Page 67 of Rebel

“Well that’s where she is,” Slate answered. “That’s not a property associated with the Blood Fangs though.” His brows dipped. “She know anyone out that way?”

“Not that I know of,” I answered easily because the truth was, I didn’t know much about Nikki. “Fuck,” I spit out the words. She was right and when I found her, I would tell her that, after I yelled at her for leaving.

“Who does it belong to?” Maverick asked.

“Don’t know.” Slate leaned back in his chair and grinned. “Why don’t some of you go there and find out?”

“Good idea,” Diesel replied from his spot in the back of the office. “Rebel, you go with Hawk, Rocky, and Gio. If you need backup, we’ll be on standby.”

Rocky stood and nodded. “Get Sniper and Pike to stay here with the women.”

“Let’s go,” I took off and made a beeline for my bike. If Nikki was there, I needed to be the first fucking face she saw. I needed her to know that I gave a damn, that I cared about her because I did. Hell, I mightmorethan care about her if I let myself think about it for too long.

Later, though. Not now.

“Slow the fuck down,” Gio called after me.

I shook my head. “You hurry the fuck up.”

Gio only laughed and then started his bike.

***

After exiting the parking lot in a straight line, we maintained a staggered formation until we finally found the address in Clover Park where Nikki was—or at least, where her phone was.

It was just as rundown as the rest of the place, but there was red brick building that was cleaner than the rest. The parking lot was clear, and the hum of electricity was louder right out front. I was getting a really bad feeling about this.

“Look at that shit,” Rocky pointed to the flag that hung in the front window. “Motherfuckin’ TSB.” He shook his head.

“TSB?” Gio asked. “The Skeleton Boys? What the fuck do they want with Nikki?”

“Couldn’t even imagine,” Hawk answered. “They’re young, reckless, and stupid but we don’t have any business or beef with them,” Hawk answered, a perplexed expression on his face.

“We need to find Nikki first and then we fuck some shit up,” I growled. “Yeah?”

All eyes swung to Rocky since it was his call. “Yeah. Come on Gio, we’ll go around back.”

I lifted a leg to kick the door in when Hawk put a hand on my shoulder and then twisted the knob. It turned easily, loud heavy metal blasted my eardrums the minute I stepped inside. The first two rooms were empty, and we moved forward until we spotted half a dozen bikers drinking and playing cards in what must be their main hang-out area. Place stank like a locker room, and the air was thick with smoke.

Hawk turned off the music, plunging the place into a deafening type of silence.

“Hey, what the fuck?” The young asshole I assumed was the leader stood and turned to face us. “Get the fuck out of here now and we’ll let you live.”

I laughed and advanced on the punk. “Where is the woman?”

“Woman?” The asshole with the mohawk laughed first and everyone else joined in later. He was the leader. “You want to get your dick wet old timer? Cause we got women.”

I grabbed a handful of his spiky hair and yanked back until his chair fell backwards. I unleashed a series of punches on his face until he was bloody and gagging. “Where the fuck is she?”

“Oh shit, you mean that old bitch?” He stood and took a step forward. “Nope, don’t know who you’re talkin’ about.”

“Too bad,” Hawk said before hooking one arm around his neck and putting a gun to his head. “Because if you don’t have answers, you’re useless as fuck.”

Mohawk asshole laughed again. “Kill us and you won’t get any answers.”

He was right, dammit.

“See that’s where you’re so fuckin’ wrong,” Rocky said before he pulled out his gun and shot the redhead in the thigh. He smiled when the kid went down instantly. “We don’t need all of you to give us answers. Just one,” he said and aimed his gun at another guy.

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