at his hotel suite right after the concert. You can ride with us."
The concert ended at one A.M. Two roadies opened the side gates near the stage and the six Henchmen began to thunder out of the arena in pairs. Sandy and Slip rode first, followed by Fred and Bruce "Red" Tonnelly. Beef and Lucky Joe were in the rear. Alice rode with Fred. He placed her in front of him. She thought that unusual, but when she questioned him he assured her that he just wanted her to be safe. Barbara rode in front on Lucky Joe's bike. The bikes roared south onto Highway 395, the opposite direction from Bobby Jones' hotel.
The bikers took the girls to San Pagano, an old industrial town, thirty-five minutes from the concert arena. Barbara was the first to realize what was going on. She started to squirm in her seat.
"Let us go!" she screamed, turning to look at Lucky Joe. He grabbed her by the neck. "Shut the fuck up, or I'll drag your ass all over the street until your face is torn off," he said. A sinister delight shone in his eyes. Barbara started to cry. Lucky Joe laughed as they turned up Halston Street.
The San Pagano chapter was located in the middle of the industrial section of town. In the forties this had been a mini-boomtown, with factories and small businesses. Early in 1964 the shops started closing and people started to migrate to more prosperous areas. San Pagano is now a low-income community. Most of the factories are shut down. Few businesses remain. The ideal location for a Henchmen clubhouse.
The clubhouse was an old ranch-style home that had once belonged to one of the factory owners. The boarded-up factory still stood only thirty feet from the house. The Henchmen had bought it in '86. The bank had repossessed when the owners couldn't make the monthly payments. On the other side of the clubhouse stood a shabby bungalow that the factory owner had used to sleep guests. A family of eight now occupied the tiny three-room house. Living next to The Hench-men was something they had gotten used to. They were willing to put up with the noise and the occasional shotgun blast fired into the air. In fact, most of the neighbors welcomed living on a block where drug dealers and burglars dared not go.
Barbara was still crying and shaking. Alice, although aware of what was going on, had stayed calm. She figured she could charm her way out of this the way she always did. Lucky Joe had to carry Barbara into the house kicking and screaming. Alice, still being cool and no longer feeling the effects of the alcohol, was led in by Fred. He held her arm in a painful grip. She winced from the pain and fought back tears. Lucky Joe threw Barbara to the floor. Alice broke free from Fred's grip and ran over to Barbara. She tried to comfort her as the six bikers surrounded them.
"Hey, you guys," said Alice. "Don't you think this has gone far enough? You've had your fun. You scared the shit out of us, now you can let us go."
"We haven't had our fun yet," said Red. All the other Henchmen started to laugh. Red picked up Alice and pushed her toward Fred. Fred caught her and pushed her at Sandy. They continued this for about three minutes, until Alice was dizzy from being bounced around like a beachball. Barbara climbed to her feet and tried to intercede on Alice's behalf. "Leave her alone!" she cried, throwing herself between Lucky Joe and Sandy. The two girls stood there surrounded by the six bikers. Barbara trembled, wetting her pants. Alice ground her teeth together. How dare these men treat them this way? Who were these animals with no compassion? Why did they delight so at inflicting. suffering? Sandy stepped forward. The girls looked at him with a mixture of fear and disdain. With his long, straight black hair, square jaw, and high cheekbones, Sandy looked like a savage Indian of Western folklore. His huge, bodybuilder arms made him even more threatening. "Who wants to have the first dance?" he asked. Red turned up the stereo.
Both girls ran for the
The concert ended at one A.M. Two roadies opened the side gates near the stage and the six Henchmen began to thunder out of the arena in pairs. Sandy and Slip rode first, followed by Fred and Bruce "Red" Tonnelly. Beef and Lucky Joe were in the rear. Alice rode with Fred. He placed her in front of him. She thought that unusual, but when she questioned him he assured her that he just wanted her to be safe. Barbara rode in front on Lucky Joe's bike. The bikes roared south onto Highway 395, the opposite direction from Bobby Jones' hotel.
The bikers took the girls to San Pagano, an old industrial town, thirty-five minutes from the concert arena. Barbara was the first to realize what was going on. She started to squirm in her seat.
"Let us go!" she screamed, turning to look at Lucky Joe. He grabbed her by the neck. "Shut the fuck up, or I'll drag your ass all over the street until your face is torn off," he said. A sinister delight shone in his eyes. Barbara started to cry. Lucky Joe laughed as they turned up Halston Street.
The San Pagano chapter was located in the middle of the industrial section of town. In the forties this had been a mini-boomtown, with factories and small businesses. Early in 1964 the shops started closing and people started to migrate to more prosperous areas. San Pagano is now a low-income community. Most of the factories are shut down. Few businesses remain. The ideal location for a Henchmen clubhouse.
The clubhouse was an old ranch-style home that had once belonged to one of the factory owners. The boarded-up factory still stood only thirty feet from the house. The Henchmen had bought it in '86. The bank had repossessed when the owners couldn't make the monthly payments. On the other side of the clubhouse stood a shabby bungalow that the factory owner had used to sleep guests. A family of eight now occupied the tiny three-room house. Living next to The Hench-men was something they had gotten used to. They were willing to put up with the noise and the occasional shotgun blast fired into the air. In fact, most of the neighbors welcomed living on a block where drug dealers and burglars dared not go.
Barbara was still crying and shaking. Alice, although aware of what was going on, had stayed calm. She figured she could charm her way out of this the way she always did. Lucky Joe had to carry Barbara into the house kicking and screaming. Alice, still being cool and no longer feeling the effects of the alcohol, was led in by Fred. He held her arm in a painful grip. She winced from the pain and fought back tears. Lucky Joe threw Barbara to the floor. Alice broke free from Fred's grip and ran over to Barbara. She tried to comfort her as the six bikers surrounded them.
"Hey, you guys," said Alice. "Don't you think this has gone far enough? You've had your fun. You scared the shit out of us, now you can let us go."
"We haven't had our fun yet," said Red. All the other Henchmen started to laugh. Red picked up Alice and pushed her toward Fred. Fred caught her and pushed her at Sandy. They continued this for about three minutes, until Alice was dizzy from being bounced around like a beachball. Barbara climbed to her feet and tried to intercede on Alice's behalf. "Leave her alone!" she cried, throwing herself between Lucky Joe and Sandy. The two girls stood there surrounded by the six bikers. Barbara trembled, wetting her pants. Alice ground her teeth together. How dare these men treat them this way? Who were these animals with no compassion? Why did they delight so at inflicting. suffering? Sandy stepped forward. The girls looked at him with a mixture of fear and disdain. With his long, straight black hair, square jaw, and high cheekbones, Sandy looked like a savage Indian of Western folklore. His huge, bodybuilder arms made him even more threatening. "Who wants to have the first dance?" he asked. Red turned up the stereo.
Both girls ran for the
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