Page 51 of Property of Raider
“What the fuck happened after I left the fucking slaughterhouse?”I order looking over at Anvil.
“We finished the job as we were told.Blender decided to play some more.He had several new toys he wanted to try.So, we let him for a while and then let him bleed out like the rat he was,” Anvil states like it’s an everyday thing.
“That motherfucker didn’t sufferer long enough,” Mercy grinds out.
“This is great,” I grumble, looking over at Terro.“Be prepared to have the crew here to fix some things and make sure someone has Ainsley on speed dial because this is going to go from a tremor to a full-blown earthquake.”
“That great, huh?”Terro looks between the brothers.
“Yep.”
“Care to share with the whole class or are we just here to keep you company?”Blitz snaps.
I cut my eyes to Mercy, so there is no mistake about what I’m about to say.If I’m honest with myself, I’m banking on the fact that he still respects me enough to heed my words.“What you’re about to find out, you will not like.Know this—when things finally come to a head, you and Blender can do whatever, however, to whomever you choose.What we are not going to fucking do is tear my goddamn club up.Do you understand me?”
Mercy says nothing at all, his eyes filling with fire hot enough that I’m surprised he’s not breathing fire.
“Do I make myself fucking clear?”I growl.
He arches an eyebrow before standing to go stand beside Blender.They watch us all with matching glares, arms across their chests, not saying a word but giving a subtle nod.I have to take that for what it is and pray they do as I asked.I run my hands over my face and up into my hair, closing my eyes, preparing for what’s to come.
I give the men the rundown of everything Hermes and I talked about, leaving out the part of him and Jenny having a thing.When I get done, everyone is sitting there not saying a word.As if speaking would mean it wasn’t a dream and we'd been being screwed over for nearly twenty years.
“I can’t even.What the fuck, man?”Token shakes his head.
“A woman?A motherfucking woman has been doing this to other women?”Rhino whispers, looking as if he has been punched in the gut.
“From where I’m sitting with all the information we’ve gathered, that is what it looks like.”I tell them.
“Why Auntie Lynn though?She had nothing to do with any of this.”Terro’s question catches me a little off guard.
“Honestly, at this point I think Auntie Lynn has more to do with Anastasia than the sex trafficking.”I answer him honestly.
“When are we going to have this sit-down with Anastasia and Ainsley to work out the missing pieces they might have?”Anvil probes.
“Let’s plan to sit-down with them tomorrow after lunch.It’ll give Anastasia a chance to get some rest and time for us to check with Ainsley and make sure she is free.”I answer him.
We all sit there quietly processing all the information for a long moment.When no one says anything, I dismiss everyone, letting them know they don’t all have to be here tomorrow except for Terro, Anvil, and Pope.I know without a doubt Mercy will be here.
Blender kicks off the wall, comes to the table and tosses a throwing star into the table in front of me.I look at it and then look up at him with a cocked eyebrow and a smirk.
“Something you want to say?”I challenge him, knowing he’s looking for a fight, and right now I’m about ready to give him one.
“The fact that she’s a woman means nothing,” is all he says before he storms out of church.
When he is gone, I sigh, knowing that I’ve dodged a very large bullet that would likely kill me.Church clears out, and a soul-deep tiredness takes hold of me.I finally find the strength to make my way to my room where I will shower and try to catch some sleep before talking to Anastasia about the sit-down tomorrow.
Chapter Seventeen
Anastasia
After Raider hands me my new phone, I immediately call Rusher.It rings for several minutes, and just when I think he isn’t going to answer it, he does.
“Ma?”He sounds out of breath.
“Oh, my sweet Rushy.You’re okay,” I sob once again because I know for a fact in this moment he really is okay.
“Ma, where are you?Are you okay?”he asks me in a hurry.
