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“He said he was sorry, and I accepted his apology.” Gigi stuck her nose in the air.
“Did you tell him you got plowed by a big ass biker?” I asked.
“Can we go, please?” To my surprise, Gigi reached under the front seat and returned with the Glock. She placed it on the seat next to her.
I turned around and started the Explorer. We pulled from the curb and into a silent night. I was sure most of the sheriff’s and police department’s attention was on the front of the clubs, so I left the headlights off and rolled through town. Marcus would kill me if I didn’t make it back safely.
Pine Bluff wasn’t much of a party town, especially not late at night. We reached within a block of the whore house, and I pulled to the curb. Outside the whore house, sitting on their bikes were two Hell’s Messengers.
“Now what,” Gigi said.
Carmen reached under her seat and removed the second Glock. She chambered a bullet. “Let’s go kick some ass.”
“What’s up with you?” I asked.
“Tired of sitting behind a desk every day, looking at a computer screen that offered nothing back. I need some excitement in my life.” She opened her door. “We gonna do this?”
“You do understand that those two men will put a bullet in a woman just as fast as they would a man,” I said.
The door behind me opened, and Gigi got out. “Quit screwing around and come on.” She held the Glock in a shaky hand. She would shoot herself in the foot before she could shoot a Messenger.
“Wait. Both of you.” I got out and pulled them into the shadows. “This isn’t some television show. This shit is real, and so are those two men.”
“I have an idea,” Carmen said. “She handed over the Glock, rolled her tee shirt up to just under her boobs, and rolled down her waistband a couple of notches. She looked like a hooker, which I assumed was her plan.
“We’ll sneak around the side while you walk down the street,” I said. “Marcus would spank me until I was raw if he saw what was happening. Gigi handed over her Glock. She then proceeded to unbutton her blouse. She reached into her blouse and removed her bra. For a brief moment, I saw her tits and understood why Diesel wanted them so badly. “You two are going to get us killed.”
Carmen smiled, having way too much fun. “We’ll distract them, and then you pop a cap in their asses.”
“What?” I’d made a mistake, but it was too late to fix it. Carmen and Gigi started down the street together. It wouldn’t matter if I didn’t want my best friends in the biker world. They were fucking in it with no way of turning back.
I went around the building and headed toward the two bikers, staying in the darkness. I could still see Gigi and Carmen. They were walking like they had more issues than being hookers.
The bikers got off their bikes and faced the two women. They were still thirty feet away from each other when Carmen and Gigi stopped. I went ahead and took up a position behind a car.
“New street meat?” One of the bikers asked. He grabbed his crotch. “Why don’t you suck my dick? For free.”
“I’m going to bend this cunt over my bike,” the other Messenger said. “Stick it in her asshole.”
Carmen had too much fun and would worsen things if I let her. “I don’t think you two limp dicks have what it takes to satisfy women like us.” Carmen turned and looked back at the bikers. She glanced at me and then edged her shorts down over her ass.
The Messengers tossed their cigarettes and started forward. I ran from behind the car and pointed both Glocks. “Stop douchebags.”
The two men stopped and turned.
“Who the fuck are you?” the Road Captain said. I didn’t recognize him or the Prospect he was with. “You being a woman, I doubt you have the balls to pull a trigger.”
“Wanna try me?”
Gigi and Carmen joined me. Gigi took one of the guns.
“I do,” Gigi said, grabbing her crotch, which looked really badass wearing Khaki shorts. “Wanna try me?” It wasn’t working for her, and the two men laughed.
I jumped when the gun went off. The Road Captain yelled and grabbed his knee.
“Oh, shit!” Gigi said. She dropped the gun, and the Prospect darted forward. I had no choice. Marcus taught me to use deadly force that a bullet to the leg or arm could miss, allowing my attacker more time. I shot the prospect in the chest, and he dropped in front of me.
The Road Captain tried to hobble away, but Carmen wouldn’t allow it. She grabbed the man by the hair and jerked him back.
