Page 47 of Tank
“Don’t you Kate me. I am so fucking angry with you right now. She’s put her life on the line, twice now, to help us. Then the second someone casts the slightest doubt on her, you turn your back. Wire has a fucking head injury, for God’s sake. You should be ashamed of yourself.”
She’s right. I jumped to conclusions and didn’t really give her a chance to explain.
“Where is she?” I say, jumping up off my bed and making sure I have everything I need.
“The warehouse we found Wire in, Willow texted me the address, as it was dark when we went there before. Come on then,” Kate says as she starts to head outside to the car.
“Take a few brothers with you,” Prez says.
Heading downstairs, I can see Joker, Cass, and Rafe are already mounting up. Carrie is behind Joker, and he doesn’t look happy about it. Kate is behind Cass, but she’s the one who doesn’t look happy. Rafe nods to the van the prospects are in, just in case. Nodding to them, I mount my bike and follow the directions Kate had sent to us all.
Pulling up a little way from the warehouse, we hoof it the rest of the way.
Once we meet back up, we sneak into the warehouse, spreading out to search. I can hear voices coming from upstairs, nodding to Joker and Carrie, who are with me. We follow the voices. We reach a doorway where we hide behind a cupboard and hear Pandora’s and some man’s voices. I look around the door frame to get a better look. I’m not sure if she notices me, but her whole body language changes.
“Lukas, why did you go after the MC?” she asks him.
“It was Dog’s idea. He likes them on the young side, and had raised the idea with his club, trying to get them on board, but his Prez had shot it down. He told Dog he was disgusted he’d even thought of the idea. Dog had a main girl, this guy he knew used to let him torture her. Turns out it used to be one of the member’s daughters and ol’ lady. When they rescued her, he wanted revenge.”
My head swivels to Carrie and Joker behind me. Carrie looks like she’s seen a ghost, and Joker is shaking with rage, holding onto her as tight as possible.
“Sick, twisted, fuck,” Pandora screams.
“Hey, I only had a small taste. It was Dog who was a regular.”
“Oh, hang on, you had a small taste. Do you mean you raped her too?”
“It wasn’t rape. He said she liked it.”
This must be Lukas she’s talking to and what he’s explaining is fucking bullshit.
“You sick, twisted, stupid, fuck, of course, it was rape. What woman wants to be tortured like that. Have the drugs fucked with your head so much that you don’t know what is right from wrong? Must have if you thought I would ever work with you voluntarily. The only reason I agreed to one job was to protect Tank and the club. I would never ever work with your sick twisted, disgusting ass.”
She is now screaming at him. I can’t believe she was willing to do all that to save the club and me. How I ever doubted her, I will never know.
“I told you, you will do as you’re told. If you want to make sure that the club survives and your true identity stays secret, then you will do as I say. You ruined all my plans when you saved that MC guy. You ruined everything.”
The pure shit coming out of this guy’s mouth is unreal. I can see Joker pushing Carrie behind him as he gets his gun ready, then nods toward Lukas.
That’s when I finally take him in, instantly you can tell he’s high, but he has a gun pointed directly at Pandora.
“Marco, is your insurance policy?” Pandora laughs, baiting him.
“How the fuck do you know that?”
“Because you’re a stupid fucker,” she replies, aiming her gun at him. “No reason for me not to take you out now,” she says, so strong.
“If I go, I’m taking you with me.”
That’s all that’s said, as both guns go off.
“Pandora,” I shout and take off, running to catch her as she falls.
“Hold on, darlin’, you stay with me,” I say as I try to stem the bleeding.
There is so much blood. He must have hit an artery or something. It’s running through my fingers as I apply more pressure.
“Tank, please, I’m sorry you thought I betrayed you,” she tries to say while gasping for breath.
