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Face
Music pumped out into the night from the wild party going on next door. The bass was so deep every thump made the glass in our windows vibrate. Luckily we had Tershie in the guest apartment on the far side of our building and the sound was muted back there.
Cuba and I stood in the dark on our roof and watched the men and women going wild as they drank, danced and fucked. Oh yes, they got it on right out there in the open not giving a shit who watched. And there were a lot of us watching, yes, I counted myself and Cuba as a part of those who were watching, it was damned entertaining and took my mind off what I would be doing soon, very soon.
And sadly, it made me realise how long it has been since I did the horizontal mambo. Years, it has been years since I had sex with someone. After I got out I had been so busy setting up our business and planning for the future I lost interest in finding someone for a quick one night bang. And to be honest, I found it hard to trust and that’s bad when you’re looking for a hook up.
Watching a good looking big guy slamming into a woman he had bent over a bike with her skirt around her waist was entertaining. And hot, very, very hot. I felt a little tingle as he finished with a roar then slapped her ass and pulled out. He pulled the condom off his big cock, tied it off and threw it in a big bin, settled his junk and zipped up. Only then did he help her off the bike, pulled her skirt down, patted her on the ass and walked away. Wow, it must have been a random fuck. I grinned and shook my head, these guys next door, they were unbelievable.
“Holy hell that was hot. I’m putting that in the spank bank, definitely.” Cuba mumbled.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I quickly pulled it out, looked at the text and typed an answer.
The ambulance was on its way and Murchison’s men were being taken care of. With one last look at the party we left the roof. As long as the guys next door were busy we would be safe. And they looked very, very busy.
We were ready when my phone chimed again and a text with one word appeared. “Now.”
Pet, Evvie and Mads ran with Rentia and Denzil for the small door hidden in the right hand corner of our back wall and the rest of us made our way down into our tunnel. It was a bit of a bitch getting the stretcher safely down the stairs but we managed. Down in the tunnel we could no longer feel the vibration of the bass and I hoped they were still going strong up there.
Cuba and I ran ahead while Denver and Stef came after us in a fast walk/jog. Tershie was asleep because Stef had given her something to keep her calm and relaxed so the movement of the stretcher wouldn’t scare her. She was white as the blanket that covered her and I was so worried about her. It made me more determined than ever to get her out and to safe medical treatment.
As I reached the door I looked up at the camera and spoke softly to Star. “We’re ready when you are.”
Her answer came back almost immediately. “The glitch is now running. Tunnel secure and door will be open in three seconds. Stay safe out there, please.”
We waited as the door silently swung open. I stepped back and waved Cuba ahead and she immediately ran full speed down to the tunnel exit. She would ensure Denver and Stef was covered when they brought Tershie out. I watched everyone’s back as we jogged down the tunnel. Everything went smoothly. The guys left the tunnel and made their way out of the building to where the others and the ambulance were waiting.
Cuba and I stayed in the shadows watching until we were sure my family was safe inside the vehicles and the others had returned through our back door and only then did we return. Letting Star know we coming back into the tunnel we stepped in, closed the exit door, listening for the buzz that told us Star had locked it again, and then ran like the devil was on our asses. The door to our tunnel was closed and Star would only open it when we were closer. And then we were almost there and the door slowly started to swing open.
But we had a problem. There were furiously pissed off men running towards us and I gave Cuba a shove through the half open door to safety. I didn’t have enough time to follow her or wait for the door to close. Slapping my hand on the emergency button just inside the door I jumped back and slammed the door shut manually, shutting off Cuba’s violent swearing. Turning I raised my hands and faced the men who were now crowding around me.
Shitballs! I had sort of prepared for this but not fully. At least this would give me the opportunity I needed to talk to War without Murchison finding out. If I survived long enough, that is.
Angry faces stared at me and I stared right back, not giving an inch. I had always known the day would come when the Sinners caught us in their tunnel. I survived nineteen years with Murchison and ten years in prison, I could do this. Easy.
Some of the men shuffled aside, opening a path for War Knight and two men who stalked towards me. I kept my hands at shoulder height and waited.
War stopped right in front of me and I looked up at him not saying a word.
“How long have you been fucking around in my tunnel?” The highly pissed off president of the Sinners asked in a tight but so very pissed off voice.
I shrugged and narrowed my eyes as if I had to think about it. “I would say about three to three and half years, give or take a month.”
A short guy with wild hair and glasses stepped out from the surrounding men. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. That’s how long you’ve been fucking around with my systems down here? If I hadn’t decided on extra cameras last night you would have succeeded once again. You and your bloody hacker are pissing me off.”
I couldn’t help it. I dropped my arms, crossed them over my chest and winked. “That’s right, Mouse, we would have. Star could teach you sooo much about....” I was about to piss him off when Star’s voice shouted at me and everyone jerked and looked towards the door. Except me, because that’s not where her voice was coming from.
“Face! Stop pissing the bikers off and get back here. We have shit going down with the sperm donor and now’s not the time to play let’s meet the neighbours down there.”
I couldn’t stop the half-smile if you paid me. “Hey, who died and made you the boss? And just saying, I’m not playing with them.” I said as I looked right at the camera she had concealed in the tunnel.
“Shit.” She mumbled. “I’m sorry but you should know Cuba is pissed at you. She tried to open the door and I had to override her seven, yes, you heard me right, seven freaking times! Tell the bikers sorry and get your ass back up here. You’ve got a job to do and now’s not the time for hello how are you’s.”
My shoulders shook as I laughed and shook my head. I looked up at an even angrier War and shrugged. “Sorry, my crew is a bit over protective right now but....” And that’s when I saw the man standing behind War clearly for the first time since they caught us in the tunnel.
My words dried up as I tilted my head while staring at him. I looked from War to the guy and nodded to myself.
“Ah, that’s why he looked so familiar.” I mumbled as I gave my version of a frown.
“Who looks familiar?” Someone asked and when I turned to answer I saw it was Wheels.
“Heeeey, Wheels, fancy meeting you down here.” I teased.
“Stop fucking around, Face, and answer the question. Or I will make you answer it.” He snarled, obviously highly pissed off.
I laughed, I couldn’t help it and it pissed him off even more. His hand reached out to grab me and I sidestepped him and deflected his hand.
“Hands off the merchandise or you won’t get any answers out of me.” I snapped, no longer amused.
Wheels gave an evil grin. “Oh little girl, I will make you sing like a fucking canary once I get my hands on you.”
“No, you won’t, and you want to know why not? I’ll give you one word and it should tell you everything you need to know. Murchison.”
“What do you mean?” He looked confused and angry at the same time.
“She’s been tortured by one of the best and never gave it up, assholes! That’s what she means.” Cuba’s muffled voice came through the door and I pointed at it and clapped my hands.
“Ten points to the pissed off bitch behind door number two.” I said in a sing-song voice.
“Stop with this shit and give me a straight answer. Who did you take out through my tunnel? And why?” War stepped in his anger not so obvious now.
“I’m not talking in front of all these men. I don’t know if they like to get chatty when they get their cocks polished, so I’d rather not take that chance.”
Again Cuba shouted through the door. “Oh, oh, oh, talking about cock polishing. We saw some epic polishing going on tonight. Bravo to you guys and thanks for the show. Especially the big gorgeous hunk of a man bending that bitch over his bike and taking her from behind, oooweee! Plus he spanks! How perfect is that! Epic spank bank material, dude, my vagina thanks you.”
I slapped a hand over my eyes and shook my head then shouted at her. “Cuba! Shut the hell up and go help the others.”
“No! I’m telling it...”
She didn’t finish because Star started yelling at me.
“Oh shit! Face, you have some pissed off company looking for you. The B-man is on the warpath and searching for you. He wants to know why you haven’t checked in.”
Not good, not good at all. I didn’t like pissing Bruno off.
“Shitballs. Okay, we need to get this done before he finds us, and he will find us. He’s a determined bastard and my girls won’t be able to keep him away for long.” I said quickly.
When I looked away from where I had been staring at the door most of the men in the tunnel had disappeared. I was alone with War, Wheels and three other men, only one of which I knew the name of, and damn, he really looked a lot like War. Sexy as all hell. I shook that off and concentrated on the other guys. They looked pissed and a bit confused but I didn’t have time for them right now. I had other problems to sort out.
“I’ll tell you everything tomorrow morning. Let’s make it around eleven so it gives you time to recover from your epic party. It’s not fun discussing business with a hangover. We’ll meet right here because I can’t be seen meeting with anyone besides Bruno. The sperm donor will know something is going down if I come strolling over to your compound. I have too many eyes on me right now.” I looked up at War as I spoke. “I promise what I have to show you is important to your club plus I’ll tell you why we used your tunnel tonight. Deal?”
War was silent for a few seconds and then he nodded. “Fine. We’ll meet here at ten, not eleven, and then you and I will have a chat.”
I gave a quick nod in agreement then spoke to Star. “Open the door, and tell Bruno I was on the roof watching the bikers fucking and now I’m on my way to my office.” I gave a resigned sigh. “That should give me enough time to prepare for the chewing out he’s going to give me. Plus he’s going to be pissed I was watching some strange guys fucking.” I gave a groan. “He’s such a bloody big brother.”
“That’s another thing I need to know. What’s your relationship with Bruno Nichols?” War asked as we all watched the slowly opening door.
“I’ve known Bruno for about fifteen almost sixteen years. He and his family are very good friends of mine and I trust him completely.” I said as I moved to the door where I could see Cuba waiting.
War nodded then pointed a finger at me. “If you’re not here tomorrow morning I’m blowing this door and coming in. Do we understand each other?”
I gave him a little wave over my shoulder as I slipped through the door. “Perfectly. See you tomorrow.” I said as the door started closing. Just before it closed completely I winked and blew Wheels a kiss. I laughed when he gave a pissed of snort.
Cuba and I didn’t wait around. We rushed through the tunnel and up the stairs that exited in the pantry. Grabbing arms full of snacks and a six pack of beer from the fridge we sauntered down to my office. We acted as if we had come back in with Pet and Evvie and had been on the roof watching live porn. Not that it was going to stand up to investigation. Bruno was on to us.
War
War stood staring at the door that was virtually invisible now that it was closed.
How the fuck had those bitches done this without being caught in the act? And what did it mean for his club? Would they have to close the tunnel down? All questions he did not have answers to right now.
“Let’s get to my office.” War turned and stalked back down the tunnel. He was pissed, so fucking pissed.
First his daughter and the enemy she had brought into his home and now this. It did not bode well for the rest of the fucking weekend.
At least Keeley and Marcia were safe upstairs in his wing of the clubhouse. One thing he was glad of was that he wasn’t up there right now because he knew his wife was giving his daughter the dressing down she deserved.
Drawing his attention back to the business at hand he stalked into his office, leaving the door open for the others.
They were sitting in his office waiting for the prospect to bring the beer War had asked for. No one said a word, they knew now was not the time. Once they had their drinks and the door was shut he tipped his beer up and drank deep.
“Do you think she’ll be there tomorrow morning?” To War it looked like Kid was very interested to hear the answer.
“Definitely. That bitch has a mighty big set of balls on her.” Wheels answered before War could but he agreed with his enforcer. The bitch definitely had a big set of balls.
“What are you thinking, Nathan?” War asked and watched his son’s eyes shutter. It was obvious he didn’t like being called by his birth name.
“My name is Kid.” He growled.
“Nope, can’t be, just can’t. It has to change.” Rock said shaking his head from side to side.
Everyone looked at him questioningly, waiting on an explanation. They didn’t have to wait long.
“Imagine this scenario. The two of us are out hitting a club or a pub or whatever. We meet a couple of hot babes and they ask if we are brothers because we look alike and getting it on with two brothers is hot. Then they want to know our names and he points to his chest, as you do, and says Kid, then he points at me and says, Rock. ” He threw his hands up in mock disgust. “We’ll never get any good pussy I tell you, never.”
The men roared with laughter.
Kid
Kid frowned, he didn’t get it.
“What? What’s so fucking funny?” Kid growled at his laughing brothers.
Spider was still laughing as he swung a finger between the two of them. “Kid and Rock, Kid Rock.” He got out in a gasp.
The realisation of the ridiculousness of their combined names hit Kid and he couldn’t help it, he gave a short laugh as well. Rock was fucking wrong. Firstly he would never go looking for pussy with him and secondly bitches loved Kid Rock, it could only work in their favour. Their laughter cut the tension they had brought into the office with them. They relaxed even more when Spider started humming Cherry Pie, a popular Kid Rock song.
“You might consider changing your road name, Kid. Unless it means something to you, then we’ll just live with the jokes that are going to be a certainty the minute the brothers realise that my sons are called Kid Rock.” War shook his head with a grin.
Spider jumped right in and didn’t give Kid a chance to answer.
“He hates it but he’s made it work for him. The bastard is fast and accurate with a gun. I think it might be a good idea to give him a new road name. Seeing as he’s not the rotting corpse’s son, who, by the way, is the fucker who forced that road name on him. I always thought he should be given a new road name when Hawk took over the gavel.”
“Spider!” Kid snapped.
Spider held his arms out and shrugged. “Am I lying, brother?”
He sighed. “No, you’re not, but now is not the time to discuss my name or any other inane bullshit.”
Wheels cleared his throat and they all looked at him. “If I caught that right, and I know I did, the fucker is dead and not in the wind as everyone thought.”
Spider made big eyes then said in a high put on girly voice. “Oops.”
Laughter once again filled the office.
Kid shook his head and sighed then pointed his finger at Spider. “The minute we get home I’m putting Bulldog on your ass.” He threatened.
Spider drew back as if shocked. “No, you wouldn’t be that cruel, would you? He’ll bend my ear for hours and make me have dinner at home and mum will insist I bring a date! You can’t do that to me, brother.”
“You shut up or you’ll be looking for a fucking date to take home to mummy.”
Spider made big eyes and made as if he was zipping his mouth, locking it and throwing away the key. The man was a fucking comedian. Kid had to smile at his antics.
“Right, now that Spider is back in his box, let’s get back to the woman next door.” Kid went back to what they had been discussing before Rock and Spider started their sideshow.
“What happened to her face?” Buzz asked. “That’s some serious fucking scarring.”
Mouse was the one who jumped in with an explanation. Not a satisfying one, but an explanation none the less.
“She was pulling a jewellery job when the security guard surprised her. They fought and she stabbed him in the arm. According to his statement, and the court documents, he wrestled the knife away from her and in the ensuing fight slashed her face.” He looked up from the laptop that was open on his lap. “We all know that’s bullshit. No way can you slice someone so precisely during a knife fight. That shit was done to her before the pigs got to her. And that’s another thing. When they busted into her flat she was passed out fully dressed in her bed, bleeding all over the place. And the haul from the jewellery job was sitting on the coffee table in her lounge. Very convenient.”
Kid frowned. “What happened after the pigs picked her up.”
War picked up the story. “She was railroaded. Got ten years inside without the possibility of parole. According to the Magistrate she was a violent hardened criminal and had to be taught a lesson.”
“And was she a violent and hardened criminal?” Buzz leant forward to hear the rest of the story.
“She was a criminal, the rest...” War shrugged and seemed almost reluctant to talk about her. Why?
“How long ago was that?” It was relevant information before they met with her tomorrow.
There was a heavy silence before War answered. “That shit happened fifteen years ago.”
“What? Are you sure? Fifteen years ago that woman would’ve been a young girl.” Somewhere something wasn’t right.
Mouse took up the story when War didn’t answer.
“She was nineteen when she went inside. From what I’ve been able to put together she lost her mother when she was around five or so. Her father had sole custody of her and her sister and we think he trained her to work with him from a very young age.” Mouse slammed his hands together. “And then, boom, suddenly she’s arrested and locked up. She had no criminal record, no juvenile record, nothing. It was a frame job, plain and simple.”
“Fuck.”
“That’s horrible.”
Kid and his brothers all had the same reactions. Disbelief and a large amount of pity. Prison was never easy. Never.
“You look at that woman with pity in your eyes tomorrow and she’ll hand you your ass.” Burn warned. “She’s a fighter and a survivor, and you’ll give her the respect she deserves.”
“Sounds like you’re a bit taken with the lady, Burn.” Rock teased.
“He’s not the only one.” Wheels said with a wink. “She’s something else. Doesn’t flinch or back off from a threat. She’s beautiful even with the fucked up scarring. And fuck me, that body. I wouldn’t mind having her in my bed.”
“Never going to happen.” Mouse threw in. “She’s got you sized up, Wheels.”
“Hey...” Wheels was about to say more but War stopped the conversation in its tracks.
“Until we know what’s going on next door she’s out of bounds to all you bastards.” War ordered and it strangely settled something in Kid’s gut. Not that he knew what the fuck it was, but it settled so he ignored it.
“When we meet up tomorrow are we bringing her back up here or do we insist on going next door for the meet?” Kid knew he wanted to go next door to scope out as much as he could.
War didn’t disappoint him.
“We go next door. I don’t want her in here while we have visitors and not until we’ve heard what she’s got to say. And she and her crew has to be cleared by Mouse.” He turned to Mouse. “See what else you can dig up about them. Their latest jobs, anything that might give us an idea as to what has them pushed in a corner.”
They stayed in the office for a while discussing what could happen tomorrow but eventually they had to join the raging party going on inside the clubhouse and outside. Kid would have like to skip it but he stayed because War wanted him to.
He was introduced to a lot of men before he made his excuses and headed towards where he saw his brothers hanging out with Rock and some of his Sinners brothers.
He had a few beers with them but spaced them out, drinking water in between. He had just turned away yet another woman when Rock nudged him in the side.
“I wonder if they’re on the roof watching the party.” Rock acted as if it was a random thought but he saw the twinkle in his eyes. The bastard was up to something.
And that’s how they found themselves outside on benches Rock had the prospects drag over so they could watch the roof of the building next door in comfort. And what do you know? There they were, a row of women leaning on the parapet, glasses and bottles in their hands watching. He could see trees up there covered in twinkling lights which meant they used the roof as an outdoor space. They didn’t try to hide that they were watching either.
Rock grinned and blew them a kiss and shortly after a woman with white blonde hair blew him a kiss back.
“You better watch yourself pretty baby, I’ve got you in my sights now.” Rock said with a smile as he raised his bottle in a toast to the woman.
Kid realised it was the one Face had called Cuba. He had to grin when she did an excited little dance and pointed. They turned to look and saw one of the brothers leaning against the side of the building getting a blow job from a woman who was obviously a club whore. When he came and pulled out of her mouth then pulled a condom off his cock the women started whistling and clapping. The brother looked up in shocked surprise, noticing them for the first time, then grinned as he tucked his cock away and bowed.
Cuba leant over and cupping her hands around her mouth shouted at him. They could only just hear her over the thumping music.
“A ten for being safe dude!”
Suddenly Face pointed and all the girls focused on someone towards the front of the clubhouse. They looked excited as the stared at him and as he came closer Rock groaned.
“Fucking Ram. Of course it was fucking Ram they saw earlier tonight.”
The big man came sauntering towards them with a beer in his hand totally oblivious to the women watching him.
“Hey, brothers, how’s it hanging?” He rumbled in his deep voice as he got to them.
“We’re good, brother, and you?” Rock asked and the big man shrugged.
“No complaints.” He rumbled.
A high sharp whistle had them all looking up at the rooftop and Ram frowned in confusion at the women clapping and pointing at them.
“What the fuck? What are they doing?” He asked in confusion.
“I think they’re waiting for you to bend someone else over a bike and fuck her senseless, brother.” Rock shook his head and pointed a finger at the women and shook it at them. “They saw you earlier and apparently you made it into their spank banks.”
“Jesus.” Ram whispered and blushed. The big man fucking blushed. “Were they all watching?”
Kid decided to save him more embarrassment. “No, I think only two of them saw you but they spread the news though.”
“Hey, big guy, show us your cock! I love a gorgeous big cock!” Cuba shouted and two of the women dived at her to slap their hands over her mouth. From the slight slur to her words it was obvious they had been drinking quite heavily up there.
Rock was about to answer her when two men appeared on the roof behind them and tried to usher them inside, but not before Cuba slipped loose and blew them a kiss and waved before being herded away from the parapet.
During the lull in the music they heard her shouting like she was the Terminator. “I’ll be back!”
They laughed hard as they watched the men trying the herd the laughing and cat-calling women back into the building.
“Fuck, I bet that bitch is a handful even when she’s sober.” Ram shook his head as the lights on the rooftop were dimmed and they heard the sound of a steel door slamming shut. Someone was pissed at the women.
Rock narrowed his eyes and Kid watched his half-brother with interest. He would bet money the man was going to get himself into trouble chasing the blonde next door.
More relaxed than he had been in a while he sat shooting the shit with his new brother and his club brothers before they headed back inside and he made his excuses and sought out his room. He was tired from the road and needed some sleep.
Tomorrow was going to be a long and very tense day.
In the morning they were meeting with Face and in the late afternoon they had the fucking sitdown with the presidents and officers who had made the trip down to Cape Town.
Standing under the shower he let the hot water beat down over his bowed shoulders and felt the muscles finally loosen. He stepped out and dried off then got into bed and closed his eyes with a deep relaxed sigh.
He was ready to put this day behind him.
A scarred face with cold emotionless eyes flashed through his head just as he fell asleep.
