Page 14 of Pedal to the Metal
Chapter Eleven
Raze
I could hearher talking to Jager when she was in with him. Hearing her cry brought an unfamiliar ache to my chest. Once she started to cry harder, I was going to go in with her. I had this strong urge to comfort her. Then Mouse showed up with Saint, stopping me from going into the room.
Saint brought word that the Iron Lords know that Minx and Rivet are back in town. Which means Prez is more than likely going to want them on lockdown. I know he’ll do whatever he needs to do to keep his daughter safe.
Jager’s nurse let Minx stay in there without being interrupted as long as she could. I walked her out of the room and asked if she thought she was okay to drive. Of course she told me she would be fine.
She stepped out of my hold and walked a few feet away from us. She looks lost in her thoughts. I look back to Mouse and Saint.
“Mouse, keep an eye on our guy. Prez will send someone to take your place in a few hours,” I tell him. He gives me a nod and I go to Minx.
“Let’s go,” I say, placing my hand on the small of her back. We make our way down to the lobby with Saint following behind us. We get to the doors and are about to walk out to our vehicles. I stop Minx, hearing multiple Harley’s. The three Iron Lords go flying by.
“Shit!” Saint says. I get on the phone and call Prez.
“What the hell are the Lords doing here?” I hear Minx ask, but I don’t respond.
“Yeah,” Prez answers, sounding like he’s already ticked off.
“We got three Iron Lords riding around the hospital,” I tell him. He says something to someone on his end before responding.
“You and Minx get in her car and get here as quick as possible. I don’t think they know her car. Have Saint stay behind with Mouse. I’m sending Thor, Trigger, and Ratchet to take care of those pieces of shits,” he explains to me.
“You got it, Prez,” I respond and hang up. I relay his instructions to Saint and Minx. Saint leaves to go back to Mouse and I grab Minx’s arm. We head outside and stop, looking and listening for the Iron Lords. It sounds like they’re on the other side of the hospital now.
“Let’s go!” I shout and we take off toward Minx’s car. She jumps in and gets it started before I can get in and get my door shut.
“Buckle up, buttercup. You’re in for a ride.” Her strong front is back and she’s trying to lighten the mood. We’re out of the parking lot and headed for the clubhouse without any issues. Then I hear it. It’s one of the Iron Lords bikes. I know what the Savage Menaces bikes sound like. This one sounds like shit compared to any of ours.
“Raze, I think one of the Lords is following us,” Minx tells me. She keeps checking the rearview mirror. She’s been shielded from any club drama growing up. Living in Arizona for the last four years, she wasn’t around it then either. Now, they may be trying to take her to use against Prez.
“Just keep driving. Do your best to try to lose him,” I instruct. Her face breaks out into a Cheshire cat kind of grin, and we take off.
She’s weaving in and out of traffic, and handling her car like a fucking pro. Now is definitely not the time for a raging hard-on but fuck, she’s sexy as hell. We’re coming up close on the car in front of us, with little room to get in the left lane because of the car next to us. She speeds up just enough to cut off the car next to us and we’re in the clear. She takes off and we lose the Iron Lord.
We pull up to the clubhouse and Chains, one of our prospects, is manning the gate. I lean toward Minx’s window, her scent invading my senses.
“Hey, Chains, let us the fuck in!” I yell at him. His eyes bug out.
“Sorry, Raze! Didn’t see you in there!” Chains yells as he’s opening the gate. Minx pulls through the gate and parks next to all the other cages.
“The fuck is going on?” Prez shouts as we get out of the car.
“Hey, Pops,” Minx says with a small wave.
“Minx.” Prez has a hint of surprise in his voice. Minx runs up to him and wraps her arms around him. I see his lips move and a sad smile paints her face.
“We had one of the Lords try to follow us,” I tell Prez as I walk up to him. “Minx was able to lose the fucker though.”
“That’s because my girl has skills when it comes to driving,” he says proudly.
“She sure as fuck does,” I tell him. I wink at her and walk inside the clubhouse.
“About time y’all showed up!” Lolita smiles, coming to Minx for a hug.
“Women.” Prez shakes his head. “Raze, let’s talk.” He gestures in the direction of his office. I follow him. He sits down behind his desk as I close the door behind me. I sit in one of the chairs in front of him.
