Page 47 of Lucifer's Revenge
“I get first dibs on working the new bar!”
“That’s a given.”
“Thanks,” she said with a grin, then ran back and gave Vampire a quick kiss before she went back to work over at the original bar.
Lilith didn’t stop taking orders until nine that night, and because she had the day off the next day, Luc invited her to come over to his house for the night, and she agreed to go with him. She had a packed bag in her car, so she didn’t need to run to her house. It was a good thing, because when she did return on Sunday afternoon, she was furious.
Chapter 20
“Did you miss me so much that you had to call and hear my voice?” Luc laughed into the phone when he saw Lilith’s number flash on the screen.
“No, I need Bandit’s number.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Someone defaced my garage, and there are a few windows broken out.”
“Do. Not. Go. Inside. Call 9-1-1. I’ll call the club, we’ll be right there.” Luc hung up and sent out a text message that someone had messed with Lilith at her house, and he gave them all the address. He ran out of his house, hopped on his bike, and didn’t even have his helmet buckled beneath his chin before he roared down his driveway. Since she was thirty minutes away, other patch holders caught up with him on his way, and joined him. As the members entered the pack, they moved their bikes so that Lucius was protected. They roared down the street and parked one house away from her, leaving room for the police who hadn’t arrived yet, at least he couldn’t see any police cruisers.
Luc looked around and spotted Lilith standing on the lawn across the street. He whipped off his helmet, tossed it toward his bike, and ran to her. He sighed in relief when she ran to him and jumped into his arms.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine. But my house is destroyed.” They turned and all the men swore at the words spray painted in red across her garage. Bandit clipped his badge on his belt, took his gun from his ankle holster, and told the others to stay back. They did, and just as Bandit entered the house, the first police car arrived.
“You’re fucking late,” Lucius said through gritted teeth. “What if this was a real emergency?”
“Sir, we’re here now, we’ll assess the situation and get back to you.”
“You’re fucking late, there’s already a police officer inside. He’s assessing the situation.”
“Sir,” the cocky officer started, but Bandit stood in the doorway and barked out something that was hard to understand, and when the officer whipped around, everyone heard him swallow hard.
“Conners! Stand down, he’s not the enemy. Get your ass up here.” The bikers watched as the cop tried not to look like he was going before a firing squad. “What took you so long? The call was made thirty-seven minutes ago. We all live thirty minutes out, and made it here in thirty minutes, you’re ten minutes away and it took you fifty fucking minutes to arrive? What if this had been an attack in progress? We’ll discuss this back at the station, now, what do you see?”
After that, the men stood with Lucius and Lilith as Bandit and the young police officer went back inside. Twenty minutes later, the young officer came out and went to Lilith. “Ma’am, the place is cleared, but could you come in to see if anything is missing?”
Lilith looked at Luc, and he took her hand and nodded. “We’ll both come.” When the officer started to say something, Luc only gave him that scowl of his, and the guy nodded.
They walked inside and Luc had to hold Lilith up when they saw the damage to the house. It was ransacked. It looked like every cushion had been cut and the stuffing torn out. Every drawer, every cupboard, had been opened, and the stuff had been pulled out and smashed on the counters and floor. The refrigerator and freezer doors stood open and food was all over the floor. Even the flour and sugar had been thrown all around. The destruction didn’t stop there, it went throughout the entire house. In the bathroom, her shampoos and lotions had beensquirted over every surface, in her bedroom, her closet and drawers were empty of their contents, the bed had been sliced open, both mattress and box springs. When Lilith saw all her clothes had been cut to shreds, she turned on her heel and walked out.
“Jesus,” Lucius said as he stared at Bandit. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Yeah, revenge. Do you know if she has a home security system?”
“I know she has a Ring doorbell, other than that, I don’t know.”
“Why are you asking him?” the young officer asked.
“Because he’s her boyfriend and has been in the house before. She spent the night with him at his place last night. I’ll ask Ms. Richards about her security system, I need you to go to the neighbors to see if they have any type of security system where we might get the perpetrators on camera.”
As soon as he left, Luc looked at Bandit with a raised brow, “Why so hard on the kid?”
“He’s new, and he thinks because we live in a small town, 9-1-1 isn’t an emergency situation. I’m trying to teach him otherwise. Before he came out to get Lilith, once I showed him the destruction, I asked how would he feel if he was almost an hour late to a call and found blood and a dead body or two mixed in with all this. I can only say thank you for having Lilith at your house last night.”
“Yeah,” Luc said, and turned in a circle with his hands on his hips, shaking his head. He finally turned to Bandit. “How long before we can get the ladies in here to help clean this up?”
“At least twenty-four hours, maybe longer. We’re going to have to dust for prints, I know yours are already on file, so you won’t have to go in for elimination prints, but Lilith is going to have to come to the station to get hers done.”
