Page 47 of Hit and Run
“Thank you,” I say to him.
“I’m sorry about my brother,” he replies. My eyes widen at his words. How is this kid related to such a monster?
“It’s nothing I haven’t dealt with before,” I admit to him. My mind drifts to days with my stepfather and stepbrother. There’s nothing Scarface can do to me that they haven’t already done. The kid nods and leaves the room.
I pick at the food, not having much of an appetite. I decide to do something I haven’t done in a long time. I pray to a god I no longer believe in. The last time I prayed for help, nothing happened. My stepfather and stepbrother continued to abuse me and my mother continued to believe their words over mine. My faith in God withered away. Because why would God sit back and allow something so awful to happen to a child?
Things have changed since I left that hell hole. Maybe God is looking out for me this go ‘round. So, I pray for someone to come save me from this place and soon.
29
Shade
One week later
Diesel,Rascal, Kicks, and I are back at the clubhouse. A week has passed and we haven’t heard anything. When I got back to the clubhouse, I talked with Tech. He told me Torres made it seem like they fell off the grid. Tech couldn’t find a single clue to tell him where they went. All we know is they disappeared into Mexico.
Aside from talking to Tech, I’ve kept to myself. I didn’t sleep worth a damn all week and I doubt I will until I get Sienna back. I feel like a huge part of myself has been missing since she’s been gone and it’s killing me slowly. Sketch has been keeping Wren updated. She finally got a new phone and has been blowing mine up. Sketch told me Wren feels like it’s her fault TJ took Sienna. I know the feeling because I blame myself. When in reality, it isn’t either of our faults. The only person truly at fault for her being gone is TJ.
I’m sitting in my room, smoking on my pen and staring aimlessly at the TV when there’s a pounding on my door. I drag myself off the bed and open the door.
“Bull wants to talk to us,” Buster tells me. I walk out of my room, closing the door behind me and follow Buster to Bull’s office. The door is open, so we walk in.
“Shade, you look like shit,” Bull tells me honestly.
“Thanks.” I salute him. “What’s up?”
“I reached out to the Murphys,” he says to both of us.
“The Murphys, as in Declan Murphy,” Buster asks.
“Yes, those Murphys, but not Declan. His younger brother Finn. Finn and Lochlan have this side gig. They work with a crew in Kansas City saving trafficked girls and women,” Bull explains. “This crew buys women from a couple of different places, rehabilitates them and gets them set up in new locations where they’re protected by their affiliates. I sent them Sienna’s photo for them to keep their eyes open for her.”
“That’s great,” Buster says.
I don’t say anything. The different emotions I’m feeling all at once and the intensity they’re at has me on the verge of explosion.
“Finn did say it could be another week or so before Torres tries to sell her off. He said depending on how defiant a girl is and how long it takes to break them in determines how quickly they sell them,” Bull adds.
“Son of a bitch,” I mutter.
“What’s wrong,” Bull asks.
“Sienna has a mouth on her. With her past, she isn’t gonna let them break her so easily,” I explain. “That terrifies me for what they’ll do to get her to break.”
“We’ll keep looking for her. The Murphys are gonna send us everything they have on Torres and his affiliates. With all of us working together, we’ll get her back and fuck Torres’s world up,” Bull tells me. With that, Buster and I get up to leave.
“And Shade,” Bull says, stopping me just before I reach the door. I turn to look at him. “Keep me updated with what’s goin’ on in that head of yours. If you need to back down at any time, you know every brother in this club has your back.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, Prez,” I tell him and walk out of his office.
“Hey, brother,” Buster says, grabbing my attention.
“Yeah?”
“Come have a drink with us,” he suggests. I look down the hall to my room, then back to him.
“Alright.” I shrug and follow him to the main room. “But if anyone tries to talk to me about Sienna, I’m goin’ back to my fuckin’ room.”
