Glock was directly behind me and from time to time, I turned to look at him and he nodded. I had the fate of all these guys in my hand and that familiar feeling of responsibility crept up on me. The same responsibility I had felt towards my men and Jenson. Only this time, I was also responsible for the life of Jenson’s sister.
I was leading these guys to nowhere. I could be leading them into a trap, to their death! But I didn’t care in that moment. All I cared about was finding Brooklyn.
I heard someone’s voice.
I stopped. Glock and the other stopped behind me.
The voice sounded close enough and up ahead, I saw a group of Dragon Knights come out of a room. I peered in the dark, pressing myself to the wall.
There was a guy at the head of the group who was passing around weapons to the others. Rifles and guns and knives. What were they preparing for? I counted five of them. They were already close to outnumbering us, and I had no idea how many others were there in this massive warehouse.
We had backup, but they were outside.
The DK’s hadn’t seen us. They were joking and laughing amongst themselves and from his side profile, I noticed the guy who was handing the weapons out was the same one at the bar. The one who had called Brooklyn by her name. The one who had put his arms around her when she had tried to leave the bar. I gripped my gun tighter in my hands and clenched my jaw. Now I was certain that Brooklyn had to be here. He seemed like he would keep her close to him.
When the guys walked out of our vision, I held my hand up in the air and then pointed forward. None of these Bad Disciples had any military training like I did, but they knew how to follow commands.
I walked stealthily forward, keeping my gun pointed ahead of me. I could hear the voices and the feet of the DK’s moving away from us, but I had every intention of following them. That asshole was going to lead me to Brooklyn.
I kept myself and my men in the shadows as I followed them, at a distance from them and they still had no idea they had company.
That’s when I saw another metal door slide open at the end of one of the passageways. I held up a hand and stopped and Glock and the others stopped too.
A woman came out of the room and I watched as she started filing a group of girls out. The DK’s had gone ahead and disappeared, but my focus was now on the girls.
They were following the older woman’s orders. Keeping their heads down and eyes to the ground. They were dressed for prostitution work. That much was certain. And my eyes quickly scanned the group, which was made of seven of them.
Then the older woman, who seemed to be their leader, stuck her head into the room again.
“Scarlet, come on out honey. Don’t make me get one of the guys!” I heard her say and I squinted in the dark to see.
That’s when I saw Brooklyn. The woman had a hand on Brooklyn’s elbow, pulling her out of the room. She was resisting.
I clenched my jaws, tightening my grip on my gun as I saw her come out of the room. She was still wearing the same clothes I’d seen her in that morning, except that her cheeks looked tear stained and her makeup looked loud and cheap. She’d been forced to appear like the rest of the girls.
“Stand here, keep your head down and do as you’re told. You know the rules now, Scarlet,” the woman said and I could feel my breathing getting harsh.
“My name is Brooklyn!” she screeched and I had to do everything I could to not step out of the shadows.
Instead I turned to Glock and nodded my head at him.
“Go,” Glock mouthed the word. He knew it was Brooklyn and he knew what I had to do. I made a thumbs-up sign and broke away from my group. I crouched and ran up into another passageway, closer to where the group of girls were standing.
“Don’t make me call the men, Scarlet. They won’t treat you as well as I’m treating you,” the woman said and I pressed myself to the corner of the passageway. If I looked out, the girls would see me now and I couldn’t risk them raising an alarm.
“Let’s go girls!” I heard her call out and then I heard the shuffling of feet.
I was alone now. The others were going to focus on taking out the rest of the Dragon Knights gang. My only responsibility was Brooklyn and I was so close to her. Close enough to have seen the sadness and frustration in her eyes.
I’d just have to wait for the right moment to grab her and take her to safety.
21
Brooklyn
I wasn’t about to give in that easily. Nancy had a tight grip on my arm and I knew she wanted me to herd out with the rest of the girls, but I jerked my arm away from her.
“I want to speak to Viper, first,” I snapped at her. I knew she was just doing her job and she’d get into trouble if she didn’t do it correctly, but I wasn’t going down without a fight. I could see the look of fear mixed with anger in Nancy’s eyes and I crossed my arms over my breasts.
“I’m not going anywhere till I’ve spoken to Viper,” I said.
The other girls were standing around us, glaring at me. If they admired me for my courage; they were keeping it to themselves. Outwardly, they could only pretend to hate me for delaying them from what was inevitably about to happen.
Nancy had her jaws clenched at me.
“You have to do as I say, Scarlet. You’re the club’s property now,” she said and now Candy spoke up.
“We all are,” she added.
“I have to speak to Viper first,” I repeated myself in a hissing voice and Nancy rolled her eyes at me.
“You’re going to get us all killed if you keep up this attitude,” she said and I shook my head.
“Just let me speak to Viper,” I said, in a louder voice and then we heard footsteps. I looked up to see Viper approaching us. He had a gun in his hand and two other Dragon Knights with him.
“Viper!” I said, rushing towards him. I’d sweet talk my way out of this if I had to. These guys were drinking with me at the bar just the previous night. Surely, they’d be sympathetic to me.
“Hello, sugar,” he said and grabbed my shoulders when I came up to him.
“What is going on? You’ve taken it too far,” I said in a squeaky voice and he smiled at me sleazily.
“You’re not enjoying this?” he said and I looked up at him with a pout.
“Okay, I’ve learned my lesson. Can I please go back home now?” I said, trying to make my voice sound as sweet as possible. There was no point being aggressive towards him now.
“Lesson? We’re not trying to teach you lesson, sugar. We’re putting you to work,” he said and that smile on his face remained while I stared at him with widened eyes. I never thought I’d ever hear him say that.
“Why? Viper, you can’t do this to me. Luke would never have allowed it,” I cried and my hands flew to my mouth.
“Luke is dead, and you’re no use to us. You’ve been causing trouble, Brooklyn, and you need to be kept under control,” he said and brought his face close to me. He was peering into my eyes, breathing in my scent.
“I didn’t mean to cause trouble, Viper. I promise. I swear I’ll listen to everything you say from now on,” I cried and he smiled again.
“This color suits your whore face,” he said in a sizzling voice while he studied my makeup, and I felt goosebumps on my arms. No matter how mean he had been to me before, I’d never heard him use this voice with me.
“Viper, please…” I said, tears beginning to well up in my eyes again.
“That’s what you are, aren’t you? A whore. Whoring around with that Bad Disciple motherfucker?!” he said and raised a hand over my face.
“We need her without bruises for tonight,” it was Nancy who had cut in and Viper looked up at her and I could see the look of warning in his eyes. Nancy had dared to stand up for me. I cowered beneath him, all my courage draining from my muscles now.
“Viper, please…I told you I can explain,” I whimpered, trying to think of excuses to come up with why Gunner was in my apartment.
?
??Save it, you’re good for nothing now,” he said and turned from me. I shrieked and threw myself at him.