Shady: MC Romance (10 page)

“
Francesca
?”

She heard a much younger Dominic say. The screen was black until the body moved and then she saw herself as a young girl. Oh my God, the night she saw the first girl murdered, the first night he had come to her room.

“
Leave me alone
,” the younger her had screamed and Shady started in surprise.

“Fuck, turn it off,” Slider ordered as he grabbed the shaking Shady and pulled her back as Cajun pulled the drive right out of the computer without closing it out. “Shay?”

She was staring at the blank screen; she didn’t even know what to say, her brain was just not functioning. Who would send her something like that? Fuck, she knew who, but how the hell did he get in into her locker?

“Shay?” Slider said, shaking her a little. Her eyes went to Slider's and he sucked in his breath when he saw the empty gaze.

“Yeah?” she said strangely calm.

“Where the fuck did you get that?” Slider yelled.

Cajun was on the phone speaking to someone from the clubhouse; she knew this because he said they were bringing all the girls back to the clubhouse to find out what the fuck was going on.

“Don’t know, it was in my locker,” she said calmly.

Cajun paused speaking to whoever he was talking to and listened. “When was the last time you were in your locker?” Slider asked.

“Two days ago,” she answered with a shrug.

Cajun went back to his phone call and Slider put his hands up to Shady’s face and made her look at him.

“Baby, seriously, what the fuck?” Slider said.

She knew what he was asking, why wasn’t she freaking out? Why wasn’t she crying? Shit, she didn’t know, she didn’t feel anything right then, all she could think of was what happened on the video after they turned it off. It was in bright vivid color in her head and it was playing over and over in her brain.

“I am fine,” she said finally.

“The fuck you are,” Cajuns said, hanging up his phone. “Tell us what you are thinking.”

“That everyone is going to watch the video and know how disgusting I am,” she said without emotion.

“Baby,” Slider whispered and she turned to look at him with tears in her eyes that she refused to let fall, she wasn’t weak, she was strong, and she was not going to let the motherfucker who sent this video get away with it. She was not afraid like she was when she was a child.

“They are going to know,” she whispered and both men shook their heads.

“No one will see this video,” Slider said firmly.

“I swear to you, Shady,” Cajuns said. “This is not going to be seen by anyone.”

She nodded and then took a deep breath. Finally it hit her, someone had sent her a fucking video of the first time she was abused as a child. Someone was fucking with her head and they were doing a fine job of it. She knew who that someone was, just refused to acknowledge it aloud. The rage that would consume her was just beginning. She knew it and needed to get the fuck out right now before it exploded.

“I gotta ride,” she said briskly, stood, and looked at the two guys. “If you are coming then get ready, if not, stay the fuck out of my way because I need this.”

Slider looked at her solemnly and nodded. Cajun just grabbed his gloves and walked out of the office, grabbing the flash drive at the same time and putting it in his pocket.

None of them said a word, they only went out to the club floor. Three of the guys were already there as backup and one of them was Shark. Shady looked at him and shook her head when he looked like he was going to come to her.

“Riding,” was the only thing anyone one said to the group and the three of them walked out of the club into the back parking lot. The weather had not gotten any better, in fact, it was worse. The clouds above them looked ominous and Shady didn’t care.

She flung her leg over the seat of Beauty and the engine roared to life soon after. She felt the vibrations attempting to soothe her, but right now, even they weren’t working. Flashes of her childhood nightmare kept coming to her and she wasn’t sure she would ever be able to escape, but she needed to try. Those memories could break her and she wasn’t going to let that happen.

With a chin lift to the two men who were already on their bikes and waiting, she twisted her wrist slightly and the bike shot forward as if it had been waiting for the command and was impatient. Shady pulled out onto the road and gunned it. Beauty shot off like she was on a mission, one to save her rider—one she would not fail.

Chapter Nine

“What a motherfucker,” Harmony yelled when the girls had all finally gotten together for their meeting. It had been pushed back since the guys were in an uproar about the flash drive and trying to figure out how it got into the club girls' locker room. During hours, it was guarded, and when the club was closed, they had security cameras stationed right outside of the door; no one had come or gone from the room that didn’t belong. This of course meant they had someone on the inside who was helping the Diablos.

Of course the new chick was the first they looked at; however, there were also more than thirty other men or women who were also inside the locker room. Raven and Kink were working on the surveillance and background checks into everyone who went into the room. Even their brothers, they were checking bank accounts and cell phone calls of each person.

So far, the women in the room had passed and that is the only reason they were having the meeting, because they had more than one issue to discuss. Lola and Sahara were both on the agenda.

“Yeah well,” Shady sighed and looked at the women around the table. “Doesn’t matter because he is just trying to fuck with my head, and I know it. Not gonna happen, yeah it was a shock and shit seeing that fucking vid, but honest to God, it pissed me off more than anything after the shock wore off. I mean what sick fuck tapes abuse like that and keeps it for years.”

“Don’t,” Freedom said quietly and looked at her friend, “don’t minimize it.”

Shady looked at her in surprise and shook her head. “Seriously, I'm not. It is fucked up and shit, but I got my head on straight.”

She felt her friends stare at her intently, gauging if she was lying or not, she wasn’t. In the time it took to ride from the club to the compound she had thought about it. Then when she entered the clubhouse and the tension in the place was off the chart, she had gone directly to where they held church and walked in. After briefly listening to what the guys were doing, she left. They had her back, and she knew it. The game Dom was fucking playing was intended to draw her out, make her make a mistake. She was not going to do that. She would deal with all of the feeling shit later, for now she needed to focus.

Harmony seemed to see that Shady was telling the truth and she nodded briskly. “Let’s get this shit sorted.”

They started the discussion on leadership. After a bit of discussion, they voted. Shady was the President, Harmony was the Vice, Freedom was the Secretary, and Rain was the Treasurer. The rest of the women, Bob, Treat, and Nike were the Road Captains. Thus, the Warrior Bitches were in business. They adopted the same bylaws as the Ops, and they were moving onto the business at hand.

“Lola,” Shady said firmly. “The guys have a plan and are going to bring her in. It is going to be up to us to deal with her.”

Bob snorted, “Yeah, won’t be too hard, I am pretty sure that we all have the same thing in mind for that bitch.”

“Well, that may be, but we need to figure out how to get answers out of her,” Shady said.

“She will break,” Nike shrugged. “We just need to find her breaking point.”

“Harmony and Treat will be in charge of interrogation,” Shady said and then turned to the others. “We need to figure out what Sahara’s deal is as well. The guys say she is solid on her background check, but honestly, I am not sure.”

“Why?” Treat said curiously. “We get chicks coming in all the time looking for a job.”

“Yeah, but how often do the guys actually hire them. They vet those women pretty carefully, I can imagine that after what I did,” Freedom snorted. “I mean, especially with everything going on you know.”

“Yeah, but if the Diablos wanted someone in there they would be careful about their connections being traced. I think we need to check her out ourselves. One of us needs to befriend her and see if we can get some info,” Harmony said.

“Nike?” Shady said and the woman nodded.

“Yeah, I got it,” Nike said.

“We need to call the Devil Savages chicks and start to make nice,” Shady announced and the women looked at her surprised.

“Why?” Harmony laughed.

“Because the guys are going to do the same, we are all going to have to work together. Plus, they may have some other info about Lola that we don’t know,” Shady said reasonably.

“I will do it,” Bob announced and they all looked at her with a shocked expression. The woman wasn’t the girly friend type of person; she was a bit gruff and tended to piss other women off. Mostly because she was extremely honest and told it like it was.

“Uh,” Shady said slowly and Bob’s eyes narrowed. “Okay, if you think you can handle it. Rose is the head old lady, I will get her number.”

“I will invite them to the bar for a drink.” Bob smiled and Freedom laughed.

“Seriously, you are inviting them to the bar?”

“Fuck yeah,” Bob said. “Loosen their tongues a little.”

“Don’t get them drunk, I don’t want any phone calls,” Harmony warned.

They finished their meeting and then decided to hit the clubhouse and have a drink. When they walked into the main room, they were all surprised at how quiet it was.

“Where is everyone?” Shady said to Kink who was behind the bar.

“Church,” Kink said and motioned with his head. “The Savages are on a conference call. You want a beer?”

“Yep, and shots,” Shady said and they grabbed their bottles and went to the corner and waited for Kink to bring the shots.

Once he delivered them and left, Shady held up one of the small glasses, “To the Bitches.”

“Bitches!” the women yelled and Kink rolled his eyes.

*****

“So you know the area we are talking about?” Creed asked Tonto.

“Yeah, we have been watching it for the last few days. The house is three stories, with weak security. That chick is arrogant, doesn’t think anything will touch her. Fucking walked out and made a deal right in her front yard yesterday for guns. Exchanged crack for them,” Tonto laughed. “And the guys who are security are stoned like half the time from what I can see. We can scoop her up easily, don’t think they will miss her too much either. One of the guys seems to be in charge.”

“Using their own product?” Fork asked.

“Pretty sure they are stashing shipments in the basement. One of my guys took some pictures and they have a cutting room,” Tonto replied.

“They cooking too?” Creed asked.

If they were cooking meth, they would have to handle the situation differently, that shit was volatile. Also, if the people were tweaking there could be a problem.

“Smelled it,” Tonto said.

“Any sign of the big dog?” Fork asked.

“Nah, he is scarce, thought one day she was going to meet him, but she ended up driving in a fucking circle around town and back home. Not sure what the fuck that was about, they have cell phones, like a lot of disposables, can't track them for shit,” Tonto said. “Best time to hit is when they are delivering, they all separate and leave the chick with only a few guards. Don’t have their pattern down yet but we are working on it. One disturbing thing though, when my guy looked in the basement windows, there were a set of cages in the corner, like big enough for a fucking huge ass dog, don’t think they are for animals though.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Poke said with an angry voice.

“One of the cages had a fucking mattress in it. Called a few friends on the border, they said increase chatter about a large shipment coming across with multiple products. Someone is paying big for the patrol to look the other way. Don’t like the sound of that.”

“They have any idea when?” Easy said.

“Soon, no dates yet,” Tonto replied. “But when I hear, you hear.”

“Grab Lola,” Creed said firmly. “We can see if she can firm up a date.”

“On it, I will let you know when we have her,” Tonto said.

“Cool, we will be in touch,” Creed said and hung up. “Sounds like those fuckers have something more planned than what we thought.”

“You think he is a coyote?” Easy said.

“No, I think they have something else going down. Sex trade,” Creed said.

The men in the room froze and you could almost feel the anger rolling through the room. They had heard rumors, even saw women in cages who were drugged and been there for a while when they rescued Free, but nothing so far had been concrete to link them to the trade. It had only been a suspicion.

“We get here, find the information, and get this shit settled. I am done with this shit,” Creed said.

The men nodded and they dispersed.

Creed leaned back in his chair and sighed. This was gonna get real and quick. It was time to make the call he had not wanted to make. In all the years he had been the leader of this MC, and all the fucking connections he made, only one man would wade into this shit without question but, the payback would be harsh. He also knew when he made this call there was no going back.

Thinking about Shady and the other girls, there was no question. He would do what he had to in order to protect his family. Fork already knew what he planned, and they agreed with the rest of the club it had to be done. Bringing in another club was dangerous, but raising this club from the dead was going to draw a lot of attention, but he needed their help, especially if they had to go across the border.

He picked up the phone and dialed the number he had memorized three years ago. It only rang once and Creed heard someone answer.

“Creed.”

“Drix, I need your help,” Creed said.

“On my way, we will be there in a few days,” Drix said and hung up.

Creed stood, then went out to the bar, he needed a fucking drink.