Page 8 of Fire And Ice

Luther shook his head. “What’s true?”

Swag paused as he hesitated to answer.

“Spit it the fuck out, Swag,” Luther demanded.

Swag let out a long breath. “Ok, but this is all just what I read online, okay Boss? I mean—”

“Will you fuckin’ explain, Swag?” Diesel demanded.

Swag nodded. “Her people...” He nodded his head at Amira. “Well, they weren’t normal?”

“Normal...” Luther raised a brow at him.

Swag looked nervous as he went on to explain, “They were people that...had some kind of supernatural...Um, power?”

Every person in the room stared at him as silence fell to a severe level. If there had been crickets, they would have sounded like their call was on a mega phone.

The front doors opened and in came Steel. He looked up at Luther. “We have another...guest.”

Luther tossed his arms up. “You don’t say?” He looked disgusted.

Steel looked disgusted as well as he turned to look at Amira. “I should have said that you have a guest.”

Amira frowned. “What do you mean I have a guest? I’m not expecting anyone. Well not yet anyway.”

“Not yet?’ Luther stared at her then narrowed his eyes. “Look woman, this is not a resort where you can fucking invite people!”

Steele snorted in agreement with his Prez, as he stated, “He claims to be your grandfather. Not only that but he demands to see you immediately.”

Amira snarled at him. “Don’t bother letting him in. I have nothing to say to that old bastard. I’ll stay right here.”

Steel glared at her. “Well la-di-freakin-da honey. We don’t have a choice and neither do you.”

She took a step back. “Go away. I’d rather go back down to the stinking dungeon. Tell Griffen Wicks to go to hell.”

Steel looked over at his President.

Luther nodded. “We need them all to leave, maybe this grandpa can take her home with him.”

Steel nodded at him. He stepped over to Amira and reached out to grab her but was shoved violently away. He slammed into the opposite wall behind him and slid to the floor in a heap. For a moment, he couldn’t believe what just happened. He got up from the floor and gawked at her. “What the fuck?”

The rest of the MC men all stood and stared at the spectacle.

Steel was the largest man here, hence being the Enforcer. He stood at almost seven foot and weighed over 340 pounds. He looked stricken and astonished as he glared at Amira.

She trembled all over as she looked from him up to Luther. “You don’t know who you’re fucking with.”

Luther now glared at her. “You are the one fucking with us. You are here uninvited and ever since you showed up, the list of trespassers is growing by the damned second. You need to leave.”

Amira seemed to look paler and paler by the second. “You don’t get it. I can’t leave. Even if I wanted to.”

Luther let out a long frustrated breath. “That just makes no sense. I don’t know what your game is but...” he paused and asked, “How the hell did you get out of your cell?”

Amira looked at him and shrugged. “I guess he...” She motioned at Diesel. “Forgot to lock the cell door?”

Diesel stared at her and then narrowed his eyes. “The hell I did!”

Luther glanced at him. He knew his man was smarter than that. He again sighed. “So this grandpa...Why do you refuse to see him?”

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