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Hawk
Rage unlike any he had ever felt before raged through him as Hawk stormed out of the room and down the stairs. She had fucking ignored his orders and had gone ahead with her fucked up plan to interrogate Speedy.
And then she had fucking killed him!
Fucking. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He would have kept what his old lady had done to the officers only but she had involved the old lady of a patched member and the little bastard wasn’t happy. He had been flapping his mouth all over the club, stirring shit up against DC. He wanted her punished for ignoring their bylaws and endangering his woman.
That was a total crock of shit. He had looked over those videos himself and at no time had either of those women been in any danger. DC hadn’t allowed them entrance to the dungeon itself. And judging by the grins on their faces those two bitches had loved sneaking around behind everyone’s backs.
It was the punishment the bastard was agitating for that made Hawk’s blood boil. He wanted her to receive a beat down and there was no way that was happening. She had another five weeks in the cast and equally as long with the wounds to her abdomen.
And if the fucker thought he would let anyone touch her he was smoking his fucking socks.
When Hawk had indicated that he would be expecting the same punishment for the fucker’s old lady there had been a deathly silence. You could have heard fucking crickets it had been so fucking silent.
Now they were here and nothing had been resolved.
But these fuckers had better not think he was going to let this go. He was their fucking president and she was his old lady. Their fucking president’s old lady.
Hawk knew every single brother in the fucking club now looked at her with different eyes. Some of his brothers even saw her as a possible threat because she was born a Road Warrior and had killed without showing any remorse.
Hawk knew better, she had set Speedy free from his pain and suffering. To his little bird it had been a mercy killing after he had given her what she wanted.
How the fuck was he going to protect her when she wilfully ignored his orders?
Storming into the chapel he threw himself in the chair at the head of the table and waited for the room to settle.
“We have the location of the kids and the person who’s been caring for them. We will discuss how to get them out once I’ve conferred with my officers.” Hawk looked around the room and met and held the eyes of the smirking little fucker leaning against the wall. “Now hear me and listen real fucking good, the first fucker who lays a finger on my woman will be eating lead. There will be no fucking punishment handed out by the club, it will be done by me, and it will not happen in front of the club.” Hawk stared coldly at the fucker who was no longer smirking or leaning against the wall. “You want to humiliate your woman by beating her up in front of your brothers, that’s on you. But you need to know one thing. You do that shit and you, and whoever watches and does nothing, are out. We do not, under any circumstances, beat up our women or our children. Not in front of the club and not behind closed doors either.”
The rustling in the room became a growing rumble.
Hawk cut it off with a hard slap on the table. “There will be no fucking discussions. If you’re not happy with my ruling throw your kuttes on the table right now and get the fuck out. I will give you a week to black out your club ink, if you don’t’ I’ll be doing it for you. With a blow torch.”
Shocked silence hung in the room. No one moved, not even the little bastard who had started it all.
“No one? Are you sure? Not even you, you little fuck? If you walk out of this fucking room with my club’s kutte on your back and start whining about my decision I will kill you. Do you fucking understand? Are we all on the same fucking page now?”
The bastards all nodded and gave him what he wanted.
“Good. Now that’s fucking handled let’s get on to the business of the kids. We know their location and we have to decide how to proceed from here. Any...”
Hammering on the door interrupted him and it pissed him off. Pushing him even further over the line. Nodding his permission the door was unlocked and opened to reveal Gav sporting a busted lip.
“What the fuck, Gav?”
“Sorry, Prez, they refused to wait or take no for an answer.”
The tension in the room went into the stratosphere when Doc unceremoniously shoved Gav to the side and walked into their fucking chapel as if he owned it. He was closely followed by Tiny, Grizzly, Alien, Rover and Skelly.
Hawk waited until they were inside and the door closed behind them before he spoke.
“What the fuck is the meaning of this, Doc?”
“I heard you have the location of the kids, if you’re planning to go and free them using guns and force that would be a mistake. A big fucking mistake.”
Doc Michaels stood with his legs slightly apart, arms crossed over his chest as he glanced around the room.
“If you and your men go anywhere near that fucking location what do you think will happen? Think about it, Hawk. Take a minute and really think about it. Do you really think that ice cold bitch hasn’t considered Speedy spilling his guts? She has, I can fucking guarantee you she has. She’s playing a long game here.”
Doc was silent for a few seconds before he continued.
“What happens if we storm in there, armed to the teeth, and try to rescue those children? Let me tell you how it will go down. While we’re inside looking for the kids the pigs will suddenly arrive, finding only us. We all know the pigs hate us and are looking for any fucking excuse to lock us up. They won’t give a shit that we were there to rescue the kids. We’ll be locked up and charged with human trafficking. And while we’re all locked up with fuckloads of lawyers trying to prove our innocence what is left of our clubs will be destroyed and taken over by the bitch and her allies.”
Looking around the very silent room Doc’s eyes came back to the top of the table and Hawk gave a nod. The damn bastard was making sense. Listening to him laying it out he knew why the man had risen so quickly through the ranks of the Road Warriors MC and why he was going to be the next National President.
“We have to be as cold and calculating as the old bitch that started this war with our clubs. And make no mistake brothers, this is a war. Going by what we have found she has been planning the takeover of our clubs for years. Her people slowly infiltrated our clubs, gaining our trust, and worked to take us down from the inside while she attacked from the outside. Luckily for us, she misjudged the loyalty of our brothers and of our women. Plus she totally misjudged our intelligence gathering capabilities. She won’t make that mistake again.”
“What do you suggest we do, Doc? There’s no way we’ll leave those children out there to suffer through the hell they have planned for them.” Hotdog snarled angrily.
“And we won’t, Hotdog. We tip off the taskforce. We give them the location and let them rescue the kids. As much as I want us to be there we can’t, we need to take a step back and sort out the problems in our clubs.”
After a long silence Hawk knocked his rings on the table and looked at his brothers. “I agree. We tip off the taskforce and start taking care of business inside our clubs. What do you say, brothers? Show of hands for yes.”
Hands were raised all around him.
“Good, consider it done.” Tapping the gavel to the iron block he ended the meeting. “Hotdog, Growler and my officers stay behind.”
He waited until the room had emptied and the doors had again been closed. After Doc and his men took seats around the table he began.
“Both of our clubs have been compromised by people we trusted. They had access to the members in the inner circles of both clubs and used it to further their agenda. If DC hadn’t walked into my club when she did we wouldn’t be sitting here today. Making her my old lady forced them to speed up their plans. And they made some mistakes, mistakes we will use to our advantage. Right now we have a tiny window of opportunity to find and eliminate any other rats in our organisations.” Hawk turned to Hotdog. “I suggest you look into that little fucker. He doesn’t feel right.”
“I agree, and I’m on it, Prez.” Hotdog agreed.
Hawk tapped is rings against the block of iron in front of him before he continued. He was about to suggest something that would change the way the two clubs interacted with each other and it would tighten the ties between them.
“We are under threat so I suggest we pool our information resources. Let Ziggy, Mad Dog and Skel dig deep into the backgrounds of every single member, prospect, old lady, club whore and hangaround in both clubs. I know there are some of us that have shit in our backgrounds we would rather not have revealed. I swear on my patch whatever we find will stay between me, our intelligence officers and the member affected. I swear it will not affect his membership to the club or hers for that matter. It might affect whether I allow a hangaround to become a prospect or not, but that will be up for discussion when his name is put forward.”
“You sure about this, Prez?” Hotdog was the first to speak.
“Yes, I think if we work together we have a better chance of finding all the rats and cutting off the bitch’s reach into our clubs.”
“I agree.” Doc sat forward and rested his forearms on the table. “Together we are stronger than we would be if we tried to go it alone. We’ll keep in touch through Skel. There’s another matter that I think is only fair to let you in on.”
Nothing showed in his hard emotionless face as he continued.
“Freeze has been relieved of his position as president of the Cape Town chapter of the Road Warriors MC as well as his position as national president and has retired. Wild Man has taken over as president in Cape Town. After a closed vote by the currently serving presidents of all the chapters I have been elected as the national president. My first act as president was to disband the ruling table. There will no longer be a ruling table. Mine will be the final word in all matters concerning the Road Warriors MC.”
Holy shit. That was a huge change to their bylaws.
“That was all I wanted to say. Now I’d like to see my daughter.”
He didn’t wait for Hawk or Hotdog to acknowledge the bomb he had dropped. He and his men rose and left. Hawk looked at Ice who shrugged.
“So we’re getting into business with the Road Warriors, is that what just happened?” Growler did not sound pleased at all. Hawk didn’t hesitate to clarify.
“No, what we’re doing is banding together to eliminate a common threat. Once that’s done we’ll all go back to business as usual.”
Hotdog gave a short stunned laugh. “If I hadn’t been sitting in this fucking chair I wouldn’t have believed this shit. Most of the fuckers who belong to the Durban chapter of the Warriors are pieces of shit. Doc has one hell of a job ahead of him. Fuckers are going to be disappearing from view, permanently.”
“Won’t surprise me at all. Doc is one ice cold motherfucker. We’re done here for today. One more thing. Has Speedy been seen to?”
Beast grinned. “Yes, Prez. He’s gone.”
“Good.” He was pushing up out of his chair when a thought occurred to him. “Oh, and if after what I said here there are still brothers insisting on my woman being thrown in a ring with one of your fighters they had better read the bylaws. As president I’m allowed to nominate a fighter to take her place if she’s too injured to fight. Which she is. Let it be known that Alien of the Road Warriors MC will be fighting for her. Let’s see how long the fuckers survive in a cage with that maniac.”
Laughter followed Hawk as he walked out of their chapel and turned up the stairs, taking them two at a time. He wanted to see his woman and sort out the shit between them before it festered.
He knew what she had done came from a good place but she had to understand that she was no longer a part of the Road Warriors MC where she could pretty much do as she pleased with very few consequences. She was now part of the Iron Dogz and she could no longer take matters into her own hands whenever she felt she could get better results as the Crow. And if he had any say in it she would no longer be the fucking Crow.
Unfortunately DC would have to earn her place in his club the same as everyone else and this wasn’t going to make it any easier for her.
Gav was standing outside their room, his arms crossed over his chest listening to the conversation in the room with a heavy frown. His slight chin lift let Hawk know that he should slow down and listen. He did. And it was enlightening.
“I did not raise you to disrespect your club and your old man. But you still did. We’re fucking grateful you got the information out of him but, and it’s a fucking huge but, you did so by going against the specific orders of your old man and club president. Your actions make him look like a pussy that has no control over his woman. That man has hundreds of men under his command, men whose respect he needs to be able to do his job to keep them and his club safe.”
His little bird tried to argue. “But Dad, I asked and asked and asked. He was too damned stubborn and I just had to do what I...”
“No. You didn’t have to do anything. All you had to do was listen to your old man. If he said no then that’s that. No arguments. If you had pulled this stunt in my house you would be facing Alien in the cage, you know this. He would beat you bloody but he wouldn’t kill you. The Iron Dogz have different rules. According to the rumours we’ve picked up the fucker they want you to face is a bastard I had banned from all our venues. He’s well known for killing his opponents in the cage which is why he’s been banned. Not sure if your old man is aware of his reputation but that’s not my problem. My problem is keeping my daughter alive, no matter what. Which is why, if they insist on going down this road, Alien will be taking your place in the ring.”
“Dad, this is not how...”
“I know, DC, I know. You wanted to save those kids. It’s done, let’s move past it. I’m heading home soon and Law is here to load your bike. He will be driving the cage back at the end of the week and you will be in it with him. Not taking a chance on exacerbating your injuries by putting you on the back of a bike. Now give your old dad a hug, I have shit I need to get done before I can go home.”
Gav just shook his head as if he couldn’t believe what he had heard as Hawk walked past him and into the room. Only Doc and Tiny were in the room saying goodbye to DC.
He didn’t give them a chance to say a word.
“I will be making the arrangements to get my old lady back to Jozi, don’t you worry about it. And rest assured I will never fucking allow her to fight. If these fuckers insist on a fight Alien has my permission to kill his fucking ass, I don’t care one way or another.”
Doc and Tiny laughed but his little bird sat in the middle of the bed, her arms crossed over her chest with a stubborn look on her face that was going to get her ass spanked.
“We’ll talk soon.” Doc said as he walked through the door.
But they didn’t leave right away, instead they were looking at Gav. Doc’s voice was back to cold and harsh when he spoke.
“Gavin, you have two weeks then I want your ass at the Friday meeting. Do we understand each other?”
Gav didn’t say a word, he just looked at his president and then he nodded. “Yes, Prez. I’ll be there.”
Fuck. He hoped the kid knew what was going to happen to him when he attended that meeting. He saw no fear in Gav’s eyes as he watched Doc and Tiny walk away from him. The kid had heart, there was no doubt about that. He hoped like fuck he had heart enough to survive what the Warriors were going to throw at him.
Hawk sighed as he closed the door, shutting the shit out for just a moment. A war was coming and he had to get each and every Iron Dogz compound across the country secured. Some of their clubs were small, no more than ten members and they were going to be vulnerable. It was time to call in the support clubs and their allies for a formal sit down.
They all had to prepare for what was coming.
The one light in the darkness was his little bird. He again thanked the fates that his old lady had been raised in a club and would understand what he had to do next.
He fucking hoped like hell she did.
He would be calling for a lockdown which meant his old lady was going to be faced with Lizzy and Lacey back inside the clubhouse. Knowing those bitches he knew they were going to get into DC’s face and it would not end well. If they pushed her too far there would most probably be blood and broken bones to deal with.
Their broken bones and blood. And the brothers’ reactions to his woman beating up their pussy weren’t going to be good. And what if he had to rule for the club and against her? What would she do?
Fuck. All he wanted was time with his little bird.
Enough time to love her the way she deserved.
“You caused a lot of shit, little bird. You know there has to be consequences for your actions. What the fuck those are going to be I don’t know. I will have to come up with something that will show the brothers that you were punished for violating our bylaws.”
His woman sat in the middle of the bed with her arms crossed over her chest.
“If you had just given me a chance to talk to you and let me explain my plan none of this would have happened.” She snarled. “But you wouldn’t listen to me. Treated like I was some helpless little bitch.”
Hawk sighed. “Baby, you were almost fucking raped and killed. How the fuck could I let you go into the interrogation after that shit? I fucking hate the shit you have to do as the Crow. I hate what she does.”
He watched as her head snapped up and her eyes narrowed. “The Crow is a necessary part of me. If you’re not comfortable with her it would be better if we ended this right now because she’s not going anywhere. She is me and I am her.”
Fuck. This wasn’t going well.
“I didn’t say I hate that part of you, DC. I said I hate what she has to do. There’s a vast difference.”
He knew he had to apologise because he should have listened to her.
“You’re right. I should have talked to you. I should have listened to what you had to say. But you need to know, no matter what you said, I would not have allowed you down there. I would have used your suggestions but that’s all.”
She just looked at him, not saying anything.
Hawk sighed and sat down at the bottom of the bed and laid a hand on her knee.
“What you did will enable the taskforce to rescue those kids. We are done with it. As soon as I have things wrapped up here we will be going back home. And by home I mean the Iron Dogz compound, DC. The threat is still out there and I want you safe.”
Those black eyes just looked at him and then she gave a tiny nod.
“I’m tired and sore. I’m going to have a sleep now.” She said in a very soft voice and completely ignoring him she painfully turned her back on him, lay down on her side, reached back and with a grimace pulled the duvet over herself.
Hawk moved up next to her, lay down and carefully moved close to her back.
“Sleep, little bird. I’m here with you. You’re safe, baby.” He whispered against her hair as she sighed and slowly relaxed.
They had so much to still learn about each other and all this shit happening all around them was fucking it up for both of them.
Hawk swore to himself he would try harder to help his little bird find her feet in his club. Hopefully she wouldn’t gut him when he had to punish her for the shit she pulled today.
Closing his eyes he relaxed against her, breathing her in before he had to return downstairs.
