Page 62 of Healing Souls

My mind slows from its constant chaos, and I feel like I can breathe again.

I stop and wash my knuckles up before wrapping them in a hand towel. There are luckily only a few scraps, so hopefully no one will really notice. The mirror is cracked in multiple spots, and a few small shards have fallen onto the counter. I pick those up and throw them away before trying to wipe some of the blood off the mirror.

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Thisweekhasbeengoing terribly slow. I am not a patient man, and trying to wait for Harley to leave the comfort of the club is setting me on edge. I can’t wait to get my hands around her perfect little neck.

As per usual, my men are partying in the big room of our club. We have parties almost nightly and endless women—most of whom don’t get to leave the next day. The club we are set up in is on the small side, but it works for us since we only have ten members right now.

My real brothers. My trusted men.

Unlike those pussy ass fuckers at SOS. Ever since Killer died, they went down fucking hill, and it won’t take long before someone else is swooping in to actually own this town properly.Me.

My phone starts ringing, so I get up off the lumpy old couch and head down the one hallway towards my small office. Stepping inside, I answer it.

“Roads. Talk to me.” Currently, my VP Roads is watching the SOS club from across the street to keep an eye out for Harley to leave.

“The boys, the younger ones. All three of them just left. Should I follow them? Aren't they close with Harley according to your contact?” he gruffly asks on the other end of the line.

Running a hand over my bald head, I nod even though he can’t see me. “Yes. Follow them. Report back with where they are going. I’m going to get ahold of my contact and meet with him tonight. It’s time we make a game plan and get this show on the road.”

A little while later, I receive a text that the boys are back at Jacksonville High School. A quick call to my contact in which he promises to meet with me tonight. I take advantage of the party and the available pussy in the club before heading off.

I leave on my bike and go out of town. We bypass Jacksonville and meet out on an abandoned road that has nothing on it. When I see my contact’s bike pull up next to me, I kill my engine and give him my full attention. The kid looks rough with dark circles under his eyes as he moves sluggishly while dismounting his bike.

“There is nothing new right now, Prez.” He gnaws on his lip and fidgets on his bike, clearly nervous in my presence, which is good. I prefer intimidating people; makes them work harder.

“I figured. That’s not why we are meeting, though. Tell me about who is closest to Harley. Who do you think she would risk her life for?”

He scoffs, “The girl came into a club full of bikers with a loaded gun. I bet she’d be stupid enough to risk her life for almost anyone. It does seem like the boys Ryker, Cayden, and Grayson are fairly attached to her. I think they would be the best bet.”

I narrow my eyes at him, he hasn’t made eye contact with me and seems twitchy. “Are you hiding something from me?” I say calmly.

He shakes his head back and forth. “No–no. I’m just tired. Promise. What are you planning?”

I watch him for a few more seconds but let whatever is going on slide. He’s still feeding me information, and I know he won’t risk fucking up because his dad is a part of our club, and he wouldn’t want to disappoint him.

Nodding, I raise my chin, leveling him with a serious look.Let’s get this thing moving. “We’re going to get Harley to come out since she isn’t doing so on her own. Which of the boys do you think would be the easiest for us to snatch up soon and use as leverage to get her out of the club?”

He tilts his head as he mulls it over, then says, “Probably Ryker.”

I nod. “Get me a picture of him ASAP so I know which one he is. Once we finalize a plan, I will fill you in, but we are going to take matters into our hands and get her out so I can finally have what belongs to me.”

A grin stretches across my face at the thought of getting my hands on her.

Soon, this will be finished.

Chapter Sixteen

Grayson

Thetruckiseerilyquiet as we head home. Ry immediately hopped into the back seat, so I am sitting upfront with Cade driving.

When we got to school this morning, Steph, the girl who is obsessed with Cade and Ry, came straight up to us, faking her concern for them about why they were gone for a few days. She completely ignored me, so Ry grabbed my arm and pulled me away, but Cade didn't follow. He threw his arm around her shoulder, and they stayed glued together all day.

After school, when Steph was finally away from us, Ry had turned on Cade. “What the fuck was that today? I really thought that with Harley here and how things have been you would've been shoving her away from you.”

Cade shrugged. “Harley being back doesn’t mean anything.”

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