Page 3 of Property of Mercy
“How long before church?”he growls.
“Good question.”I wave down the prospect behind the bar.“Bring me another beer and a glass of Scotch.”
Turning to my brother, eyeing him to make sure he is in control and not about to go off the rails, I probe, “You good?”
Blender’s dead eyes turn to me.“I’ve never been good and won’t start now.We need to get this done.It's been four goddamn years.I need to get church fuckin’ done so I can go relieve some shit.”
Understanding hits me.“I’ll go find Pres and get it done.”
Blender just gives me a stiff nod, taking a long pull off his bottle of whiskey.I stand going in search of Pres, doing a lap around the room.Not seeing him, I walk down the hallway toward his office.I knock on the solid wood door, waiting for permission to enter.When he gives it, I push the door open to find him with Lips in his lap grinding away.She throws her head back, moaning like a true porn star.
Smirking, I lean on the door frame, “I see now why you’re not ready for church.”
“Call church.I’ll be there shortly.Now unless you’ve got something else or want to join the party, get the fuck out,” Pres grunts fisting her hair.
Stepping back, I close the door and head to the common room, killing the music as I go.The noise goes quiet as everyone turns to look at me.
“Zip it up and put it away.We've got church, assholes.”I shout, making my way to the double doors with our club insignia burned into it.
I take my seat and watch as the rest of my brothers make their way into the room.Raider, our VP, takes his seat to the right side of the head of the table.With Terro, our Sergeant-at-Arms, to his right.Blitz, the Road Captain, takes his seat beside me and Blender sits to my left.The rest of my brothers and the officers make their way in and find their seats.It takes about ten minutes for Pres to make his way into the room.
“Let’s get this done,” Pres snaps, dropping his gavel on the table.
“Stevie boy told us everything that he knew before he decided to feed the pigs,” I snarl.
“That man told you what happened to Jenny?”Rhino whispers, his look of devastation at the loss of Jenny nothing new.
Rhino wanted Jenny to be his, but let her go to live a life that he could never give her.I believe on some level he blames himself for what happened to her.
“All he could tell us is he was one of the grabbers.He would grab them from the club and then turn them over to the men who would drug and sell them.The only thing he knew was he grabbed them and dropped them off at a shack-like bar on the edge of the marsh,” I recount to the room.
“That motherfucker was just a middleman,” Blender rumbles, rubbing his temples.“When do we go to the bar and hunt these motherfuckers down?”
“Soon,” Pres soothes.“Did you find out who owned the bar or where it was?”
“He told us it was on the marsh because that’s how they got the girls in and out,” I relay, making sure that I get all the information correct.
“Hermes, you do your thing.Make sure we haven’t missed anything in Stevie’s background that could lead us to the bar.When we have a location, we’ll deal with it.For now, let’s make sure there are no more surprises,” Pres states, dropping the gavel on the table and dismissing us.
“That’s not fucking good enough.Those assholes need to pay,” Blender grumbles low enough I’m the only one who can hear him.
“Go to the club and blow off some steam.We’ll get them,” I whisper back, eyeing him.
He gives a single stiff nod before standing and making his way out of the sanctuary and into the club.Sighing, I lean back in my chair, praying to whatever is in the universe that he doesn’t let his inner monster out unintentionally.
“Is he going to be okay?”Pope questions, rubbing the cross that’s always around his neck.
“We can only fucking hope.Right now, I need a damn drink and a taste of new pussy.”I don’t even try to hide how weary I feel right now.
2
AINSLEY
“We’re not really going to do this?”I growl, pissed that Gloria was able to talk me into coming with her tonight.
I’ve only been back in town two days and she’s already dragging me into something beyond crazy.
“Yes!We are.Stop being such a recluse and let’s go,” she snarls before throwing her door open and stepping out of the car.
