Page 47 of New Beginnings
“Shit! Grab Tiny. I got Abrams.”
Schizo nodded then Kilo, and him tried to get Tiny off the floor which wasn’t the easiest thing to do. Tiny weighed well over three hundred pounds and stood about six-foot six. He was a big motherfucker.
Tiny winced in pain and let out a series of hisses as they lifted him. The sounds were music to my ears. He wasn’t dead. At least not yet. From what I’d seen of his wound, the quicker we got him to the clubhouse the better.
I helped Rebel off the floor, then looked her over. She had no visible bruises, but she winced when I helped her up.
“I got to get out of here,” I said, resting my forehead against hers just relishing in our closeness. “Caesar is going to stay with you and Rumi. He’ll give you the run down on what to say to the cops.”
“Thank you,” she said, when I pulled away. “You saved us.”
“No, that call saved you. But I’ll always be here whenever you need me.”
“You guys can kiss later!” Kilo shouted as him and Schizo moved as quickly as they could with Tiny out the door. “We got to go!”
“Fuck, I got to go, sweetheart.” I pecked her lips then grabbed her hands. “Follow Caesar’s lead and he’ll bring you to the clubhouse when the cops get done.”
“Okay, just be careful.”
With a smile on my face, I winked. “Always.”
I reached down, picked up Detective Abrams, then threw him over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry and rushed out the door as fast as I could. The sooner we got him back to the clubhouse the more information we’d find out. I knew Rev was itching to get his hands on him when we brought him back and do some of that crazy shit he liked to do, but I think it was my turn to have a little fun.
WHAT NOW!
Rebel Pierce
As J.D. disappeared out my door with Detective Abrams slung over his shoulders, a wave of relief washed over me, and I exhaled.
“My broken door,” I muttered.
That was close. Too close.
“Rebel, are you alright?” Caesar asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.
I looked at him and nodded. My sister still clung onto him, like her life depended on it, and he refused to let her go.
“Yeah, I’m good.” I took in a deep breath and released it. “I’m just glad you guys showed up when you did.”
“It was smart leaving that line open or we wouldn’t have been able to get here in time,” Caesar said.
“How’s your friend?” I asked.
Regardless, if I left the line on the phone open or not, if it hadn’t been for the big biker we might not be here. He helped us stay alive until the calvary showed up.
He shrugged. “Don’t know. But the cops should be here any minute. We need to have the same story. The guys got a little rowdy, but you kicked them out when they started fighting.”
I nodded. “Okay. Got it.”
“But what would be the reason a bunch of bikers would be at my sister’s apartment?” Rumi asked, pushing away from Caesar then putting some distance in between them.
It was the first words she had spoken since everything went down and the wild look of fear and concern still hung heavy in her eyes. Caesar sighed but said nothing. Even though my sister still had feelings for her ex-husband, in this moment, she only clung to him because it was her natural instinct to do so, once reality set in, she would do everything in her power to push her feelings down and push him away.
Caesar shrugged. “We tagged along with J.D. so the guys could meet, Rebel. It makes sense since our Prez is dating her.”
“Dating!” Rumi shouted.
I groaned as Rumi looked between me and Caesar.
