Page 45 of Property of Mercy
“Mercy, let go of our VP,” Blitz grumbles from behind me.
“I’ll let him go when he tells me where in the fuck Ainsley is,” I tell him, shaking the man.
“No, you will let him go right the fuck now.We’ve got enough shit going down right now.You storming around the clubhouse like a rage fucking bear isn’t needed.Now let him the fuck go,” Blitz states.
Raider smirks.“Why don’t we step into my office?”
“I will step into your office when you tell me where I can find her,” I snap, unable to see or hear reason in this moment.
“She is safe,” Raider tells me.
“Unless you’re going to tell me she is in my room with a prospect on the door, then I need to fucking see her right the fuck now.”I’m vibrating with anger at this point and about to explode.
“Pull up the cameras.Let’s show him what he’s asking for so we can get this meeting underway.The faster it’s done, the faster the rot can be removed from within.”Raider calls over to Hermes, who is sitting in a chair across from Raider’s desk.
“Yes, sir,” Hermes calls, clicking a few things before turning the computer toward me.
Slowly I let go of Raider and step into the office toward the computer.What I see is Ainsley asleep on the little mattress.I watch it closely, and after a few heartbeats, I notice something strange.I watch it again and see the same thing.
“Someone set a stopwatch.Get ready to start it when I say.”I lean closer to the screen and watch intently.
“What are you seeing?”Blitz asks, leaning in close behind me.
“Now,” I call as I watch the shadow move across the floor.
“Stop,” I bark when the shadow changes.
When the shadow shifts in the exact same pattern, I shout, “Now!”
I see the same shift in the other direction and call for them to stop.
“That was the same exact time.Mercy, what are you seeing?”Hermes’s words are all that I need to confirm what I thought.
“Damn it, son,” Blitz exclaims, as I turn beating feet to get to the cell door.
I hear Blitz telling the others what we saw.The camera feed was on a loop.What they thought they were watching live wasn’t, and that means we have no damn idea of what is happening in that cell.When I arrive at the place in the wall that conceals the door that acts as a cell for those we don’t plan to necessarily cause physical harm to, I place my hand on the wall just over the palm reader and the door unlatches.The lock on the door hisses as it slides open.I slam through the door and the sight in front of me removes all reason.
Relic is sitting on Ainsley’s back, holding her in a choke hold.Her hair is wild, and her shirt is ripped and laying awkwardly over her body.Her face is red as his hold is meant to kill her.
“Mercy, she tried to fucking kill me.I was just protecting myself,” Relic’s panicked voice carries across the room.
The monster is in full control at this point.I march across the room without a word and punch the man in the temple.As soon as I make contact, he is out cold.He collapses on top of Ainsley, who is gasping for oxygen.A shadow falls over me as I reach out and pull the soon-to-be dead fuck off my little lamb.I drop him unceremoniously on the floor beside her.Reaching down, I scoop her up, holding her to my chest as I turn to leave the room, not looking back.
Raider, Blitz, Remedy, and Terro are standing in the hall when I get out there.They all give me a head nod as I make my way past them.
“Don’t touch him until I get there.He will pay for it all.”My tone is enough to make them all take a large step back from me.
“He’ll be there and waiting for you to arrive.Before we get started, there is something that I want you to see.”Raider’s two-tone eyes hold so much rage in them I know whatever it is he needs to talk about, I may not recover from.
“Does she need medical attention?”Remedy wonders, eyeing the still gasping woman in my arms.
“I’ll call you if we need you,” I tell him as I carry Ainsley through the great room to the hallway that leads to my room.
When we make it there, I push into my room, not bothering to turn on the lights as I make my way over to my bed.I sit on the edge, cradling her to my chest.I don’t say a word as she starts to breathe more normally.
“Mercy,” she whispers so low that I almost didn’t hear her.
“What is it, Little Lamb?”I ask her, running my still shaking hand up and down the outside of her thigh.
