away without too much damage. I don’t think Big John will let anybody fuck with you at the clubhouse. He’s not that type of guy, but if you cross him, he’ll have no problem tossing you out to the club to handle.” He pulled away, grabbing hold and then pushing back my shoulders so he could look at me. “Do me a favor and live through this, okay?”
I nodded my agreement while also wondering how far I would let them go before I had no choice but to fight. I wouldn’t just let them hurt me. I couldn’t. It wasn’t in my nature or upbringing to allow it. If for nothing more than the ability to run and push myself back up if I fall, I asked JD a favor.
“I know you have to take me and that you have no choice but to hand me over to Gunner, but do you have to hand me over defenseless?”
I looked down at my shirt and back up at him. “At least take me in there not tied? It’s scary enough having to do this at all, but having to do it with absolutely NO ability to block someone hitting me makes it absolutely terrifying. I have no way to protect myself.”
It was like a shadow fell over his face. His jaw ticked from his grinding teeth and his hands fisted against my shoulders. Seconds passed and he refused to look me in the eye, the decision about what to do obviously weighing heavily on his thoughts.
“Alright, listen, when we are almost there, I’ll untie you, but I’m talking feet away, not miles. You better not try anything stupid while we are in view of them. I won’t be able to stop them if they do anything about it.”
A small smile cracked my lips and he returned it.
Letting me go, he grabbed my legs and swung them over the seat before reaching over me and picking up the shirt I taken off when I tried to jump. Slipping it over his head, he nodded at me, guilt flickering in his eyes as he shut the door.
Chapter eleven
~ JD ~
“There’s been a change of plans, JD. Someone has loose lips in this house and Gunner is itchin’ to silence him. I’ve never seen the man so fucking pissed and I can’t blame him. I’m about to shove my boot up the narc’s ass, myself.”
My hand gripped the phone where I held it to my ear, my eyes flicking every so often to Holly in the seat beside me. We were ten minutes away from Diablo’s compound and it didn’t make me feel better to know that Gunner wouldn’t be there when I arrived.
“We’ve sent Bandana and Bandit to take the girl off your hands. They should be rolling up within the next few hours, so all you need to do is play nice until they get there. Diablo doesn’t have any qualms with Dominion as far as we know, so keep it silent about who you have with you and there should be no problems. Don’t forget to pick up the supplies for the run on your way out. I expect to see you in Washington late tonight.”
His timeline confused me because when I’d left, I’d been informed I had three stops to make instead of one. “What about the other two stops?”
The unmistakable sound of his zippo could be heard through the phone as he lit a cigarette and breathed out heavily. “Don’t worry about them. They’re gunning for the Joker just like everybody else and I don’t need any bullshit on my hands if they think you have information that might be useful to them. Just head straight back here. Diablo should be able to supply you with everything we need.”
“Understood.”
The line went silent and I knew he’d hung up. Big John wasn’t much for goodbyes. They were just extra words that slowed him down from whatever business he had to deal with at that moment.
Glancing over at Holly, I debated telling her about the change in plans, but finally decided it was necessary. Bandana and Bandit were twin brothers, both of whom had only been members of Hell’s Rebellion for two years but who’d already managed to build fucked up reputations within the club. They didn’t treat women well and it concerned me that Holly would be in their hands within the
I nodded my agreement while also wondering how far I would let them go before I had no choice but to fight. I wouldn’t just let them hurt me. I couldn’t. It wasn’t in my nature or upbringing to allow it. If for nothing more than the ability to run and push myself back up if I fall, I asked JD a favor.
“I know you have to take me and that you have no choice but to hand me over to Gunner, but do you have to hand me over defenseless?”
I looked down at my shirt and back up at him. “At least take me in there not tied? It’s scary enough having to do this at all, but having to do it with absolutely NO ability to block someone hitting me makes it absolutely terrifying. I have no way to protect myself.”
It was like a shadow fell over his face. His jaw ticked from his grinding teeth and his hands fisted against my shoulders. Seconds passed and he refused to look me in the eye, the decision about what to do obviously weighing heavily on his thoughts.
“Alright, listen, when we are almost there, I’ll untie you, but I’m talking feet away, not miles. You better not try anything stupid while we are in view of them. I won’t be able to stop them if they do anything about it.”
A small smile cracked my lips and he returned it.
Letting me go, he grabbed my legs and swung them over the seat before reaching over me and picking up the shirt I taken off when I tried to jump. Slipping it over his head, he nodded at me, guilt flickering in his eyes as he shut the door.
Chapter eleven
~ JD ~
“There’s been a change of plans, JD. Someone has loose lips in this house and Gunner is itchin’ to silence him. I’ve never seen the man so fucking pissed and I can’t blame him. I’m about to shove my boot up the narc’s ass, myself.”
My hand gripped the phone where I held it to my ear, my eyes flicking every so often to Holly in the seat beside me. We were ten minutes away from Diablo’s compound and it didn’t make me feel better to know that Gunner wouldn’t be there when I arrived.
“We’ve sent Bandana and Bandit to take the girl off your hands. They should be rolling up within the next few hours, so all you need to do is play nice until they get there. Diablo doesn’t have any qualms with Dominion as far as we know, so keep it silent about who you have with you and there should be no problems. Don’t forget to pick up the supplies for the run on your way out. I expect to see you in Washington late tonight.”
His timeline confused me because when I’d left, I’d been informed I had three stops to make instead of one. “What about the other two stops?”
The unmistakable sound of his zippo could be heard through the phone as he lit a cigarette and breathed out heavily. “Don’t worry about them. They’re gunning for the Joker just like everybody else and I don’t need any bullshit on my hands if they think you have information that might be useful to them. Just head straight back here. Diablo should be able to supply you with everything we need.”
“Understood.”
The line went silent and I knew he’d hung up. Big John wasn’t much for goodbyes. They were just extra words that slowed him down from whatever business he had to deal with at that moment.
Glancing over at Holly, I debated telling her about the change in plans, but finally decided it was necessary. Bandana and Bandit were twin brothers, both of whom had only been members of Hell’s Rebellion for two years but who’d already managed to build fucked up reputations within the club. They didn’t treat women well and it concerned me that Holly would be in their hands within the
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