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Ivory

Lighting up a cigarette, my feet just through the balcony of the rail out of my apartment door. I was staring down at the pool, debating whether I should go for a swim or not. When I heard a clearing of a voice. I glance to my side, sort of pissed off that I was being asked to move when I wasn’t in the way.

Then my eyes locked with his green ones. And immediately I know I’m in trouble. It was Jeff and my debt wasn’t settled. But he was about to take payment.

KACE

Beingat the track for a late meeting wasn’t ideal. But all drivers were called apparently there was a press problem. I was barely listening, and much to my disgust I had to sit next Gabe. Crossing my arms and hating every second of it.

He was chewing and popping gum and it was bugging me. Till his phone went off, and while everyone else listened to the boss when he said to put our phones on silent, Gabe hadn’t and the boss of the track shoots him a glare, but that glare only intensifies when Gabe answers the phone.

“Ivory you alright?” He says into the phone.

Everyone is silent, because he is interrupting the whole meeting. Gabe sits up straight. “Is she okay?” he says into the phone and my interest was sparked when he said Ivory’s name, but when he follows with ‘is she okay’—I’m on the edge of my seat.

“You call an ambulance?” Gabe runs a hand over his head. “How bad is she?”

What the fuck was going on!

“Yeah I’ll meet you at the hospital.” Gabe is up, and is making a beeline for the exit. And I’m fucking following him.

He hangs up the phone, looking panicked. And pauses when he sees me behind him. “You lost Striking?” he looked at me like he could scare me away. Didn’t he understand that I wasn’t the bad man he was a poser.

“I care about your sister.” I don’t go into detail. “And if she is in trouble. I want to know.”

“Well she doesn’t care about you. Ivory doesn’t let anyone in. Let alone a biker.” He snaps at me. I know he is pissed off, because Ivory would let me, and he hated that little fact.

We could go back and forth all day and I would normally but there was a more important question on my mind. “Is she okay? Ivory. What happened to her?”

Gabe smirks. “For me to know and you, to never know.” And then he walks to his car.

“I’ll just follow you!” I shout at his back, heading for my bike. She was at the hospital I knew that much.

GABE

Not one word would describe how angry I was. Seeing my sister with a tube down her throat, and in an induced coma all because she owed some thug, who thought he could beat a woman and get away with it.

Links looked at me. “Why wouldn’t she ask us for money if she needed it?” he was asking the question we all wanted an answer to.

“Pride. I’m guessing.” I know my sister backwards and forwards and seeing her in this state because of money, hurts me, physically hurts me.

“Do we know who did it?” Asher is looking at Ivory, with this calculating look.

“His name is Jeff, from what the neighbor told me, when I got there.” I run my hand over my chin. Payback, us Billionaires didn’t get our hands dirty but Asher, Links and I were prepared to. However I knew we wouldn’t be able to take this Jeff down.

It has been four hours, and we waited, most of that time in the waiting room, where Kace was. He waited but what for I don’t know. We hadn’t given him any update, after the doctors called us in.

The neighbor found Ivory outside, and called the ambulance and then me.

Now we had to decide how we handle this. And my mind was going to one man. And I didn’t fucking like it.

“Let’s face it, we can’t do shit without it coming back on our image.” Asher muttered, pissed off like the rest of us.

“This still can’t go unanswered.” I said, and turned heading towards the waiting room. Kace Striking. He was the last man I wanted to turn to however, he said he cared for my sister. So I was going to see if he was willing to put his public image at risk for her.

Walking into the waiting room, and he’s on one of the plastic chairs, looking emotional. Fuck. Kace Striking didn’t do emotions.

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