“I didn’t know! I swear! I wanted to get the girl and prove to my club I was meant to be there.”
Maucho pipes up next with a snarl. “You went into our land to prove to your club you was meant to be there? How fuckin’ stupid are you? Do you know what you did?”
“You started a war between the two clubs, fucker,” Gear casually answers.
“How can I apologize? Please! I’ll do anything!”
I smirk and look off to the side. “You can tell me what you know.”
“Some suit came into the club and was demanding we find some chick with her daughter who was hiding out here. He said she was his missin’ wife or some shit. He offered twenty-five large if we found her and killed her. I swear! That’s all I know.”
I pull my knife out of his leg and the man screams. “Where’s your phone?”
I have a plan and I can’t wait to get it rolling. The sooner I get these assholes out of my way, the better we’ll be.
“One of your guys took it.”
“Where’s this fucker’s phone?” I yell.
Nitro, one of my men that was a nomad for the longest time, steps up with the phone in his hand. He’s an Army veteran with a story to tell if you ever want to hear what true terror is. I’m happy he’s on our side, I’ll tell you that.
I grab the phone and try to turn it on. There is a fucking passcode on it. “What’s the passcode?”
“Fuck! You’re gonna get me killed!” He shouts.
I keep the information to myself that if I don’t kill him, he’s already dead by his men for being captured. This dick has no idea who he’s messing with at all.
“Pin!” I demand with the knife raised again.
“Five, four, five, four.”
I type it in and the phone comes alive instantly. “Thanks,” I retort without meaning my thanks.
“What’s the guy’s name?” Nitro barks.
Nitro isn’t the man to fuck with. He knows everything about everything. I swear, this man can see through anyone’s bull shit. That’s why I’m happy he’s on my side.
“Fuck! His name is Bill. He’s saved under Bill. Can you just kill me now?”
I smile. “Nah, too easy.”
I reach the number to Bill and call him right away. I want to get him on the phone.
“Why you calling me?” A man answers the phone.
“Hey, this is the guy you hired to do that job. Yeah, we found her. Want to come get her?” Nitro instructs.
“How do I know this isn’t a game?” The man asks.
“If you want your boss to love ya, you would come get the girl,” Nitro casually states.
“All right, I’m on my way. What’s the address?” The man stupidly bites.
“Give him the address to the diner,” I tell him.
I’m already thinking about how I’m going to hog tie his fuckin’ ass and throw him in the back of truck. He’s a small fish to fry and I’m going to enjoy every bit of this. This mother fucker has no idea who he is dealing with.
Nitro rattles off the diner’s address and I smile thinking how big of a dumb ass this dude is.
They started a war coming over into my territory and I’m going to finish it.