Dylan's Reaper: Soul Reapers #3

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was charged with watching over
you from Prez. ”
    “ Wait! What? ” Did he just say I was a
job to Knox?
    “ Yeah. Prez wanted someone to watch
over you. I don ’ t know all the details
I just know that Knox got the job. ”
    “ How do you know this? ”
    “ Trigger was mouthing off about
having to switch places with him when we attack the Hellhounds ’ camp after drinking too
much last night. ” Holy Shit! Was
he pressuring me to stay because it was his job or because he wanted me to?
    “ Listen, ” Ax said pulling me back
to our conversation.
    “ Hold on. ” My mind was spinning. “ It
was you in the safe house who came in and talked to me? ”
    “ Yeah. I wanted to say who I was,
but was afraid you would say something that might get us both in trouble. ”
    “ There is so much going on. The
Hellhounds said things to me that I still don ’ t
understand. ”
    “ We don ’ t
have time for more right now. I need to go and so do you. ”
    “ Go where? Why? ”
    “ Well that is the second thing I was
coming to tell you. ”
    “ What? ”
    “ We have Sam. ”
     
    Knox
    WHACK
    WHACK
    The sound of my fists connecting with flesh was the
only sound in the room.
    “ OOF! ” A face shot. Followed
by a gut shot. He hissed in pain.
    The sound of Whistler ’ s
voice stopped my next punch in mid-air. “ So
why don ’ t
you tell me why you are in Camden City. ”
    Silence.
    “ We could do this all night boy, ” Whistler added. “ Or
you could make this easy on yourself and just tell us a few basic things. Who
are you? Why are you here? ” Another dramatic pause. “ We
don ’ t
want to have to take a crowbar to your bike. A man ’ s
ride is his life, and we can end that just like we can end you. ”
    Silence. A head nod from Whistler to me.
    WHACK
    WHACK
    A knock on the door paused the beating as Gunner
joined us giving us the all clear sign. I opened and closed my fists. They
burned like a mother fucker, but there was no way I was giving this up until we
had answers.
    “ Did you come alone? ” I paused my assault
waiting to see if he would answer Whistler.
    “ Yes. ” It was barely a sound,
but at least we were starting to get somewhere.
    “ Why? ”
    “ Dylan. ” Her name on his lips
had me tagging him twice more before Tank could pull me off of him. No one was
going to hurt her ever again, especially not this asshole.
    “ Tell us why you want Dylan, ” Colton demanded as he
stood between me and the dead man.
    Our captive spit a mouthful of blood on the floor as
he struggled to sit up straight in the chair he was tied to. “ She
is everything to me and I could not let her be used anymore. ”
    “ No one is using her here. ” Wesson ’ s
calm voice rang throughout the room.
    “ Someone is, ” was all he said.
    “ Tell us what you know NOW, ” thundered Whistler.
    “ I know that you got a leak in this
club. I know that you cannot protect Dylan. And I know that all hell is about
to rain down on this fucking club. ” Another head nod from
Whistler.
    WHACK
    Who the fuck did this guy think he was? He came into
our town to spew this shit like its public knowledge.
    WHACK
    His head hung off his neck as his breath wheezed in
and out of his body.
    Colton tapped me on the shoulder and replaced my
body with his in front of our captive. “ Did
you know Dylan had family in this club? ” A head shake. “ How
did you know she was here? ”
    “ They ’ re
gonna kill me. ”
    “ How? ” growled Colton.
    “ A picture, ” he coughed. Colton was
about to hit him again when he continued. “ He
had a picture of a woman who looked just like Dylan. I put the pieces together
and tried to cover it up. ”
    “ And? ” Colton presssed.
    “ And it didn ’ t
work dip shit. ”
    WHACK
    Colton jabbed him square in the gut.
    “ Who had the picture asshole? ” Colton clenched and
unclenched his fists that lay at his side ready to strike at any moment.
    “ My club president. ”
    “ I am FUCKING losing

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