“So what the fuck are we going to do? We need to get him out of this hell hole.”
“Call Eagle, tell him to speed this shit up. I don’t care what money is involved or who we need to pay.”
Crush didn’t respond, but there was nothing much to say. We waited while the guard behind the counter took our claim ticket. He pushed cell phones and billfolds across to us. We grab them and leave. I hated that I was so relieved to get out of there, leaving my brother in there to rot. Hell yeah Eagle needed to get on the ball.
Once we made it outside I put my shades back on and stop when I get on my bike. Shit, maybe I am pussy whipped, but all I know is I want to check in with my woman. That’s when I notice I have twenty missed calls from Irish and Nailer. Crusher got on his bike beside me, but he didn’t talk—maybe he could tell from my face shit was up.
“Yo what the fuck is going on?” I say as soon as Irish picks up the phone.
“Dragon, man Nicole is missing.”
Holy fuck, my heart hurts. With three words I knew more fear that I had ever felt in my life.
“Motherfucker I left her in your care. You better be fucking joking and let me say right now that fucking shit ain’t funny and I’m going to personally pull your head out of your ass backwards…”
“Dragon her girl called and asked her to meet at their house. I made her take Nailer. Hell Dragon, Nailer said it was an ambush. He opened the door and some fucker knocked him out cold. When he woke up your woman and her girl and whoever the hell hit him were gone but…. Shit man.”
“What damn it?” I felt a knot in my chest, fear total fear. What the hell was wrong with me?
“Fuck man…there was blood everywhere.”
I think my heart stopped. Whatever I felt in that moment went beyond fear.
“What about the cameras at the house?” I said trying to think. Anything the club owned we had cameras on them, but motherfucker the cameras on that old house were ancient. Why the hell hadn’t I thought to change them sooner?”
“It looks like the girls got away into the hills. Some fucker came out behind them, got in a car and left.”
“So, he didn’t follow them?” I asked trying to catch my breath.
“No, but we haven’t heard from Nic. The boys have been combing the hills and the main road.”
“Crush and I are about an hour out. Call the Ohio Chapter, tell them we won’t be there today. Then you put every fucking man we have out searching and you find her. If she’s hurt I’m taking it out on your mother fucking ass for letting her leave during lock down!”
I look at Crusher while I start up my bike.
“Home now,” I order not explaining the rest, I figure he got enough of the conversation that I didn’t need to clue him in. My fucking palms are sweaty and my heart is beating out of my chest. I’m not a praying man. I figure God turned his back on me before I was born, it’s all I can explain for the way my life started. Right now though, I find myself praying and praying hard.
I need this woman. Last night cemented that to me, when she held me and told me she just wanted me? Fuck. No one had ever ripped me open like that before. They sure hadn’t claimed me and been proud of that shit. In my experience women wanted to fuck the Prez because I was the Prez but that was about it. Nicole could care less about the club or my position in it. I still didn’t understand what it was between us, but after last night I know that this girl is it for me. I have to have her. I have to keep her, fuck. She has to be safe. She has to be.
Hold on Mama, I’m coming.
I repeat that mantra in my head over and over, praying she can somehow hear me.
Chapter 23
Nicole