Page 23 of Rooster's Redemption

“Let her go, please,” I beg the man. “I’ll do anything you want, just please let her go.”

He releases a harsh laugh, “You’ll do what the fuck I want anyways. Having her here assures you’ll listen.”

I turn my head away from my little girl and come face to face with the monster. He has on a worn leather cut with Presidenton the left breast and Steam below it. On the right, it has the Original patch and one percenter below that. I try wracking my brain on who this man is but come up empty. I’ve never seen him before in my life. His weathered face has a hard edge to it and his pale green eyes are watching me, waiting to see what I’ll do.

Movement behind Steam grabs my attention. A man dressed in a pristine dark suit and tie with slicked-back hair comes into view. His cold eyes assess me and it all comes flooding back. Khandi and I were closing the bar for the night when three men kicked the door open. Khandi ran off into the back and two of the men followed her. My feet were frozen to the floor behind the bar until I heard her scream and cry, begging for them to stop raping her. I tried to get to her but the third man grabbed my hair from behind and wrapped his hand around my throat. The two men stayed in the back and I had to listen to their grunts and moans as they raped her. She finally fell silent and the two men came back out, blood covering their hands. They smirked at each other before heading in my direction.

One tried to touch me and I slapped his hand away from my chest. He backhanded me, sending my body flying into the open room. I grabbed a chair and tried to fight the three men off but they were bigger than me and stronger. The two that hurt Khandi finally pinned me down onto the floor and were in the process of yanking off my shorts when another man stepped in. He had on a dark suit and slicked back dark hair. He told the men not to touch me and beat the crap out of the man who was going to rape me. The second man backed away with his arms raised. The third man held onto me so I couldn’t escape.

After that, the man who stopped them injected me with something in my neck and it was lights out.

“I see she’s remembering what happened.” The man in the dark suit tsks.

“You killed Khandi.” I accuse.

He releases a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “No, I didn’t but my men did. Which is why one is dead and the other is wishing for death. Khandi was a good fuck and she wasn’t supposed to be there, but I guess that’s what happens when you climb into bed with a man like me.”

“I don’t get it. What do you want from us?” I ask.

“I want your little fuck boy to suffer the way he’s made me suffer.” The man straightens his suit jacket and checks his watch. “Steam, it’s almost time.” The man leaves the basement with the Russian on his heels.

“Right behind you, Dean.” Steam leans in close, his hot breath fanning across my face. “You be a good little bitch and I’ll let you live.” His eyes trail down my body and back up again. “For now.” He rises to his full height and turns around. My stomach drops when I see the back of his cut. Savage Saints MC is the top rocker and Detroit, MI is the bottom rocker. Oh no, this is the man Poison and Kayne and the rest of the Savage Saints have been talking about taking down. Do they know he has me and Elsa? Is this a trap?

Once Steam climbs the stairs and closes the door, Elsa starts whimpering. I turn to look at her and she’s sitting on the ground about three feet away from me, has a gag around her mouth, her hands are tied behind her back and fear in her dark eyes. I have to get out of these bindings and get to her.

“Elsa, honey. I need you to stay calm. Can you move?” I gently ask her. Elsa nods her little head. “OK, I need you to make your way over to me as carefully as you can. Can you do that?”

Elsa nods her head and starts shuffling her little butt in my direction. “Good, that’s good, baby girl. Keep coming.” I contort my body as much as possible without choking myself and try to move my hands from behind my back. It’s no use. I can’t scoot back far enough to do it successfully.

Elsa is next to me and she leans against my side, her little body shaking. I take a deep breath and savor this moment of finally touching my little girl. “Elsa, I need you to stand up. Can you do that?” She slowly stands, using the wall for support. “Good, baby girl. Good. Now bend over while bending your knees and bring your hands with you so they slide down the back of your knees.”

Elsa does what I ask and before long, her hands are bound in front of her instead of behind her. I release a deep sigh. She’s almost free. “Good job. Now remove your gag.” Elsa does and she sobs. She throws her arms around my neck.

“Mommy, I’m scared.” The fear in her little voice almost breaks me.

“I know, baby. I’m scared too. But guess what?” I say with a watery smile.

“What?”

“I found someone I want you to meet when we get out of here. He’s an incredibly special man and he means a great deal to me. Would you like to meet him?”

Elsa nods her head yes against my shoulder. “OK, I need you to loosen the rope around my neck for me so I can move better. Can you try?”

“Ok, mommy. I’ll try.” Elsa’s face pinches in concentration as she works the knots in the rope. After a little bit, it finally gives away. I breathe a sigh of relief and start shimmying my way up the wall. Once I’m standing, I shake the tingles out of my legs and arms then move my hands in front of me, the way I told Elsa. Once my hands are in front of me, I reach for Elsa and pull her into me, hugging her.

“Ok, baby. Now we need to get your free.” I work the knots out of Elsa’s bindings, fear ripping through my body that this is taking too long. I hear movement above us of shuffling feet, shouting and then silence. I finally get the last knot out of Elsa’sropes and she starts working on mine, while I work on the ropes around my ankles. Footsteps surround us above our heads once the last bit of rope comes free.

“Come on, we need to get out of here,” I tell Elsa, grabbing her hand. Together, we quietly make our way to the bottom of the stairs, but it’s too late. The door creaks open and a man stands at the top of the stairs. Looking around quickly, I usher Elsa to a dark corner behind the stairs. Together we hunch down, fear radiating from both of us. I wrap her little body tightly around mine and pray.

Heavy footsteps echo down the wooden stairs and I squeeze my eyes shut. My heart is hammering inside my chest and Elsa’s little body trembles underneath my hold. This is it. They’re going to find us and we’re going to die.

Vengeance replaces the fear thrumming through my body and I quietly set Elsa on her feet. I won’t go down without a fight. Not today, not ever again. I’ve let bad men ruin me in the past, I won’t let it happen again. The dark figure slowly moves in our direction and I’m on the balls of my feet, ready to pounce. Once he gets closer, I do just that. I jump on the man’s back, knocking us both to the ground and putting him in a chokehold.

“Fuck, woman.” A familiar voice growls underneath me.

“Oh, shit.”

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