Page 6 of Oz (Marked Skulls MC 4)
I quickly reached for my gun on high alert. Dash and I ran charging towards the sound of the shots. We could hear our men shouting. More shots were fired.
By the time Dash and I got there, all I could see was the tail end of a bike disappearing into the night. I strained my eyes to see, and I thought I recognized a Dark Legion cut. How was that even possible?
“Fuck!”
I was cursing, waving my gun threateningly in the air by the time Abe ran over to us.
“What the fuck just happened?” he shouted.
“A drive by shootout,” one of the prospects said.
I looked around the parking lot and noticed a guy on the ground, one of Diego’s men. Diego ran over to him, and I followed him.
“Is he alright?” I asked
Diego nodded. I let out a sigh of relief. Getting one of his men killed was not the best way to keep relations happy with the Cubans.
“Anyone dead?” Abe asked as he walked over and Dash shook his head.
“Some injuries, no deaths. We’re good,” he replied, while I ran a hand through my hair.
“What did you see? What the fuck is going on?” Abe came up to me. I stared at him, still in disbelief over what I saw.
“I think I recognized a Dark Legion’s cut. One of the guys on the bikes that were scampering away like little pussies,” I told him.
Abe had his eyes narrowed. He couldn’t believe it either.
“A Dark Legion cut?”
“I’m sure of it.”
He shook his head.
“Fuck. We’re going to have to tell Lewis about it,” he said.
This was not good. This wasn’t the way tonight was supposed to go. We’d prepared for everything. It was all in order, and now it was not.
“You think the Dark Legions are back?”
It was Dash. He was standing behind me now, looking worried and anxious.
“I don’t know. I don’t know how that’s even possible. Nobody’s heard from them in over a year. We assumed they were all dead or locked up,” I said.
But, if it was true what I saw, they had risen from the dead.
Chapter 10
Kaya
Oz told me he was going to be back soon. That had been a day ago, and I still couldn’t stop thinking about him. Every time I had the chance, I stared out of the windows of the diner longingly, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.
What was it about him that I wanted?
His hot body?
His self-confidence?
His ability to make my toes tingle and give me butterflies in my stomach?
I couldn’t pinpoint it, but I knew I’d never met anyone like him before. I also knew that there was no way he would be interested in anything serious with a girl like me. Someone who had no clue about his world.
Why was I even thinking about anything serious? I’d only met him once. I had no idea what his life was like.
But at least there was nothing stopping me from daydreaming about him, and I did that. I spent all of the next day thinking about him too. Every time the door tinkled open in the diner, I turned, with my heart racing, hoping it was Oz who’d just walked in.
It wasn’t till the end of the day, when I was closing up the diner that I finally saw him again.
I was alone in the diner, counting the change in the cash counter. The sound of the roaring engines of their bikes alerted me of his arrival. I turned and rushed to the tall windows and saw the bikes pouring in one by one into the parking lot outside the bar.
I searched the throng, and finally I spotted Oz. He was jumping off his bike. I felt my stomach lurch with excitement. A thrill ran down my spine when I saw him look up in my direction. Oz caught my eye. Now he knew that I was staring, waiting there to catch a glimpse of him.
At first, his face was expressionless, like he was lost deep in thought. Then he saw me at the window, and when I least expected it, he winked. I blushed, and a rush of air left my lungs. I thought I was close to collapsing right there. Like my knees were going to buckle.
But then he turned, and before I could think or do anything, Oz had turned from me and now he was following his troop into the bar. While I stared at them, I noticed the guns in their hands.
It startled me. I was shocked. I stepped away from the window like I’d been burned by the glass. I could feel a sickness in my belly. All the men entering the bar now had guns.
What did this mean?
I remembered what Melody had told me. The motorcycle club wasn’t just some innocent hobby club. That was how they conducted their business. But, what business needed Oz to have a gun?
Where was he returning from?
I was in shock. I whipped away from the window, clasping my hands together in fright. I’d never actually seen a gun before. I wanted an adventure. I wanted to try something new. I wanted Oz. But this looked dangerous.
Maybe Melody’s warnings were right. Maybe I had to think about more than just my primal sexual attraction towards Oz. I had to take my safety into consideration too. How could I get involved with someone who worked with guns? Whose life may be in danger.
I quickly shut up the diner and rushed out into the night, hurrying back to my apartment.
Why was I even thinking about this? Oz didn’t even want me like that.
Chapter 11
Oz
Since the shootout the previous night, the whole MC had been in utter chaos. Not only were we taken completely by surprise, but we still couldn’t be sure if it was actually the Dark Legion involved or not.
Besides, one of the Diego’s guys was shot and injured, which had spooked them out. They’d suspended all further shipments till we sorted this shit out. Which was a strain on us. Tensions were running high. Nobody was calm, least of all Lewis who was raging pissed.
We’d had two Church meetings since the shootout, and we’d spent all day trying to gather intel on the street. Now, we were back at T-Bone for a third Church gathering which Lewis had called for.
I had spent the whole day on the streets with Dash, trying to gather as much information as I could. I had to put all my old contacts to the test, make sure everyone knew what they had to lose if the Marked Skulls were under attack.
It had been a long day. I needed a drink. But, first, we needed to get Church out of the way. Lewis was fuming. When we rode to the bar and parked outside, I’d noticed Kaya at the window of the diner.
It was dark, but her face was illuminated by a street lamp outside. She’d smiled and blushed when I winked. She was sweet, and beautiful… and I wished I had the time and the head-space to pay her a visit, but I had neither.
Seeing her again would be a distraction, and that was the last thing I wanted.
When Lewis whistled aloud to get everyone listening in the bar, he snapped me out of my thoughts of Kaya.
“Will someone tell me what the fuck is going on?” he growled. Most of the men standing around him were looking at each other, lost.
“It’s been a year since anybody on the street has heard from them. None of my contacts have a clue where they’ve appeared from.” I was the only one who spoke up, and that was probably because of all the contacts I had in the local street gangs.
“Fucking cockroaches,” Girth hissed. I could see him crushing a can of beer in his hand. We were all mad at what had happened. Things had been so peaceful in the last year, and that was how we wanted it to stay.
Marked Skulls’ policy had always been to avoid as much violence as could be avoided.
“What’s the plan? Nobody seems to know anything,” Rodeo said. Lewis was still fuming. He seemed too mad to say anything.
“We need to gather more intel about the Dark Legion,” Lewis shouted.
“Nobody knows shit,” Rodeo shouted too and Abe looked at me. I was the one with the maximum number of contacts.
“Give me a few days. We can put the prospects to work,” I suggested. The others looked at me curiously. “The prospects won’t be recognized by
the Dark Legion or their supporters. Nobody really knows the new prospects or that they are a part of the Marked Skulls. They will be able to conduct this investigation without being discovered. Maybe that’s the problem. Nobody wants to speak to us directly.”
Abe was nodding his head. Behind him Girth was in agreement too.
“Yeah, that sounds like the best possible plan right now,” Rodeo said and we all looked over at Lewis.
“How long is this going to fucking take?” he growled.
“I’m going to try and get this done as quickly as possible. But whatever they’re doing, the Dark Legion are hiding themselves well.”
I watched as Lewis ground his teeth and eventually, he nodded his head too.
“Fine. Do that. I want answers soon!”
Church was dismissed and the other guys went up to the counter to order their drinks. Abe and Dash stayed behind with me.
“That’s a good plan. And the prospects have been trained too, so this could actually work,” Abe said and I nodded.
“Dash, you’ll be in-charge of the prospects. Make sure everyone’s doing their job,” I told him. I could see that Dash was happy to hear it. He’d been dying to be given some kind of responsibility.
“We’ll find something. Just a few days.”
