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“I knew you’d find me. I knew it.”
I hug him tighter, not wanting to let go. He’s here now. I’m safe. He places me back on my feet and tries to untangle himself.
“I’m going to have Booker take you home. I need to handle this.”
He motions to someone behind me, and I grab his hoodie to get his attention. If he thinks he’s doing this without me, he’s out of his mind.
“I’m coming with you.”
“No, you’re not. E’s going to take a look at your head then you’re going back to the clubhouse to wait for me.”
“I’ll let Dr. E do his thing, but I’m coming with you. This ismyfight.”
I climb on the back of his bike and cross my arms over my chest in defiance. He stares at me for a long time, but I meet his with an unwavering one of my own. The corners of his lips curl up in a smirk before he climbs on in front of me.
“You got it, Lady Reaper.”
CHAPTER 25
***Gage***
I stare at Super Head, wondering what the fuck I’m going to do with her. The Snakes are easy, but her? She’s a woman. She’s dead, no matter what, but I don’t know if I have it in me to torture her. Maybe I should let Raven loose on her for a while, let her pound her to a pulp. I have her bound to a chair. We’re the only ones in the room, but she’s staring at the wall to her left. Raven filled me in on the sordid details but I can’t, for the life of me, understand why someone would do what she did.
I should have known it was a woman. The use of the dildo and her freaking out when the nurse touched her were clear signs. Even her drawings. I only realized the figure at the door became more feminine over time, after I saw Super Head on the surveillance video. I was right about one thing though. I’m the reason Raven got hurt.
“How do you think you should die?” I ask her.
“Of old age…sixty years from now.”
Now’s really not the time to be a smart ass, bitch.
“Look at me.”
She slowly turns her head to face me, her eyes unblinking and lifeless.
“Don’t forget who I am. You hurt my woman, took something that was mine. You’ll be lucky if you live through the night.”
She swallows and fear creeps into her eyes. Good. I leave her to stew on that while I check on what the boys are doing with the Snakes. Ace has been blowing up my phone, but Tek sent him a clip from the surveillance video. There’s nothing he can say or do to stop me this time.
My warehouse is a multi-purpose location. Yes, it houses my cars and bikes, but there’s an underground level where I’m able to…conduct sensitive business. That lower level is exactly where we are now. Super Head is in one room, the Snakes in another. I have Raven upstairs, impatiently waiting to get her hands on all of them. Shaking my head, I chuckle at her reaction. She’s something else. If women were allowed in the MC, I would probably patch her in right now. I don’t know if she’s adopting this behavior from me or if it’s been dormant inside her and I’m just bringing it out. Whatever the reason, she keeps proving how perfect she is for me.
I told her I was scared, and I was. Since I met her, she’s scared me more times than I care to count. The entire time we were tracking her down, all I could think about were the things I didn’t do for her, things I should have said but didn’t. I didn’t woo her or whatever the fuck you call it. I didn’t give her the romantic shit she wanted. Fuck, I’ve never even taken her on a date. I’ve told her how much I love her body, how much I love fucking her, but never told her I love her. She’s the only woman who’s ever made me happy. If love means not wanting anyone but her, not being able to see myself living without her, not being able to sleep if she’s not sleeping next to me…if it means jeopardizing my own happiness for hers…cutting out my own heart and giving it to her if she needs it…if that’s what it is then I’m hopelessly in love with her.
If Ellen could see me now.She warned me I wouldn’t see it coming. Now it’s happened, so that means those flying pigs are not only making snowmen in Hell, but also throwing snowballs at the Devil. I love her. I love her, and it’s time I told her.
After I take care of business.
I walk into the next room and immediately hear the motherfuckers begging for their lives. They better save their breaths. It’s not a matter ofifthey’re going to die butwhen. I see the guys have followed my instructions to a T. The Snakes are both naked, suspended vertically from the ceiling, above pieces of wood shorn to sharp points. One word from me and they’re fucked, literally and figuratively. They also have two blades strapped to their necks. The handles were removed and they were joined by the ends. One points to the neck, the other under the chin. Their heads drop, they’re dead. I cross my arms over my chest and glance from one to the other. From the smell of the place, they’ve already pissed themselves. That’s why there’s a big drain in the middle of the room – to wash away blood and any bodily fluids. We all took our turns knocking them around, so they’re already in pretty bad shape.
“Did you really think you were going to get away with this?” I ask. “Then again, you made a dumb bitch convince you to do it, so you’re obviously dumber bitches.”
“Just call our prez. He’ll tell you it wasn’t us, man.” This comes from the one with the gold teeth. I think Ace called him Ram.
“Ram? That’s your name, right? I already know you were out of town.ButI hear you had plans for my girl tonight. I told you I’d put a bullet in you if you even thought about touching her. You were warned, so now you’ve forced me to be more creative than a bullet.”
I motion to Razor and Venom with a nod and they loosen the ropes, lowering the Snakes closer to the spikes.
“You won’t get away with this!” the skinny one, Leather, yells.
