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The bar’s doors were visible, and we could hear the sounds of celebration inside.
“See anything yet?” I asked Gunner, and he shrugged his shoulders and turned back towards the bar again.
“Nobody’s stepped out yet,” Glock told me, and he lit himself a cigarette and passed the pack around among the group.
“What are we looking out for?” Sniper asked me.
“Any signs of a prostitution ring in the works. It would prove that they are working with the DKs to rebuild the flesh trade again,” I told him, and we watched the doors of the bar in silence for a few more minutes.
Gunner was smoking one of Glock’s cigarettes too, and he turned to me, and I saw that he was smiling.
“I’m happy for you man. You’re going to be a father!” he exclaimed. Under any other circumstance, I wouldn’t have felt the need to smile back, but tonight, after having left Noelle sleeping peacefully on her bed, I realized that I couldn’t stop smiling.
“Thanks. I’m a lucky man,” I told him.
***
We didn’t have to wait long to witness something that we had already suspected. Within twenty minutes of watching from our post in the dark, we saw two Four Skulls leave the bar.
They hadn’t walked out alone but were tugging two girls along with them.
I could sense Gunner stiffening with rage beside me. I knew what he was thinking because I was thinking the same thing. These girls didn’t look the regular groupies that tended to hang around motorcycle gangs. These girls looked upset and defeated that they were being dragged out of the bar. The Four Skulls had forced them to do their bidding.
The girls were scantily dressed, in clothes that I wouldn’t have seen on anyone other than women who were trying to trade their bodies for money. Their faces were heavily caked with garish makeup and even though their lips had been perfectly lined and plumped; it was obvious that they were frowning.
The two guys were talking amongst themselves, while they led the girls towards a muscle car. The girls were hesitant in getting into the car, but they were pushed in. One of the girls tripped as she fell into the car and the guys laughed.
I could sense Gunner gritting his teeth as he watched in silence. I knew that this scene was bringing back memories of the night we had busted the prostitution ring. The state that he had found Brooklyn in.
I placed a hand on Gunner’s shoulder as we continued to watch. The guys were peering into the backseat of the car where the two girls had been deposited. There were raised voices and even though we couldn’t see the faces of the girls, we heard their cry. One of the girls had been slapped, and now her whimpering cries filled the air. Mingling with the loud laughs of the two men who were their tormentors.
I sensed Gunner’s arm twitching, he was going to make a move. Which could be potential suicide because we weren’t prepared for an attack.
“Stay where you are, Gunner. That is an order,” I told him through clenched jaws, and I felt his shoulders relax a little, but only because he knew that he had to listen to me. If I hadn’t been there to stop him, I knew Gunner would have walked right up to the car and shot the Four Skulls sitting in the front seat. But I was thinking of the bigger picture. We needed to establish their connection with the Dragon Knights first. If we didn’t get that lead, we would not know where to go.
“We need to follow them and see where the girls are being taken,” I said. Gunner whipped around to me, rage dripping from his eyes as he glared.
“We know where they’re being taken. To the fucking Dragon Knights!” he hissed.
I didn’t reply to him and instead got on my bike. The others followed suit, while Gunner was the last one to get on his bike. We waited for the Four Skulls guys to drive off so that we could maintain distance, and then we followed them.
I tried not to pay attention to the silhouettes of the two women in the backseat of the muscle car. One of them had her head on the other girl’s shoulder, and I could sense that they were crying. They were being forced into this through threats and violence and fear.
The car came to a stop at a deserted junction, and we had to stop some distance away so that we wouldn’t be seen. I was already afraid that they had spotted us. Five Bad Disciples, in noisy bikes…we were very easy to spot. But apparently, we hadn’t been.
There were five Dragon Knights waiting on their bikes where the car stopped, and the Four Skulls got out and dragged the women out of their car. Both girls were crying by now, mascara running thickly down their cheeks. One of the Four Skulls slapped one girl across the face, which made both of them shut up.
I threw a look at Gunner, he was already prepared to pounce.
“We’ve seen enough. We need to head back to the Rusty Pelican,” I said, keeping an eye on Gunner the whole time. I didn’t want him to get away from us, and do something stupid like walk into the lair of our enemies.
“Glock, call Church so we can report it to Axel, and then we plan an attack,” I said, and Gunner gritted his teeth as he continued staring at the group in the distance. I could see him fuming out of his ears.
“And till then, we keep our distance. Do we understand?” I growled, glaring at Gunner who was refusing to meet my eyes.
“Do we understand?” I repeated, and Gunner finally looked at me.
“Yes. I understand,” he said, and we started our bikes and drove away.
CHAPTER 22
Tank
I was worried about Gunner making a rash decision.
We were back at the Rusty Pelican, and Church had been called. Glock and I had been relating to Axel and the others exactly what we had seen; while Gunner seemed to maintain a low profile as we talked.
He had been drinking an endless stream of beers while we spoke to Axel, and he wasn’t even looking at us. I could only imagine what Gunner was feeling. Seeing those girls again, being coerced and forced into prostitution had reminded
him of how close Brooklyn had been to getting tangled in it. I didn’t even want to imagine how I would have felt if it was Noelle. I would have wanted to wring their necks with my bare hands and crush their skulls. Nonetheless, I didn’t want Gunner to make a stupid decision and get himself killed; just because he was angry.
Axel was thinking, as he emptied his can of beer. We had told him what we’d seen, and he had listened to us with small nods of his head. Just like us, he wasn’t pleased to hear what we had found either. We had all foolishly been under the impression that the Dragon Knights’ prostitution ring had been successfully crushed. But we were wrong.
“So they are at it again,” Axel said, and I shrugged my shoulders.
“And this time with the help of the Four Skulls,” I said, and Axel shook his head in anger.
“They should have stayed in the dark, slimy corners where they had retreated to,” Glock hissed.
“We need to destroy them,” Hunter added, and Axel continued to shake his head.
“This time it needs to be big. Like really big. We need to make sure that they can’t ever climb out of their fucking hole again,” Glock said.
“We’re not prepared for a big attack. Not right now. We need to plan this out carefully if it’s going to be a success,” I stated, interrupting the others and Axel looked back at me and nodded.
“Tank is right. We can’t make a stupid move now. We need to figure out where they are operating out of, and take them down for good,” Axel growled.
“And what about those two women? What happens to them? The more time we fucking waste, the deeper those women are going to get sucked into the web of prostitution,” Gunner had spoken up, and he was livid.
“We can’t do anything about them now, Gunner,” Glock said, and the two men glared at each other.
Axel and I exchanged looks.
“Gunner, like Tank, said, we need to plan out our attack. As much as I hate to say it, those two women are just going to be collateral damage tonight,” Axel said, and I could see Gunner fuming. He was not a fan of our plan of holding back tonight. He wanted to do something about it tonight. He wanted to rescue the women. Even though I knew that was a bad idea, now with Noelle in my life, I also knew where Gunner was coming from.
