Page 41 of Sexy Beginnings
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Jordan
As I grip the handlebars and twist the throttle, I say a silent prayer that I’m not too late. She has to be okay. My brothers are riding behind me, Pres agreed to let me take the lead, not him, given the circumstances. He headed back to the clubhouse with a few brothers, while Twisted, Torch, Wrench, Brick and I all went after Lucy. There is no way to confirm that they took her but I know in my gut that they did. I push my bike to its limits needing to get there as fast as possible. I know the other guys are struggling to keep up with me, especially Wrench and Brick because they took the truck. We thought that would be safe in case for some reason I can’t put Lucy on the back of my bike.
Once we get about five miles out, we slow down and start to coast toward the compound. As it comes into view, my blood runs cold. She is in there against her will.
I’m coming, Luce.
I don’t know how these assholes got her and Danny but I am going to make them fucking pay for it. I decide to start at what I assume is her father’s house, she’s talked about it enough that I’m confident I can pick it out, knowing that if she isn’t there, someone will know where I can find her.
We gather outside of the house each of my brothers looking at me, ready for me to lead them into battle. Many people look at our club as a monstrosity, a group of criminals. This is what it’s about. Family. Brothers willing to lay down their lives to save one of their own.
“I’m gonna go in first. Follow me and watch my back. Listen for my direction as we work our way through the house. From what Lucy used to tell me, everyone will most likely be asleep. Kids in two rooms, boys and girls, wives in multiple rooms all upstairs. The asshole will have his own room with whatever wife he chose for the night.” They all nod.
We silently take a few steps toward the house, I hold up a hand as I see movement to my left. I hear a voice I recognize. “Uncle Simon’s gonna give me a crack at her tomorrow.” He laughs and anger burns through me. It’s her fuck face brother. I’ll never forget his face, me and the boys paid him a visit after he approached Lucy that day. I’ll kill him before he can have another thought of touching her. He is standing about fifteen feet in front of us with another boy. Their backs are to us. I look at Twisted and with one glance, he is on the same page as me.
I move quickly pouncing on him. Knocking him to the ground and forcing my gun against his temple. “Say one word, you fucking pussy, and I’ll end your shit right the fuck now.” I look over at Twisted and he has the other boy in the same position. He nods at me, letting me know he has everything under control. “Where is Lucy?”
It takes a minute for him to recognize me in the darkness and without my cut on. The shit head laughs. “Where she belongs, finally getting the treatment that’s been coming to her.” I crack him in the nose with the butt of my gun relishing in the sound of bones cracking.
My hand tightens around his throat. “I suggest you fucking answer me this time, or I’ll put a bullet in your skull and get the answer from your boy who just pissed his pants.” I growl out, my patience thinning.
“Shit! I think you broke my nose! She’s in Uncle Simon’s house. You might as well just leave her. Last time I saw her she was as good as dead.” My heart stops. No. “Serves the bitch right.” I pull the trigger shooting the asshole in the head, the silencer ensuring we don’t wake anyone sleeping in the houses around us.
Pres, is gonna give me shit for that.
I stand up walking over to the boy Twisted has pinned. Cocking my gun and pointing it at him, he starts to cry like a little bitch. “Which one is Simon’s house?”
His sobs slow. “The on-one right th-there.” He shakily points to a house about two plots away from us.
“Knock him out, so he can’t warn anyone.” Twisted gives the kid a swift punch and he takes a little nap.
“Whip, you gotta keep your cool.” Torch is next to me.
“I’m fine. I gotta get to her now.” We walk toward the house. The back door is unlocked. As we enter, it’s eerily quiet. I don’t even know where to begin looking for her. We walk through the kitchen that’s when I hear footsteps. Someone is coming down the stairs. I raise a hand to signal them to stop moving. A girl no younger than Lucy was when she came to me, passes. I clamp a hand over her mouth and drag her into the kitchen.
“Tell me where Lucy is.”
She sneers at me, hate present in her eyes. I remove my hand so that she can respond. “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”
She’s lying. It’s obvious. Her stalling is pissing me off because I need to get to Lucy. My hand grips her neck as I lift my gun to her face. “Listen to me, you little bitch, you will tell me where my girl is right now or I’ll blow a hole through your fucking head where you stand. And if you think that your husband or one of the other many sluts that he keeps in this house will stop me,you're dead fucking wrong because they'll be fucking next.”
Her eyes grow wide. “Basement.”
“Where?” I bark out at her.
She motions toward a door to my left with her head.
“Brick, stay with her. We can’t have her getting reinforcements.” He nods taking my place by her side.
“Wrench, watch the steps we don’t need any surprises.”
“Got it.” He walks back the way we came.
“Torch, go outside and guard the perimeter make sure no one else comes in this house.” He nods before heading out through the back door.
“Come on.” I say to Twisted as I move toward the basement steps. I try to feel for a light switch, when I turn it on nothing happens. “Fuck. We are going in blind, brother.” The burner phones aren’t the nicest so they don’t have any flashlights. My heart pounds as I take each step down. I pause at the bottom letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. No matter how long I stand here this shit is not getting any clearer, from what I can tell it’s a basic basement with cement walls and floors. There doesn’t seem to be much around us either. The stench of piss is so strong and I’m forcing myself not to gag from it.
