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Beast
Monday
The weekend was over but there was still a buzz of excitement hanging around the clubhouse after the celebrations of the weekend. But it was time to focus on business once again.
Beast and his chosen team all gathered in Hawk’s office going over the plan for Kobus Pretorius. Ice had prepared the paperwork for the bastard to sign away his parental rights and they all knew exactly what to do. This was just the final meeting to ensure they were all on the same page. A last warning from Hawk not to damage the asshole so much that he couldn’t sign the fucking papers.
Got it.
With the final plans in place Beast and his team got ready to ride, but no bikes or kuttes. Instead they were taking one of the SUV’s and the panel van. Terror drove the van with Scar riding shotgun and Beast, Dizzy and Wolf climbed into the SUV with Will behind the wheel. While they were busy persuading the fucknut to sign the papers the prospects would keep a look out.
As they suspected the parking garage wasn’t busy at all, they parked and called Ziggy who was waiting for their call.
“I’ve got the cameras looped, brother. Call me once you’re done and I’ll fix it again.”
“Got it, brother.”
They didn’t have to wait long for the little bastard and his bitch to pull into the parking garage. They had set it up perfectly. The only parking space near the entrance to the gym was the one between the van and the SUV and like a good little boy the bastard slid his fancy ride into the spot. They waited for him and the bitch to get out of the car then they were on them. Snatching his key fob and slinging him and his bitch into the back of the van. The bitch was about to start screaming but Wolf slapped the already prepared strip of duct tape over her mouth and zip tied her to the ring at the side of the van. Her eyes were wide and terrified but they all ignored her, for now.
Kobus Pretorius was a big guy and strong but didn’t fight as he took in their masked faces. The minute they had him in the van he started bargaining.
“Don’t hurt my wife, just take the car. I’ve got money, I’ll give you everything I’ve got just don’t hurt my wife.”
“Fucking amazing, he cares about her.” Wolf growled as he bent closer to the woman’s face and bumped her head with his.
“Please, leave her alone, don’t touch her.” He begged and snarled at the same time.
Beast didn’t give it time to go any further, he wanted this done.
“You listen to me, and listen carefully. You’ve been threatening a friend and her son.” When the bastards’ eyes widened Beast knew he had him. But it’s the wife’s reaction they all focused on. She had no idea what was going on judging by the confused look on her face. Beast looked at the wife while he spoke. “She came to me for help after you tried to blackmail her into giving you her son. You fucking raped her you piece of shit. You don’t deserve to spend one second in that child’s life.”
By now the wife was frantic, shouting and trying to claw the tape off her mouth. Beast nodded at Wolf.
“Shut the fuck up, bitch. I’ll take the tape off for a little bit but if you scream I’m going to cut your pretty face so badly that every single person who sees you will fucking run away screaming. Do you get me?” She nodded wildly and Wolf slowly pulled the tape away from her mouth.
“What have you done, Kobus? What have you done? How old is he?” She whispered hoarsely.
The bastard had fucking tears in his eyes. “He’s three. It was at my bachelors party and I was drunk and high and the boys were...just being the boys and I...I. Stef told me I did something I wish I could take back, but I can’t. And then one day I saw her with the kid, and I knew he was mine, and you were broken and lost and I had to try and fix it. I love you, I love you so fucking much I had to try and give you what you wanted so badly. And he’s mine, I should be able to give what belongs to me to my wife.” And just there he lost any fucking sympathy any of them might have had for him.
“That child is the product of rape, you piece of shit. You raped a woman even when she begged you to let her go. You raped her more than once that night as you and your boys held her captive. And the reason you did is not because you were drunk or high or the fact that your little boys egged you on, you did it because you thought she was an easy mark. A stripper no one would care about. You were fucking wrong. We care about her, we care about her son and we are here to see to it that you never fucking touch either of them again.”
“But I don’t...” He started but his little socialite bitch did not giving him a chance to speak.
“Oh God, this is a nightmare. You raped a woman and she had a child and you thought you could just go and rip that poor little boy from his mother’s arms and give him to me? What the hell, Kobus? How did you think this was going to work? How were you going to get her to give him up?” She glanced around the van and shook her head. “By the look of these guys you were going to do something bad...again. I don’t want that child and after today I don’t think I want you either.” She looked up at Wolf. “If you could please cut me loose and give me the car key I’ll be out of your hair and you can do whatever the hell you want with him.”
That’s when the piece of shit really started begging. “My Lief (my love, my darling), please, please don’t do this. I love you. I did it for you, only for you. You so badly want a baby and you were spiralling into depression so deep I was scared I was going to lose you and I wanted to give you what you wanted so badly.”
She sighed and shook her head sadly. “Kobus, you raped her and now you want to take her son. That’s like raping her all over again. How were you going to explain his existence to me? How?”
“I...I was going to admit to what I had done. Beg you to forgive me and help me raise him. He deserves a chance at a better life, and we can give him that life. I was wrong. I should never have threatened her. I should have begged her to be a part of his life.” Tears were now running down the asshole’s face. “I was ashamed, I am ashamed of what I’ve done. She did not deserve what happened. If I could go back I would fucking change it, but that would mean he won’t exist and as fucked up as it sounds I can’t regret him. He’s so fucking beautiful, baby, he’s just so fucking beautiful. And I know it’s wrong and all kinds of fucked up but I love him, I do.”
His wife shook her head and tears were running down her cheeks as well. “You are dreaming, Kobus. Our life is all fake. All that shit on social media is so damned fake. I don’t want that life, I never did but you insisted and dumb blonde that I am I went along with it. But not anymore, as of today I’m done with living in the spotlight of your stupid ego. It’s done.”
“Harmony, baby, please. I know it’s fake and you hate it but it’s been our life from the start. If you wanted to change it why didn’t you say anything? Why did you let me carry on letting the media rule who we were?” He looked stunned and Beast glanced at Dizzy who just lifted his shoulders as if he was as confused as Beast was.
This shit was turning into a fucking marriage counselling session.
Holding his hand out to Terror still sitting in the front seat he handed the file with the paperwork to Beast and he set it down on the floorboards of the van.
“The two of you shut the fuck up and listen. We’re not your fucking marriage counsellors. Here’s what’s going to happen.” Tapping the file with his glove covered forefinger Beast looked at the fucking asshole then at his wife. “You are going to sign the papers relinquishing your parental rights.” The bastard shook his head violently from side to side. “You are going to sign the papers and walk away from this, if you don’t, we will release the rape evidence on social media and watch your fucking world burn down around you.”
And that’s when the bastard’s wife showed that she was more than just a pretty face.
“No, you won’t do it, because it would expose her and her little boy to his crazy fans. And let me tell you, they are genuinely crazy. You can’t do it to that little boy, you just can’t. I want to meet them. I want to sit down and talk to her and meet her little boy. She could have had an abortion and she didn’t, she kept him. And by bringing you guys into the mix to protect her boy I know she has to love him. I don’t care that she’s a stripper, we all have to do what we have to do to survive. Please, arrange for me to meet with her and after we’ve met we’ll talk about signing the papers.” She watched Beast narrowly as she spoke and he knew she was memorising his eyes so he winked at her. She grinned and shook her head.
“I don’t know if this plan of yours is going to fly with Brandi, that’s her name by the way. She wanted this shit done today. We need to run it by her and we’ll get back to you. In the meantime think about this. Where ever you go, whatever you do, we can and will get to you, so you stay away from Brandi and her little man until we contact you. Do you understand?”
She nodded and glanced at her husband who nodded as well, his fucking eyes still filled with tears. Fuck. Beast wasn’t going to push any harder because the fucked up truth was he believed the fucknut. He had seen his boy, fallen in love with him and wanted to be in his life. It was a fucking mess but at least it wasn’t his mess. Thank fuck.
Tipping his head at Wolf to slash the zip ties around the bitch’s wrists he did the same to the fucknut.
“We’ll call you.” Wolf growled as handed the asshole his key and they watched as they got in the car and raced out of the parking garage.
“This is going to be a fucking problem. Brandi is a club whore, a stripper and a bitch and that woman is far too nice to get caught up in this shit. That poor fucking kid.” Dizzy sighed as he got back into the SUV.
“She’s not our problem, brother, but I will be watching over that little man. I will make some time to go talk to the grandmother and get some clarity about this shit.” Beast sighed. “Should have done it before today. Fuck.”
The ride back to the clubhouse was quiet. None of them was in the mood to discuss the shit they had just witnessed.
Brandi was waiting on the veranda for them when they pulled in. Posed against one of the veranda posts. The bitch was dressed in stripper shoes, a barely there skirt and a cropped top that was so tight and low cut her tits bulged out everywhere.
Beast had Terror drop them at front door and he motioned Brandi to follow them in before she could say a word. That’s when he noticed the little boy. He was strapped into a car seat in a piece of shit car parked in front of the clubhouse watching them through the window. A window that was closed. The boy was sitting in a car with the windows closed in the fucking burning hot sun.
A very, very bad feeling began to crawl through Beast’s gut. A feeling that told him there was more to this situation than they suspected. A fuck of a lot more.
“Prospect, get the keys to that piece of shit and get the kid out of the car. Get him something to drink and keep an eye on him in the back yard for me.”
Will immediately held his hand out and Brandi huffily gave him her keys.
“He’s fine waiting in the car. Nothing’s going to happen to him in there.” She tried to explain but Beast wasn’t listening. He waited while Will unstrapped the little guy and hoisted him out of the seat and into his arms. It was as he was settling him on his hip and shoving the door closed that Beast saw the evidence of tears on the little face and red marks high up on his little thigh where his shorts had been pushed up.
Jesus. Fuck. What the fuck was going on here?
“Get inside, bitch, wait at the bar until we call you.” He barked at the slut and she scurried away, her fucking ass cheeks in clear view.
He stormed into the clubhouse and straight to Ziggy’s office where he didn’t even knock, he just walked in. Ziggy took one look at his face and raised his eyebrows.
“What can I do to help?”
“I want everything you can find on Brandi and her mother, and brother, when I say everything I mean everything. Something isn’t right about this fucking situation. I have a bad feeling we’re being played. See if you can find links between Brandi and Laney or between Laney and Brandi’s mother. My gut is churning over this one.”
Ziggy had already started the search as Beast laid it out for him. “No problems, I’ve got it. It might take a little while but this little baby of mine will find what we need. I’ll call when I have something.”
Beast nodded and left to report to Hawk. He was going to have to explain his gut feel to his Prez.
“So what exactly are you saying, Beast?”
“I’m saying something’s not right with this whole scenario, Boss. Kobus Pretorius claims to have been fuck drunk and high the night he raped her. Claims he has no recollection of the event, he only knows about it because his boys told him he raped her. I’m smelling a rat, a big stinking fucking rat.”
“Fuck. Three years ago he was still playing rugby, wasn’t he?”
“He was, but he was badly injured shortly after his marriage and it ended his career. It didn’t end his popularity though, because he’s fucking everywhere on social media and in the press.”
“Jesus. Why the fuck are we forever having shit with fucking club whores? I’m so done with their shit. You think he was set up by his boys and Brandi don’t you?”
Beast nodded. “I do, Boss. The man has money and fame and someone out there hates him for it. Most probably one of his boys, someone he trusts. This shit is going to come out and he’s going to take a heavy hit when it does. If he gives Brandi money it’s going to look like he’s paying her off to keep her fucking mouth shut. And that poor kid, something isn’t right about the kid, Boss. She fucking left him strapped in his seat in a locked car under the burning sun, and there’s marks all over the tops of his legs.”
“Fucking hell.” Hawk grabbed his phone. “Zig, what time did Brandi get here? Can you check the feed and let me know.”
Hawk frowned as he listened and then his eyes flew to Beast’s and he swore viciously. “She fucking did that in full view of the cameras? Okay, send me a copy of that shit.”
Hawk looked as if he wanted to throw his phone at the wall but he carefully put it down on the desk before he spoke.
“The whore has been here over an hour and the kid has been locked in that car for the duration. Except for when she obviously got pissed with his crying and opened the back door to beat him, twice. We’re keeping the kid and having him checked out. He’s not going fucking anywhere with her. Ziggy is doing a full search on the family.” Hawk’s nostrils were flared in anger and his eyes were bright with rage.
“She’s sitting at the fucking bar drinking, laughing, flashing her twat and chatting up the brothers while a man she doesn’t fucking know has her three year old boy in the back yard.” Hawk ground out through his clenched teeth. “I want to fucking end that bitch. All I need is a reason to do it.”
“Call in the Crow, Boss. We need her.” Beast said quietly. “You know she’ll get the information we need a lot quicker than Ziggy.”
Hawk threw an angry look at him. “I don’t want my old lady involved in this shit.”
Beast held up a hand and started to lay out his thoughts.
“Prez, just think about it like this. If Brandi is linked to Laney and she’s linked to Jane then their strings all go back to that vile creature in Cape Town.” Beast drew in a deep breath. “If I’m right, and fuck, I know I am, she will be selling him to the highest bidder. And we know who will pay her the most money. Pretorius will lose his son and the boy will lose his freedom and eventually his life and Brandi will sit with a fuck load of money in the bank.”
Hawk reached for his phone and sent a text and Beast hoped like hell it was to his old lady.
“There’s something I don’t understand.” Dizzy said quietly. “Why only now? Why did she keep the kid and not say a word? Why is she doing this now?”
The office door opened and a furious Ziggy stalked in. “I can tell you why. Her mother has been raising the boy but she had a heart attack four weeks ago and died. Brandi had to step up and take care of her son which looks like it’s not going well. I sent Buzz and Army out to go talk to her next door neighbours. They will call once they’ve spoken to them. I’ve found the old lady’s will, don’t ask how, she left her house and money to the little guy. Set up a trust for him before she died that pays out on his 21st birthday, but here’s the fucked up part, should Jake die everything goes to Brandi. The trust pays her child support to take care of the boy, other than that she didn’t inherit a single thing, and let me tell you her mother was loaded.”
“What about her sister?” Beast asked, remembering the reason for the off the books strip.
“The sister has a trust fund her father set up for her. She doesn’t need any money, never has. Brandi was disinherited.”
“We were fucking played right from the fucking start.” Beast growled.
Setting his laptop on the desk Ziggy sank into the chair with a sigh. “And I have more bad news. Laney Wills is related to Belinda Jean Markham. They are second cousins on her mother’s side.”
“Who the fuck is Belinda Jean Markham?” Wolf growled.
“That’s Brandi’s birth name. We have it on her file but that’s all. This fuck up is my fault. For some reason her background check didn’t go as deep as it should have.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it.” Hawk snarled. “At the time she walked into the clubhouse we didn’t do deep dives on the backgrounds of the club sluts. We are now, and now we will be redoing every single fucking background check. We’re being taken by this shit because we believed ourselves to be untouchable. Obviously we aren’t.”
Hawk’s phone rang and he answered then put it on speaker with a sigh.
“Hey guys, here’s what we have so far. Belinda Jean Markham barely passed Matric. She was a problem child throughout her high school years. Her father’s money kept her from being expelled. Her parents washed their hands off her when she was arrested for distribution and prostitution. Her record shows she walked on that one but there’s been several convictions for prostitution since. There’s two for possession of marijuana but nothing heavier.” DC snorted angrily. “She has an online porno site and it’s pretty graphic. She’s available for parties and so on and it’s made clear that it’s stripping only but there’s this tiny little icon that Skel tells me indicates she’s open to offers of any kind. And guys, this site is old; it’s been up for at least five years or more. You have a rat on your hands guys.” They listen to her laugh but it was filled with dark ice. “If you hold her for me I can get you a lot more.”
“Fuck.” Hawk growled. “She’ll be here when you get home from work, baby.”
“Good. See you guys later. Love you my Viking.”
They sat looking at each other silently for several minutes before Hawk sighed.
“Wolf, knock her out and take her down to the Crow’s room. Beast, call Kobus Pretorius and his wife and get them to come to a meet. I need to see the man face to face before I make a decision about Jake’s life. And we have to reach out to the aunt but only after we’ve spoken to the kid’s father.”
Beast nodded then thought to ease his prez’s mind. “Harmony, the wife, will make a good mother for the boy. You’ll see when you meet her. She’s good people. And before we let them take the boy we have to find out which one of his boys sold him out. I’m not letting the kid out of our gates until I’m sure he’s going to be safe.”
“I agree with you, brother. We’ll work with him to sort it out, you have my word.”
They all left to carry out their president’s orders and Beast went up to his room to call Kobus and Harmony Pretorius from somewhere he would not be overheard.
Locking the door behind him he sat down in the single chair in the very bare room and called the couple they had almost scared to death earlier.
“Pretorius.” The voice held a question.
“We spoke earlier today, at the gym. I have an update for you.” Beast didn’t beat around the bush but he wasn’t going to say anything that could get him into shit if this conversation was being recorded.
“Yes, I remember. Do you have any news for us?”
“I do. Can you make a meet today?”
He heard Harmony in the background and her man explained and Beast heard excitement in her voice as she shouted, yes.
“What time and where do you want to meet?”
“I’ll text you coordinates. It’s 2.30pm now let’s make it for 3.30pm.”
“Anything you say, we’ll be there.”
“Good.”
With that Beast ended the call but sat in the chair for ten minutes trying to decide where the hell they would meet those two. No way can he bring them to the clubhouse or maybe he should, just to ensure they knew not to fuck with them.
Fuck. He would have to talk to Hawk first.
