Page 64 of Axe
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Axe
“Yeah,” I said in a gruff voice as I answered the phone. It was early—too fucking early to be answering the damn phone. But it was Cal and so I had no choice but to pick up.
“Need you to get here,” he said and I could tell that there was something going on by the sharpness in his tone. “The Valories just showed up at the gates.”
“Fuck. What the hell dotheywant?” I asked as I jumped out of the bed and reached for my pants.
“I don’t know. Get here so we can find out,” he all but barked.
“On my way,” I said as I reached for my shirt and cut.
Allison rolled over, her naked body covered mostly with the sheet. Her hair a wild mess spread out on the pillows that I’d finally gotten around to getting. I smiled down at her but I could tell it did nothing to ease the worry she had within.
“I gotta go to the clubhouse. I’ll be back,” I said then bent down and kissed her soft lips. “It’s all good, babe. Don’t worry.”
Though as I said those words, I had a feeling it wasn’t. No way to know until I got there and so, I headed off as fast as I could. The sooner I reached the clubhouse, the sooner I would know why The fucking Valories were at our door.
The Valories were an all chick MC out of Virgina. We had never really had a run in with them before. For the most part, we were on different sides of the law and neither one of our clubs wanted to mingle with the other. They didn’t want to tarnish their so-called good name and we didn’t, well, I wasn’t sure why we had an aversion to them. I think it may have had something to do with things that happened long before my time. Nobody had said anything to me before and I didn’t fucking ask.
I rolled up to the gate. Ten bikes were parked waiting at the gate. Two lines, forming pretty much a V to the entrance. I wondered if they planned that shit. I mean, I knew they were trying to be out of the way but keep close at the same time, so the formation made sense. Maybe it was just ironic.
All of them were sitting on their bikes, looking badass and ready to roll. They reminded me of Tank’s woman, Nadya. And even I could admit, that I was a bit frightened of them.
Prospect Dane rushed the gate open as I got close. Giving a chin lift out of respect to who I presumed was the leader, I continued on my way to the front door.
They were going to wait there until all of us were here and Cal gave the go ahead.
Ten minutes later, we filled in the meeting table in church. Loch was absent again and it didn’t surprise me. At a time like this, I couldn’t even be mad at him. He’d always done right by this club and been there for all the little shit, as well as the big. So it was time for the club to be there for him. And if that meant that he needed time away to take care of his family, then so be it.
“I don’t know why they’re here but I’m curious to find out. I know we haven’t really had anythin’ to do with one another, but if they rode all this way it must be somethin’ important. So let’s all stay calm and listen. I don’t want them knowin’ any of the shit we are goin’ through, so no matter what, keep your fuckin’ mouths shut.” Cal’s warning rang clear in the room and we all understood.
“Go get ‘em,” he said as he nodded to Brand.
Brand and Diesel headed out of the room and about five minutes later returned with three of The Valories in tow, one that was clearly their president.
Cal cleared his throat as an older woman took the seat at the opposite end as Cal. She sat down like she had the fucking right to and all Cal did was raise a brow at her.
Oh, this was about to get good.
Her hair was long and yellowish blonde. I would have guessed she was in her late forties, and despite her age, she was pretty hot. Not that I was fantasizing about her or wanted to tap that. She kept herself in shape and she wasn’t lacking in the tits at all. Then again, The Valories MC was known for one thing. Bounty hunting. Not only that but they went after the hard to find jumpers. The ones that fled and went into hiding. The most dangerous of the criminals. I was sure staying in shape went a long way in their job.
“I ain’t got all day, Sherri. The fuck you come rollin’ up on my gates without so much as a call first?” Cal said and though his words were harsh, his tone wasn’t.
“Caliber.” She shook her head like she couldn’t believe the prez. “Look, we heard that you have a problem.”
“No problems here,” he said cutting her off.
“Goddammit, Cal. Just shut up and listen to what I have to say. I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to be and I know you feel the same.”
I couldn’t believe she talked to Cal that way and more so, I couldn’t believe he sat there and took it. I would have liked to have said it was because she was a chick, but for some reason, I had a feeling it was something more.
“Go the fuck on then,” he barked, his eyes didn’t move away from her the entire time.
“This is The Devil’s Kings compound location.” As she held up a folded piece of paper I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard.
Holy fuckin’ shit balls!
