” Tex drawls from across the room.

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