Page 5 of Hell's Claim

He reached his bike and nodded at Merry.

Merry’s eyes were huge, but she kept her mouth shut.

“Nobody rides on the back of a brother’s bike unless they’re their old lady. Julie, I need you to get on mine,” Sunny murmured.

“I don’t understand. Just let me go, please,” Julie begged with tears.

“If I ride away without you, those men will come back and attack you. And I won’t be able to stop their rape attempt a second time. You got two choices, me or them,” Sunny stated.

There wasn’t time to mess around with Julie. She either needed to get with the programme or walk. Sunny swung a leg over his bike and waited. As he started his engine, Julie sprang into action and leapt at him.

Sunny helped her onto the back of his Harley and rode off.

Chance

Sunny had just nearly fucked up badly. Luckily, Chance had heard Sunny’s lies and backed him. Chance guessed what had happened. Hambone and Greaser had seen a pretty girl and decided to take something they weren’t offered. How those two hadn’t ended up inside was anybody’s guess. Chance needed them out of the way. He knew Hambone and Greaser were sloppy and had raped five women.

Chance didn’t have a problem using whatever means were necessary to get his club back. He watched Sunny ride past with the girl on his bike. Another innocent to protect. Chance headed down the road and hit a phone box. With a spiteful grin, Chance dialled three numbers.

Sunny – 1996

“Hambone and Greaser went down for fifteen years!” Zeus screamed at them all.

Sunny didn’t dare look at anyone but the irate president.

“What did you expect to happen?” Chance asked calmly. He was lounging in his chair, showing Zeus—or this parody of church—no respect.

“What?” Zeus hissed. Sunny wondered if he’d have a heart attack and do them all a favour. Zeus’s face was bright red, and his veins stood out in stark relief.

“They raped several women and left their cum inside them. The police had DNA on profile and matched them. For fuck’s sake, it was a mere matter of time!”

“They’re your brothers,” Zeus screamed. He looked crazed as he spun on Sunny. “Was that bitch of yours involved?”

“Julie? What the fuck are you talking about?” Sunny demanded, confused.

“They attacked her. Did she tell the police?” Zeus spat.

“Did you sit in the same courtroom as me? Did you see Julie take the stand?” Sunny said incredulously.

“Don’t make yourself look more stupid, Zeus,” Big Al sneered, shaking his head.

“Your brothers are behind bars tonight, and I want to know why!”

“Because they’re filthy rapists,” Tiny snapped.

At the same time, Sunny spoke. “Ain’t no brother of mine.”

Zeus spun on him. “They wear a Hellfire patch!” he yelled.

“I’ll never call two rapists’ brothers. There’s plenty of willing women, you don’t need to rape one. I will not stand by a cunt who rapes. What you going to do about it?” Sunny challenged.

“I’ll whip the skin from your body,” Zeus screamed.

“I wouldn’t worry about Sunny. From what I heard, the cops are watching several members of the club. I told you to keep a tight leash on your minions. You failed. All you care about isbooze and drugs. Great, in the meantime, the clubs falling apart. Those motherfuckers are the first Hellfire members to end up behind bars. More will follow,” Chance warned.

Zeus ignored him, focused on Sunny. “You’ll acknowledge them as brothers.”

“Nope. Do what you want, but I ain’t doing that,” Sunny retorted.

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