Discovering Me
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The drug lord makes a motion with his hands for his crew to lower their guns. “We don’t need to start bloodshed right now. We’ll take what we want eventually.”
What a dumb fuck. My brother’s laughter roars as we walk out. They may be the fucking cartel, but we’re goddamn Breakneck, and we are used to motherfuckers starting shit with us. Grant you, this is the largest we will have ever gone against. We do have the manpower, guns, and the funds to cover our asses.
He wants a war? Well, he got himself one.
When we reach our bikes, we wait for our Prez to give us our orders as we straddle our ladies.
“When we get back, call up the other charters, Pyro. Their families are safe, but ours are not. Get them here. Our town needs our fuckin’ protection too. We can’t cover everything by ourselves,” he growls low so that someone might not hear. “Shoot Juan a fuckin’ text; tell him not to help these fuckers. You can tell him everything. It’ll piss him off too. They don’t have his number because I didn’t get a chance to write it down, but he needs to be cautious anyway.”
More goddamn bloodshed.
“Pyro and Smokey, you guys need to go and get Berry. Since she lives the farthest, you both need to go. Two is better than one. Rap, can you handle swingin’ by Sated to get Piper,” Prez asks as we hit the throttles on our ladies.
Shit, Piper!
“Prez…” I drawl. “I’d feel a fuck ton better if you, Rap, and I all went to Club Sated.”
“That’s fine, but let’s make this shit quick. We gotta inform the other brothers. I’ll call a gathering meetin’ so we can prep the family.”
Great. It’s about to get ugly.
“We need to get Zig Zag and Storm back here, but I want Shadow to keep Tea fuckin’ far away. ZZ has lost enough fuckin’ members of his family; let’s not let him lose another. So don’t call Shadow back, and that’s a fuckin’ order.
What bullshit. All of this is fucking bullshit.
We notice three cars following us as we leave and you can tell my brother is losing his patience. He shakes his head back and forth as we ride along the highway. When Pyro and Smokey turn off to get Berry, one car veers off and trails behind them. The other two vehicles tail us all the way, until we pull in front of Sated.
Piper is walking a redhead out of the building when I turn my lady off. Prez, Rap, and I are all thinking the same thing as Piper hugs the woman. Her being friendly with whoever that is cost that redhead her freedom. If these cartel assholes think Piper is friends with this girl, they will go after her.
When I nod my head no, Piper tells the redhead to hold on a second.
“Club problems. Get your new friend, and let’s go.”
The redhead looks taken aback by my behavior and she should. I am the strange man who ordered them to follow us.
“My name is Jinx, and I’m sorry, but I won’t be coming along.”
Trying to apologize doesn’t cover the sassy from showing.
Piper pulls her aside and gestures with her hands. I can’t imagine what the fuck Piper is saying to her, but whatever she has said caused the redhead to stumble a little backward.
Whatever was said works because she follows Piper as she walks towards me.
“You’ve got some explainin’ to do to this lady,” she points, “when we get there.” She walks towards Tea’s car. I hope to fuck she is taking care of it because Piper tends to be a little messy.
“Frank, Piper won’t be coming back tonight. Make sure, if you need anything here, to call me and only me. Leave Piper and Winter alone. Shit goin’ down, and if you want to prove yourself, here’s your chance,” he threatens.
Thank fuck the redhead is out of hearing range because if she weren’t, she’d be running for her life, scared shitless if she isn’t already.
***
Chapter Seven
Piper
Beside me, Jinx shifts with nervous movements as I drive back to the compound. Me and my overfriendly ways cost her her freedom for a while. I am such a fuck up sometimes. The club has been quiet about business dealings, so I have no idea what the hell is going on, but if he made me drag a stranger back home, it has to be awful.
“I’m sorry,” I say as I wait for the large Breakneck gate to open. “I have no idea what is going on, but I feel like it has to do with those two cars following behind the guys on our way here. They don’t ask for anything that isn’t necessary.”
She leans her head against the window. “I won’t pretend not to be pissed, because I am, and where I am at now in my head… I wish I wouldn’t have applied for the job.”
If she thinks her saying so would make me angry with her, she is wrong. I wish she didn’t apply as well. She wouldn’t be here if she hadn’t.
“You deserve to feel the way you do. Honest to god, I don’t know what the hell is goin’ on, but Braxxon will let us know, especially since I have you with me. He won’t keep you in the dark.”
She turns her head away from the glass to look at me. “Who is Braxxon?”
“He is the club president. Also, my friend’s husband. A town badass.”
Jinx huffs and turns back to the window. “This is bullshit.”
Whoa. First curse word I have heard come from her mouth. “It is. Again, I am sorry. We’ll listen to what they have to say, and if you’re stuck with me for a bit, we will get fuckin’ wasted tonight,” I offer. She did say she likes to unwind after working. I think this is a worthy occasion.
What a dumb fuck. My brother’s laughter roars as we walk out. They may be the fucking cartel, but we’re goddamn Breakneck, and we are used to motherfuckers starting shit with us. Grant you, this is the largest we will have ever gone against. We do have the manpower, guns, and the funds to cover our asses.
He wants a war? Well, he got himself one.
When we reach our bikes, we wait for our Prez to give us our orders as we straddle our ladies.
“When we get back, call up the other charters, Pyro. Their families are safe, but ours are not. Get them here. Our town needs our fuckin’ protection too. We can’t cover everything by ourselves,” he growls low so that someone might not hear. “Shoot Juan a fuckin’ text; tell him not to help these fuckers. You can tell him everything. It’ll piss him off too. They don’t have his number because I didn’t get a chance to write it down, but he needs to be cautious anyway.”
More goddamn bloodshed.
“Pyro and Smokey, you guys need to go and get Berry. Since she lives the farthest, you both need to go. Two is better than one. Rap, can you handle swingin’ by Sated to get Piper,” Prez asks as we hit the throttles on our ladies.
Shit, Piper!
“Prez…” I drawl. “I’d feel a fuck ton better if you, Rap, and I all went to Club Sated.”
“That’s fine, but let’s make this shit quick. We gotta inform the other brothers. I’ll call a gathering meetin’ so we can prep the family.”
Great. It’s about to get ugly.
“We need to get Zig Zag and Storm back here, but I want Shadow to keep Tea fuckin’ far away. ZZ has lost enough fuckin’ members of his family; let’s not let him lose another. So don’t call Shadow back, and that’s a fuckin’ order.
What bullshit. All of this is fucking bullshit.
We notice three cars following us as we leave and you can tell my brother is losing his patience. He shakes his head back and forth as we ride along the highway. When Pyro and Smokey turn off to get Berry, one car veers off and trails behind them. The other two vehicles tail us all the way, until we pull in front of Sated.
Piper is walking a redhead out of the building when I turn my lady off. Prez, Rap, and I are all thinking the same thing as Piper hugs the woman. Her being friendly with whoever that is cost that redhead her freedom. If these cartel assholes think Piper is friends with this girl, they will go after her.
When I nod my head no, Piper tells the redhead to hold on a second.
“Club problems. Get your new friend, and let’s go.”
The redhead looks taken aback by my behavior and she should. I am the strange man who ordered them to follow us.
“My name is Jinx, and I’m sorry, but I won’t be coming along.”
Trying to apologize doesn’t cover the sassy from showing.
Piper pulls her aside and gestures with her hands. I can’t imagine what the fuck Piper is saying to her, but whatever she has said caused the redhead to stumble a little backward.
Whatever was said works because she follows Piper as she walks towards me.
“You’ve got some explainin’ to do to this lady,” she points, “when we get there.” She walks towards Tea’s car. I hope to fuck she is taking care of it because Piper tends to be a little messy.
“Frank, Piper won’t be coming back tonight. Make sure, if you need anything here, to call me and only me. Leave Piper and Winter alone. Shit goin’ down, and if you want to prove yourself, here’s your chance,” he threatens.
Thank fuck the redhead is out of hearing range because if she weren’t, she’d be running for her life, scared shitless if she isn’t already.
***
Chapter Seven
Piper
Beside me, Jinx shifts with nervous movements as I drive back to the compound. Me and my overfriendly ways cost her her freedom for a while. I am such a fuck up sometimes. The club has been quiet about business dealings, so I have no idea what the hell is going on, but if he made me drag a stranger back home, it has to be awful.
“I’m sorry,” I say as I wait for the large Breakneck gate to open. “I have no idea what is going on, but I feel like it has to do with those two cars following behind the guys on our way here. They don’t ask for anything that isn’t necessary.”
She leans her head against the window. “I won’t pretend not to be pissed, because I am, and where I am at now in my head… I wish I wouldn’t have applied for the job.”
If she thinks her saying so would make me angry with her, she is wrong. I wish she didn’t apply as well. She wouldn’t be here if she hadn’t.
“You deserve to feel the way you do. Honest to god, I don’t know what the hell is goin’ on, but Braxxon will let us know, especially since I have you with me. He won’t keep you in the dark.”
She turns her head away from the glass to look at me. “Who is Braxxon?”
“He is the club president. Also, my friend’s husband. A town badass.”
Jinx huffs and turns back to the window. “This is bullshit.”
Whoa. First curse word I have heard come from her mouth. “It is. Again, I am sorry. We’ll listen to what they have to say, and if you’re stuck with me for a bit, we will get fuckin’ wasted tonight,” I offer. She did say she likes to unwind after working. I think this is a worthy occasion.
