Page 43 of Property of Raider
“I leave you in the hands of others for two years and already you’ve gotten smaller,” the stranger ribs pulling away.
“Aww, do you not have anyone else you can guilt into being murdered in the gym every fucking day?”Anvil shakes his head.
The man just shakes his head before turning back to me, stepping forward with his hand out.“Pete Mathison, everyone calls me Dragon.It’s a pleasure to finally meet the men Fallon has talked so highly of over the years.”
Stepping forward, I shake his hand.“Raider.Can’t say that I’ve heard anything about you.”
“Not surprised, our times spent together aren’t moments you want to remember,” Dragon says, shaking his head.
“They weren’t all bad,” Anvil pats him on the back.
“As great as you gentlemen catching up is, mind telling us what you’re doing with Anastasia?”Remedy cuts in, vibrating with anger.
“Let’s just say I’ve found my way into the heart of some very fucked-up people running an even more fucked-up business.Which is where I found your woman,” he says, leaning back onto the rear of the SUV.
“That we’ve gathered.What isn’t adding up is how you knew to let us know about her and how you got her the fuck out,” Terro states, unease rolling off him.
“Lucky for her and you all, Fallon here has a very distinct tattoo on his forearm that matched the emblem on the t-shirt she had on when they had me transfer her at the garage.Add to the fact that your hacker boy was digging into Alfaro Cartel and Shea Austin, which triggered a warning for my team.Your man does a good job covering his tracks, and to be honest if it wasn’t for Anastasia showing up when she did, I don’t know that we would’ve connected the dots.Mix it all together, and here we are,” Dragon states like it’s no big deal.
“That’s an awful lot of luck,” Token snaps.“And I don’t believe in luck like that.”
The nonchalant attitude goes away in a flash, replaced by the cold mercenary he is.“None of this was luck.It happened exactly how it needed to happen.So let me say this the nicest way I can say it.Stay the fuck out of our way.”
The good ol’ boy act drops from Anvil.“No disrespect to you and yours, but this is a lot closer to the club, and we will deal with the ones that need to be dealt with how we see fit.We either work together or stay out of each other’s way.”
There is a long pause, and everyone is tense and waiting.Dragon searches everyone's faces for a long time before dropping his arms and standing to his full height.
“I’ll talk with my team and be in touch.Until then, do your best not to blow my entire operation out of the fucking water, yeah?”His tone is meant to sound friendly, but the undercurrent is there.
“I don’t make it a habit of fucking shit up,” I nod, sticking my hand out.
“You may not, but that brother of yours sure fucked things up all the time.”He takes my hand, giving it a firm shake before turning to Anvil.
They shake hands before he pulls him into another one-armed man hug.“Sergeant at Arms looks good on you, brother.”
Anvil steps back, giving only a slight tilt of his head before stepping back into his spot at my shoulder.We watch as Dragon goes to climb into the SUV when he stops, turning back to look right at Remedy.
“She had IV antibiotics and fluids for the infection in her leg.We’re assuming she had a fever-induced seizure and some head trauma.The leg has been bandaged but can’t be stitched as it needs time to drain some.I assume you can handle what needs to be done, Remedy?”Dragon smirks at the second of shock on Remedy’s face.
He recovers quickly.“Shouldn’t be an issue.”
The man gives one last head nod before climbing into his SUV and starting it up.He makes a wide circle around us and the bikes, making his way to the long driveway and exit.We stand there not saying a word, everyone still wrapping their minds around what just actually fucking happened.
“Well Anvil, it seems you have some interesting fucking friends,” Blitz finally taunts.
“If you weren’t such a jackass, then you might have some too,” Anvil mocks, slapping him on the back as he makes his way to the slaughterhouse where we delivered a package earlier in the evening.
He makes it about three steps when a throwing knife plants itself in the gravel just in front of Anvil’s foot.He looks up at the roof of the slaughterhouse, shaking his head.
“Do not say it, fuckhead.We all know he did not miss and taunting him will end with you having stitches or missing an eye,” Mercy growls as he steps out of the tree line behind him.
Anvil looks back at him, smirking.“Do I look like a man who wants to test his fate tonight?”
“You assholes seem to like testing your luck,” Mercy drawls, walking past us.“I’ve done my job in teaching him to share his toys.Now it’s up to you fuckers to teach when he should and shouldn’t.”
Mercy doesn’t even get the last word out of his mouth when a throwing star wheezes by his head, nicking his ear.Mercy growls, throwing up a bird before marching to the door.I just shake my head because what the fuck else is there to do with them?The guys split into two groups, those going into the slaughterhouse to deal with the traitor and those helping to get Anastasia back to the clubhouse.
The sound of boots on gravel catches Anastasia’s attention, and the little smile she gives me causes my cock to go rock hard.The thought of seeing that soft look on her face after several orgasms is a dream I’ve never been able to outrun.I step up to her, my thighs bracketing her legs where she’s seated on my bike.Anastasia tilts her head back, looking up at me as I run my hand into the hair at the nape of her neck, wrapping it around my fist.My cock jumps at her sharp intake of breath before she sighs and relaxes into my hold.
