Page 30 of Fox (Road Rebels MC 4)
Then, we heard a thundering crash.
In an instant, Syd grabbed my hand. She tossed me into a corner, my back knocking up against another door. I turned around and fiddled with it, ripping the door open as the three of us barreled inside. A startled cry came from behind the shower curtain, and Syd rushed over to the tub. She pulled it back revealing the other woman I saw huddled in the tub.
“Gemma!” Syd exclaimed, and they hugged each other tightly.
I backed up until I could feel the cool bathroom counter against the small of my back, my hands trying to scramble for anything I could use to defend myself.
Just in case someone found us.
I heard Emery whimpering again. Sniffling and trying her best to conceal her sobs. I reached out to where the small voice was coming from and found her head, petting it to try and relax her. I moved closer to the shaking little girl as the darkness surrounded our bodies. Shielding us from the evil that was just outside our bedroom door. I placed a chaste kiss on Emery’s cheek as another tear slid from her face, then I maneuvered my lips to her ear.
“I promise you, everything’s gonna be okay,” I said in a whisper. “Your mother and I are going to protect you.”
I gathered the girl from Syd’s arms so she could take a rest. We were leaning against the bathroom counter, trying to make sense of the sudden silence. But then a voice boomed out. A loud, unadulterated voice that caused me to cling to Emery even tighter.
“Quit being scared little fucking pussies!” someone exclaimed. “Come face me like the men you claim to be!”
“Beast,” Syd said with a whisper.
“Who?” I asked.
“Beast. The President of The Devil’s Saints. That’s his voice. That’s who’s shooting at us.”
I felt my blood run cold at the mention of that club’s name. Them? The people my father were defending were the ones doing this. Shooting up some club lounge and wreaking havoc on a place where women and children were stashed. These were the ‘innocent men’ my father was defending!?
I felt bile rise up the back of my throat.
These were the people my father was defending. These were the people my father had been defending his whole life. These people who had ridden up on their motorcycles and were unloading round after round into a building were the same people my father was trying to claim as innocent. They weren’t innocent. They were monsters! If my father knew what the hell they were doing right now, especially to me, he would have a fucking heart attack. Did he even know where they were right now? When he left the house for ‘work,’ had he gone to meet with these guys?
Holy hell. Was this something my father had helped to orchestrate?
I shook the thought from my head. I couldn’t imagine something like that ever happening. The more that man’s voice boomed out, the tighter I clung to Emery. I felt my own body shaking from the reality of my father’s profession and what he had been doing my entire life. I trusted him. I painted him as a hero. I worshipped him and revered him and loved him unconditionally. I allowed him to take me on wild goose chases and treasure hunts and stick me with bodyguards.
This was why he stuck me with bodyguards.
Because the men he defended in court were doing shit like this.
I felt Syd wrap her arms around me and pull me close. Emery wrapped an arm around my neck and an arm around her mother’s. The only thing we had going for us was the fact that the light at the end of the hallway was out. Our room door was shrouded in thick darkness, and if we were lucky, those assholes wouldn’t travel down this far.
But my heart was hammering too loudly in my ears to convince me that we were going to be okay.
I didn’t stop the tears that ran down my face. I didn’t try to stop my body from shaking. I was never in any danger with Fox. He wasn’t the threat. It was my father. My father and his antics for defending people like this. If he had stepped aside and let the DEA or whoever else put this fucking club away, I wouldn’t be in this situation right now. I wouldn’t have bullets whizzing by my head and a child stifling her sobs in my neck. My father tried to convince me that men who looked like Fox were the enemy. He tried to convince me that they were the bad guys and that men like him were the good ones.
But that wasn’t the case. Fox was the one who had thrown me into his room. Who was willing to do anything in his power to protect me from the mess he had created with his world.
But my father?
H was the one responsible for this. He was the one that allowed the circumstances for this to be orchestrated. As far as I was concerned, he was just as guilty as the men firing bullets into this place.
And my father wasn’t doing a damn thing to stop it.
Suddenly, another gunshot went off. Only this time, it wasn’t muffled by the outside walls. I jumped at the sound as three more rounds fired off. Gunshots that could’ve only come from the outside. I grabbed Emery and held her close to me, then grabbed Syd’s wrist and tugged us all towards the bathtub. We gathered in and pulled the curtain, hunkering down as silent prayers fell from my lips. There was a loud crash that thundered to the floor, shaking the ground underneath us as my lips moved silently. I prayed to God and bartered with my own life. My own strength. My own soul.
Get us out of here alive, and I’ll do whatever it takes to bring them to justice.
Get us out of here alive, and I’ll listen.
Chapter 27
Fox
Laiken’s eyes were wide as I popped off four separate rounds. I saw Snake come out of the shadows and Hawk move from behind the front door. Our guns were trained on those two assholes as blood dripped down their stomachs, the holes in their clothing filling with their life support. My eyes connected with Calais as he teetered, his body falling against Beast’s as the two of them swayed on their feet. Calais was holding his shoulder and his leg while Beast held two wounds in his stomach. The two of them fell to the floor, gasping for air and groaning in pain.
I trained my gun on the two of them as I stalked towards them. I looked over at the massive granite statue people called ‘Beast’ and saw he wasn’t getting up. His blood trickled down his side and pooled on the floor beside him as he groaned out in pain. His eyes were fluttering open and closed like he was bouncing between fighting for his life and accepting the end.
As far as I was concerned, he was no longer a threat. So, I trained my gun on Calais.
I side-stepped over towards Calais and shoved my gun into his face. He was staring up at me, his eyes cold and his mouth pulled tautly. I could feel my entire body buzzing with anger as I stepped down onto the hand holding his gun. He cried out in pain and released it, allowing me to kick it over to Snake.
I watched my comrade pick it up and train both of his guns on the men on the floor.
“I’m only gonna say this once,” I said as I looked Calais in his eyes. “The drug deals are off. You and your gang? You can get your drugs elsewhere.”
“You’re a… pussy,” Calais said. “Can’t even hold up… your end of… of a deal.”
“I did for years,” I said as I stepped down harder onto his hand. “Gave you more business than you would’ve ever had. Not my fault we’re lookin’ to clean up our act. The deal stops now.”
“What about… we still have…”
“Keep what you sell. I don’t give a shit. But if you ever come back around here with the likes of anyone even close to the asshole you came in with, you’re dead. I’ll put a bullet between your eyes and smile at your funeral. You hear me?”
“You’ll… never get away with-”
I removed my foot from his hand and moved it over to his leg. I pressed down on the wound, watching as he cried out in pain. I saw Laiken grimacing from the refrigerator, her eyes taking in the entire scene with a turning stomach. I knew this was hard for her, but I didn’t care. I had a bone to pick with her later about who the hell she was willing to sacrifice to fuel her own personal agenda. She wasn’t a part of this gang. Just becau
se she rode, Snake’s cock didn’t give her the right to sacrifice whoever she fucking wanted.
I looked over at Snake as he cocked both of his guns to shoot.
“Okay! Okay! Okay! Deal’s off. Deal’s off. Shit. Get your… move… please…”
“Please. That sounds more like it,” I said.
Calais was nodding his head furiously as I removed my foot from his leg. I trained my gun between his eyes, studying the pathetic man below me. It was a shame. We really had a good thing going for many years. I still didn’t have a financial plan in place to recoup the money all of this was going to cost me, but I didn’t care. Harlow was safe, and I would be able to take her in my arms soon enough. No matter what she did, whether she testified or not, I would stand by her side just like she had mine before this shit-show started. I would support her and defend her and protect her in all the ways I knew I could.
