Page 104 of Menace

Maniac didn’t wait for him to settle in his chair before he started laying out his plan.

“As I said yesterday, I’ll be with you when the bitch comes back today and she has. She’s back with her little entourage. I’ve had her brought into the holding room, she’s being guarded by Lure and Denim right now. I wanted to see you before we go in. Make sure we’re all on the same page. Are we?”

Lucky nodded. “Absolutely, Prez. She’s not gettin’ a thing from me.”

“Good. Let’s get to it then.”

He followed his president and Dive down to the holding room and let them walk in before him.

She was standing on the other side of the table, dressed entirely in black. Like a fucking widow. If he could’ve he would have laughed but he wasn’t amused, no, he was fucking pissed as hell. He didn’t hide he was pissed off as he sat down next to his president and glared at the woman across the table. She was sitting there looking as if she was hurt by his attitude.

What a load of crap.

“I don’t know if you remember me, Gloria.” Maniac said as he smoothed a hand over the top of the table. “I’m Maniac, the president of the Shadow Wraiths MC and the man who makes the decisions around here. I understand you want my Road Captain to accompany you to Mexico to fetch your son. Am I correct?”

She hesitated only for a second before she turned on the charm.

“I do remember you. You were always very nice to me and I’m grateful that you agreed to see me today. Yes, I need Lucky to come with me to Mexico to rescue our son. He’s about to turn sixteen and will be forced to become a cartel child soldier. He’s an innocent. He shouldn’t be forced into becoming a killer just because Carlos Mendez says so. Please, will you help me? Will you give Lucky permission to come to Mexico with me? It will take us two days, maybe three, and then we will be back here, with our son, safely inside your compound.” She swiped at her eyes as if wiping away tears.

But those dark eyes of hers were cold as ice as she looked at them from beneath her lashes. Unlike before where she focused on Lucky she was now entirely focused on Maniac.

His president suddenly pushed his chair back and stood. “I will consider your request. Give me a couple of hours to talk it over with my VP. Lucky will call you with my answer.”

With that he walked out and closed the door behind him.

What the fuck?

What was the plan here? Did Dive know? He looked at his brother who gave a shrug before sliding down in his chair, giving the impression that he was totally relaxed.

He wasn’t. He was alert and waiting.

The bitch got up with a huff and charged out the door. She didn’t even try to sweet talk him on her way out.

He was grateful to see the back of her and once he grabbed a mug of coffee went back to the garage to work on his bike. As he worked the tension lessened but not by much.

Checking his phone he saw it was close to twelve noon, he had been working for a couple of hours.

He had just put it back down when Ren walked in.

“Lucky, prez wants to see you in his office.” He snapped, a dark look on his face.

He instantly knew something was going on.

He followed him without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the room hit him in the face as he walked in. Rage.

What the fuck had happened after they had been in that fucking room with the bitch?

His prez stood in front of his desk, Grave on one side of him, Iceman on the other and they looked at him with a darkness in their eyes and on their faces he had only seen in the direst of situations.

“You need to keep your shit together, brother. The news is not good” His president warned.

Lucky braced for bad news, his heart racing and his hands curling into fists.

“The safe house has been breached and your ol’ lady and her boy was taken. Viper, Magic and Bren were seriously wounded while fightin’ the fuckers, thankfully they’re alive.”

The sound tore out of his throat in a roar. “NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOO!”

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