Page 39 of Flash (Iron Thunder MC 2)
“Someone had to do something,” one of our prospects said.
For a few seconds, the rest of us just stared at the scene in front of us.
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Spike growled.
“Who ordered a kidnapping?” Drax was furious.
“Nobody did. We made our own decisions,” the other prospect spoke up.
Spike pounced on them, pulling the guy off, and was about to beat the shit out of him but Bolt held him back.
“Since when do prospects make their own decisions around here without an official order from an officer?” Drax barked.
The rest of the members in the room fell quiet. The prospects kept their heads down. This thing was turning into a disaster.
“Take the guy down to the basement. Lock him up. Keep an eye on him,” I shouted the order to the prospects who’d dragged him in. The guy looked unconscious now, but he wouldn’t be for very long.
We needed to come up with a plan for when the Silver Knights discovered one of their guys was missing.
They took him away and the whole place was buzzing again.
“What the fuck are we going to do? We need a plan with this shit,” Spike said.
“We have a Silver Knights asshole in our basement right now, and we need to figure out how to deal with that first,” Ghost added.
“And let’s not forget the fact that one of our guys got branded by them. They need to get it through their thick skulls that they can’t keep attacking us,” Bolt said.
“So what are we supposed to do now? We can’t wait around. We need to attack!” Spike growled. He was pumped up and ready to go. The air inside Fifth Gear was supercharged on adrenaline and testosterone.
Since most of the girls had been banished from the premises, there was a sense of desperation in the air. These guys needed to focus their energies on something, and quick. They didn’t even have the fucking outlet now with the chicks gone.
“We can’t go on the attack. That will definitely grab the attention of the cops,” Drax remarked.
“So what?” Bolt asked.
“So we could get in big shit if the cops came after us right now. We have three major shipments coming in next month, or have you fuckin’ forgotten about them?” Drax raged. “If we have the cops breathing down our necks now, we won’t be able to carry out those operations smoothly. Do you get that?”
Spike and Ghost exchanged looks. Bolt looked to me and I breathed in deeply.
“So we continue sitting tight?” I asked.
“For now, yes. If we can divert the attention of the cops to the Silver Knights, then that’s what we do, but until then, we wait till the last moment. We need those shipments coming in. And we need to rebuild the store downtown. Everything is a fuckin’ mess.”
Drax growled and drank and then growled some more. He was like a wild caged animal pacing around inside his cage, growling at the other animals. But he was in captivity; his hands were tied. He needed to make the sensible decision here, as much as we all wanted to attack the Silver Knights now.
“So we spend more time sitting around doing nothing,” Ghost remarked when Drax was out of earshot.
“He’s right. We need to think about the profits of our MC, over revenge. Plus, we have one of their guys knocked out in our basement. We have some shit to sort out,” I said.
Ghost grunted and shook his head.
“Yeah, you don’t care; you have that piece of ass to keep you busy,” he said and then grinned at me.
I couldn’t respond to that. I didn’t think these guys knew Allegra was in my home.
“I have shit to do here,” I grumbled and walked away from them. I wasn’t going to give them more fodder for gossip. I’d spend the rest of the day at the Clubhouse if I had to.By the time I returned to the house, it was late. Much later than I told Allegra I would be. I didn’t like the idea that she would’ve been waiting up for me with dinner prepared, but there was shit to do at the Clubhouse. I couldn’t just abandon the guys at the MC and return to her.
I figured she would understand.
This was one of the things she would have to get used to if she was going to be a part of my world.
Tonight. I decided tonight we would sit together over a home-cooked meal and discuss the finer details of our potential life together. Firstly, we’d have to eradicate this Billy guy from the picture. I was going to make sure Allegra always felt safe with me. That she had no reason to keep looking over her shoulder.
And then I’d tell her everything she wanted to know about my lifestyle. Then it was up to her. She could stay or she could go.
