Final Ride Fallen Angel's MC 4 (16 page)

Dropping onto the ground he looks up at me.
“Fuck, Creed.” Tank blinks his eyes before pushing himself up. I
can smell the burnt flesh, and I know it’s coming from him. This
shit just went from
bad to worse
.

Gripping his hand, I pull him up as he sways. Looking over, I see
Ryker opening his eyes.

 

Tank and I both move next to him as he looks up.

 

“The
fuck
was that shit?” His words are slurred and his eyes are
glossy. He must have taken a bad hit to the head.

 

“Can you stand? We need to move.” Reaching for Ryker’s hand,
I pull him up before I see the kid struggling to breathe.

 

“Shit!” The guys look over at me before following my gaze down
to him.

“He’s chokin’ on his own fuckin’ blood.” Ryker bends down
damn near falling before grabbing the gun that lies next to him.
Standing up, Tank grabs his arm.

“I’ll do it.” I watch the two of them as they debate it amongst
themselves. A silent agreement is made as Ryker shakes his
head, he holds the gun out from his body.

Aimed at the kid’s head, I hear him whisper. “
I’m sorry
.”

We all jolt a little when the gun fires. I don’t understand why he
said that, but it’s none of my business.
He slides the gun into the back of his jeans before he turns to
look at me.

“Torch?” Swallowing hard, I shake my head. Ryker sucks in a
breath before he walks away. There’s a trail of blood running
down the back of his neck as I watch him go.

Tank slaps a hand on my shoulder before he speaks.

 

“Let’s go home brother.”

Tank walks off as I follow. My chest is tight and I can’t breathe.
It’s Jason all over again. My heart screams and cries out from
the pain. It’s a physical pain.

We all climb into the van and leave the bikes. Joey looks like he
saw a ghost. This isn’t the way this should have played out. Not
in a million years, did I see this coming.

“Good thing we drove the old bikes out here, yeah?” Ryker
looks over with a sad smile on his face.

 

“Fuckin’ right on that one.” My heart’s not in it. We all know it.
We all just try to hold the other one up.

 

“Are we ready? I heard sirens.” Glancing over at Joey, I nod.

 

We pull out leaving this mess behind us. Leaving one of our own
behind us.

 

Chapter 41

 

Ryker

 

Pulling into the clubhouse parking lot, a somber feeling comes
over me.

I just lost one of the best friends I had. As if losing Bone not that
long ago wasn’t enough, now I lost Torch. My heart hurts more
than I ever thought it could.

No one speaks as we climb out of the van, defeated. We set out
to get some C4, and ended up coming home with one less
brother. It’s not right. It all feels wrong.

“I’ll call a meetin’ in the main room.” Creed speaks, but it’s like
the words just float past me.
Opening the door, we all head inside to laughter and talking. As
soon as Piper looks over at us, the room grows quiet. I don’t
know if he said something or not. I can’t focus on anything.

“We need to talk. Everybody out here?” Creed speaks before he
steps up next to the bar looking around at everyone.

“We’re all here.” Piper looks over at me, but I can’t meet his
gaze. Looking around, I don’t see Jersey out here, and I’m not
sure if I’m happy about that or not.

“We went on this run tonight not expectin’ any trouble, but
that’s what we found. We lost one of our own brothers
tonight.” Creed’s voice cracks before the tears spill down his
face.

“Torch didn’t make it out. He took the hit for this club, for his
brothers.” Shaking his head, he doesn’t say anything else before
he moves straight toward Jada. Tank is gone, and I don’t see
Joey anywhere.

Bella rushes toward me throwing herself in my arms.

“Oh God! Ryker.” She cries hysterically into my chest before I
see Jersey walking down the hallway. Her eyes land on mine,
and I can tell she knows something isn’t right. She looks around
at everyone crying and holding each other before she rushes
toward me.

Grabbing her with my free arm, I pull her against me.
“He’s gone, Torch is gone.” Jersey cries as Bella tries to pull
away. I don’t let her though; I don’t know where Joey or her dad
went. I won’t leave her alone, not now.

“I’m so sorry Ryker.” Jersey holds on tighter when I see Joey. He
looks so lost as he looks around the room. I know he’s looking
for Bella.

“Bella, Joey needs you sweetheart.” Bella pulls back looking up
at me as my heart breaks further. Her little nod does little to
reassure me of anything right now.

“I’m sorry Ryker.” With a quick kiss on the forehead, I send her
off to be with Joey.

“I need to go in the room.” Jersey starts to pull back but I can’t
let her. Instead, I lift her in my arms and carry her down the
hallway. My heart feels like it’s in a million little pieces. How is
life so cruel?

Closing the door, I set her down before moving toward Ansley’s
crib. My little angel is laying there sleeping peacefully, then I
pick her up, cradling her to my chest.

“What can I do?” Jersey watches me as I walk to the corner and
sit on the floor.

Holding Ansley close to me, I rock back and forth with her.
“Just be with me Jersey. I feel like I’m fallin’ apart here.” My
voice cracks but I don’t stop moving. I can’t. I feel like if
I do
, my
world is going to crumble and fall apart.

Jersey moves to sit on her knees next to me before wrapping
her arms around me and Ansley. She kisses my cheek so many
times I lose count.

“I love you Ryker. I love you.” Her words repeat in my ear,
soothing me as the rest of the world explodes into a million
pieces.

Chapter 42

Tank

 

My chest tightens at the thought of what we have to do today.
Burying one of our own is harder than I thought it would be.

 

“FUCK! We got company!” Creed hollers from his office as we all
stand on alert now. What the fuck else could possibly happen?

Just as I’m about to ask him who the hell it is, the side doors fly
open. Cops come rushing in from all angles with guns aimed
directly at us.

“Guess I don’t need to ask what else could wrong, yeah?”
Looking over at Creed, he shakes his head.

“On the ground!” The guy that appears to be heading this shit
up screams as we all make our way to the floor.
“Don’t touch me!” Screams erupt from the hallway and I know
its Cher. Turning my head, I see her. My little fighter. Her face is
read with anger as the cop drags her out into the main room.

“Get on the ground.” He throws her to the floor which raises my
blood pressure. As I start to get up, the butt of a gun connects
with my eye. Son of a bitch!

“Stay down! You move again, I’ll shoot!” Getting back into
position, I glance up at the asshole that just blacked my fucking
eye.

“He throws my old lady around like a fuckin’ rag doll again,
you
will be shootin’
.” Gritting my teeth, I want nothing more than to
jump up off this floor and beat his ass.

“Tank, calm brother.” Creed hollers over at me before I hear
him get hit next.

 

We lay there for a few minutes until all the women and kids are
brought into the main room.

 

“Up now!” This little son of a bitch is pissing me off. We all climb
up and look at each other, all cuffed behind our backs.

The grin that comes across my face just pulls at every part of my
insides. This right here, is something Torch would have loved.
He would have made it hell on these cops.
“Something funny?” The man steps into my face. He can’t be
any bigger than 5’7’’ and maybe 145 pounds soaking wet. If I
wasn’t cuffed, I’d snap his ass in half.

“There’s a lot funny. It all starts with
you
.” Smiling down at him,
I can see the muscles in his jaw flex. He doesn’t like being talked
down to.

“We have word that you boys may know something about a
warehouse explosion. Anyone have anything to say about that?”
Mr. Small Badge walks around stopping in front of each of us.
He gets the same thing from all of us too, nothing but a grin.

“What kind of question is that?” Creed pulls the attention to
himself as the guy’s just keep smiling.

“It seemed like a good one. There was a warehouse, it exploded.
We heard it was you. That seems like a pretty easy one.” The
man stands in front of Creed before his eyes jerk behind him.

“You! Come here.” Turning my head, I see he’s pointing at Jada.
Oh
hell
, shits about to get serious.

Jada walks up next to Creed, with Heather in her arms. If he
tries one fucking thing while she has that baby in her arms, I will
fucking lose it.

“I know
you
. You didn’t run with Angel’s before.” Jada’s eyes
jerk to Creed’s before they come back to rest on the man in
front of her.
“Detective Richards. Never thought I would see you again.” The
hatred that flows from her amuses me.

“I could say the same. How are you involved here?” Creed tries
to side step the guy and get in between them, but Jada shakes
her head at him. Swallowing hard, I watch her bulk up in front
this guy.

“This is home. These people are my family. Let’s make that
deal.” Confusion runs around the room. What the fuck just
happened here?

Chapter 43

Creed

 

“What the hell are you talkin’ about Jada?” Looking over at her,
she refuses to look at me.

“I don’t know if that offer is still open. You seem to have
switched sides on us. We thought they killed you in all honesty.”
The detective stands firm in Jada’s face, but the boldness that
radiates from her sends my heart soaring.

Jada shrugs before she speaks again. “You call it changing sides;
I call it finding my way home. You want the information or not?”
The man looks amused at what’s taking place in front of him.
I’m fucking confused.
“Jada, what the fuck is goin’ on?” Her eyes never break from his.
It’s like a battle of the strongest minds here. I don’t know if I
should be proud, or pissed.

“Keep your fucking mouth shut.” The man speaks to me but
again, their eyes are connected. If I didn’t know any better, I’d
say they were about to go head to head here.

“I got this Creed. Bella, come here please.” Turning slightly the
guy nods to the other officer to let Bella come over here. Jada
passes Heather off to Bella before turning back to the man.

“Let them go, and take me. I’ll give you everything I know.” I
start to protest that, but Jada throws her hand up stopping me.
Damn, I think I like this side of her. It turns me on bad!

“Can’t do that. You know as well as I do that you have to be
inside, at least for the minimum time. We have nothing to hold
you on.” Jada’s lips curl into a devilish smile. Oh shit, this is not
good.

Her little fists ball at her sides and I know
exactly
what she’s
about to do.

Her hand pulls back before flying through the air. She nails the
little prick right in the nose. Blood pours before the other guy
tackles Jada.