Chapter One
Hawk looked up at the commotion by the door of the bar. He and his men watched as four bikers dragged a woman in, and Hawk could tell she didn’t want to be there and was terrified.
Brick nudged him. “Yo, man, look at that.”
Hawk nodded. “I see it.”
“Are we going to do anything to help her?” Ink asked.
Hawk nodded but kept his gaze on the men and woman. What the fuck were they thinking terrorizing someone so much smaller than them?
One of them grabbed onto her breast hard, making her scream.
Hawk slammed back the rest of his beer, and headed toward them. He stood with his hands on his hips, knowing his men were behind him. Not that he needed them because these guys were his, and they knew not to get involved unless he asked.
“What the fuck do you want?” one of them said.
“I wanted to know why you’re such a pussy. Does it make you feel like men hurting a small person?”
One of them got in his face making him smile. “Stand down, men,” he said to his guys, hearing a few of them groan.
“He never lets us have any fun,” Brick said.
Hawk rolled his eyes. They sounded like preschoolers.
He concentrated his attention on the fuckwad in front of him. “How about this? If you let her go now, I won’t hurt you too badly. If you don’t … well, you won’t be seeing another sunrise.”
The man snorted and looked over his shoulder at his friends. “Did you hear that? This fucker is going to hurt us.”
Hawk smiled at the fake whiny tone of the man. “I guess that means you want it the hard way.”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
Hawk slammed his head into the man’s nose. When the guy cried out, he rammed his knee into his groin, making him fall to the ground and wither. One of them rushed toward him only to land on his back unconscious from the blow. The guy holding the woman in front of him as a shield was next.
“Fucker, back off, or I’m breaking her neck.”
“No, you’re not.” Hawk moved fast, whipping his knife from his belt and throwing it at the man catching his throat.
The man released the girl to grip the hole in his neck. Hawk guessed he had a minute to live before he bled out. He turned and concentrated on the last one.
Just as he expected, the man roared and came at him. Hawk sidestepped at the last moment bringing his hand down on the back of his neck. The man fell to his face and groaned. Hawk kicked him hard in the side, making him grunt. He stood off to the side, looking disgusted. “That was pitiful. You should have listened to me, fuckers.”
“Can we have them now, Boss?” Razor said.
Hawk looked toward the woman who stood shaking against the wall. “Yeah, take them out back first. I don’t think the owner of the place wants more blood on the floor.”
His men whooped and dragged the men off the floor and outside.
He walked closer to the woman. Fuck, he could tell she was trying hard to hold it together and even raised her chin.
“I … I’ll fight you. I’d rather be dead than gang-raped.”
Hawk rolled his eyes. “Babe, that’s what I just saved you from.”
Her eyes flickered around the room. “But you guys…”
“Won’t do a damn thing but get you where you need to go.”