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