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"The guys and I are happy to help any way we can. It's the least we can do."
A couple of hours later the music is jumping with East of Addiction killing it up on stage. The weather has cooperated even though there was a threat of rain, and we have had triple attendance turnout. The guys and I are sitting under a tent tossing back a cold beer and eating some of Louisiana's finest gumbo when I catch sight of something out of the corner of my eye. I do a double take. When I realize my eyes are not deceiving me, every sense in my body goes on high alert. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Riggs who is seated beside me with Luna on his lap, must sense something because his demeanor changes when he takes note of my body language. His eyes travel in the direction of mine. "You see what I'm seein', Prez?"
"What the fuck?" Those words coming from Riggs' mouth draws the attention of Fender, Kiwi, and Everest, who are seated with us.
"What the fuck are Los Demonios doing in the States?" I growl. "Has Jake mentioned anything about them lately?"
"Nope. I'm guessin' he doesn't know they are back. If he did, he would have said somethin'," Riggs assures.
Prez is right. No way Jake would know those fuckers have turned back up and not given us a heads up. A few years ago, Jake and his club had a run-in with Los Demonios. They kidnapped his VP's Old Lady and wreaked a whole fuck ton of havoc on The Kings. The Demonios that had taken up residence in Montana had been wiped out. The club is based out of Mexico and, for the most part, stays on their side of the border. "Them being here is not sittin' right with me, Prez."
No sooner do the words leave my mouth, a commotion can be heard from several yards behind us. I turn my head in that direction to see a fight has broken out. My blood runs cold at what I see before me. Nova has a Los Demonios pinned to the ground with his gun pressed against his head and Piper standing behind him in tears. I waste no time flying from my seat, drawing my piece, and rushing toward the scene.
Behind me, Riggs thrusts Luna into Everest's arms and orders him to get her out of here. Everest does as he's told while Kiwi and Fender trail behind me. "Kiwi, get Piper!" I order. Kiwi immediately scoops Piper up. Piper tries to struggle against his hold, worried about her dad. When another Demonios steps in front of him to block his path, he clocks the son of a bitch in the jaw, knocking him to the ground. Not once does Kiwi lose his hold on Piper. I briefly notice Grizz entering the picture as he sends two of his men with Kiwi.
As I make it to where Nova still has a man pinned to the ground, I intervene on an asshole who was about to sucker punch my brother from behind. "Only pussies strike when their opponent isn't lookin'," I spit just before my fist makes contact with his nose. Seconds later the event has turned into pure chaos as parents grab their children and run. To my left I see Fender punch another Demonios the same time Riggs fends off another. With the guy I just sent for a nap forgotten, I turn my attention back to Nova. I don't make it two steps when another asshole comes up behind me. I feel his approach before I see it. Twisting, I bring my right arm up and block the hand with a knife currently in its grasp, land a punch to the guys gut the same moment I twist his wrist until I feel his bone snap. The man bellows in pain as the knife falls to the ground. I kick the blade out of reach then finish him off with a blow to the jaw. He falls in a heap next to his buddy on the ground. It's also then I see a man break through the crowd, draw his gun and sets his sight on Nova.
Stepping in front of my brother, I aim my pistol at the Demonios. "Not today, motherfucker."
The Demonios refuses to relent. "Call your man off."
It is Nova who speaks next. "This son of a bitch put his hands on my daughter."
That one statement has my blood running cold. From the corner of my eye, I notice Nova's words have had the same effect on Riggs and Fender. The man in Nova's grasp has sealed his fate. There is no way he is letting that man walk away alive. The sound of police sirens blare in the distance. I look around to see there is not one spectator in sight. Grizz and his men are standing off to the side ready to have our backs. Their assistance is not needed though. Los Demonios are sorely outnumbered. The man who currently has his gun on Nova is the only one left standing. Riggs is the next to speak, his words directed at Nova.
"Cane. The cops are coming in hot. We need to ride out, brother." Riggs gestures the soon to be dead man. "You know you can't do that here."
"Yeah, puta," the guy Nova has pinned spits. "Listen to your friend and let me go." The man smirks. Both sides know we can't do shit out in the open like this.
The Demonios standing in front of me with his weapon still aimed at Nova says something to his men in Spanish. Knowing there is no other option with the police sirens getting closer, he slowly steps back while his guys who have picked themselves up off the ground follow suit. With all the strength he can muster, Nova releases the bastard underneath him, but not before he delivers a promise. "I'll be seeing you real soon."
At Nova's threat, I look to Fender and give him the signal. He nods and discreetly steps away from us and heads in the direction of his bike. I cut my eyes to Riggs, who nods in approval. I sent Fender on a mission to follow those low life pussies. Because my brother is going to make good on his promise, we'll be seeing these fuckers soon.
Nobody says a word to Nova as we hightail it to our bikes. When we approach Easton's tour bus where Grizz's guys are standing guard, Kiwi and Easton step off with Luna and Piper, who runs into her dad's arms. "Dad!"
Nova scoops his daughter up. "I'm okay, Bean."
"I was so scared something was going to happen to you."
"I wouldn't let anything happen, sweetheart."
While Nova and Piper have their moment, Riggs cuts in. "We need to haul ass now." Riggs addresses Easton. "You stayin' close by?"
"The guys and I are staying at a hotel about five miles up the road. Why?"
"We're going to follow you there. I'm gonna need someone to stay with Luna and Piper while my guys and I handle somethin'."
"You got it," Easton nods, turns on his heel, and jumps back on the bus. The rest of us climb on our bikes and peel out of the parking lot. The club will face some fallout for what happened here today, but we have a few connections to help smooth shit over and assure there will be no repercussions. We can't risk the future of this event.
Minutes later we make it to the hotel. Riggs orders Everest to stay with Luna and Piper on Easton's bus. Luckily after the initial shock of what went down has worn off, Piper is in full-on fan-girl mode. Easton has turned out to be the perfect distraction, which is a good thing because while we wait on word from Fender, Nova is on the verge of losing his shit. Sitting on my bike, I take a drag off my cigarette while watching my brother pace in front of me. There is no calming Nova down when he gets like this. His daughter is his world, and the man who put his hands on her will not be escaping the grim reaper tonight.
Fifty minutes later, Riggs gets the call we've been waiting for. He places the phone to his ear, listens for a moment then hangs up. "Fender has eyes on them. Let's ride."
No other words are spoken, no questions asked. I, along with Nova and Kiwi, fall in behind our Prez as we seek retribution. And retribution we will have.
It turns out Los Demonios are camped out by the river one town over. The sun has set by the time we reach them. Fender is waiting on us half a mile up the road from where they are. "How many we got?" I ask dismounting my bike.
"There are five of them. Fuckers look like they've been hangin' around a few days. They got tents and shit set up down by the river."
