They all agreed, going their separate ways. The girls hit all the stores, laughing and giggling at some of their choices of gifts for the members of the Last Riders. Beth commissioned a hand crafted long handed razor knife for Razer, boots for Evie, and took the time to get each member a gift. Winter didn’t know the women as well so she picked up several gift cards when Beth assured her the women loved to shop. Winter drew a blank as to what to buy for Viper. Beth fell in love with a hot red leather jacket so Winter purchased it as an early Christmas present despite her protests.
Winter was looking through a tray of bracelets, sliding different ones on and off her wrist; Lily and Beth strolled over to watch. They were so pretty Beth even started trying them on, admiring how they looked on her own wrist. One in particular caught Winter’s eye. It was a beautiful hand crafted, wide bangle bracelet with little dangling charms that had designs engraved into the purplish silver. It was truly a piece of art.
“Lily, this would look fantastic on you with your coloring.” She held it out to the women, unsnapping it so Lily could slide her wrist inside. When she didn’t move, Winter raised her eyes to Lily’s face. A look of pure terror was frozen on her ashen face.
“Are you all right? What’s wrong, Lily?’ Winter didn’t know what to do, looking towards Beth.
Beth looked up at her words, seeing what was in Winter’s hand and quickly took it away.
“She is allergic to silver.”
“I am sorry. I did not realize or I wouldn’t have shown it to her.”
“That is alright. I shouldn’t have been a baby about it.” Lily smiled at her, but the look of terror still lingered in her beautiful eyes.
“It’s time we met Viper and Ton at the diner.” Beth said, changing the subject. The women paid for their purchases before walking down the street to the diner. Ton was walking across the parking lot when several motorbikes came roaring down the street. The women turned thinking it was The Last Riders, only to stare in amazement at another group of five bikers with a lone woman on the back of one. Easily recognizing Sam, Winter was amazed at the woman’s boldness at taking up with another group of bikers.
They parked in the diner’s parking lot with Ton staring them down.
“This is going to be bad.” Beth predicted, hurrying off to reach Ton before the crazy man picked a fight. Winter and Lily took off after her, with Lily pushing the chair as fast as she could. Winter was sure they appeared ridiculous barging towards the group of bikers.
“Move out of my way, old man.” Samantha ordered.
“I want to talk to you and you’re not going to be able to ignore me this time.” Winter saw Beth try to tug Ton away from the group of bikers but he was not budging. Giving up, Beth took a step back while searching in her large purse for a phone. Winter heard her calling someone when the argument between Ton and Sam got even more heated.
“I have nothing to say to you because you don’t want to hear the truth. Whether you want to believe it or not, Gavin is the father of my baby.”
“Gavin wouldn’t have touched an underage girl.”
“Oh he did all right, several times as a matter of fact.” Sam taunted.
Winter could only sit in her chair and watch, powerless as the two argued, slowly coming to the realization of some dangerous undercurrents coming from the bikers. The Last Riders were often scruffy and wore faded clothes but they never had the appearance of these scumbags that Sam had attached herself to.
These bikers were dirty and she could smell the alcohol and weed on them from where she was sitting. Their eyes were on Lily and Beth as they spread out around them. Winter was about to warn them when one slid his arm around Lily jerking her to his chest. Two others were maneuvering Beth towards the back of the diner’s parking lot. Lily’s scream was cut off as the biker put his hand in her hair, jerking her neck back at an awkward angle, his head was lowering to hers. Winter tried to ram him with her wheelchair but he struck the wheel violently with his heel, sending it careening in circles before she could manage to stop spinning.
“Ton.” Winter screamed, watching in horror as Lily fought frantically to get away from the biker determined to thrust his tongue down her throat. Beth started screaming and so did Winter, trying to find help. Ton, realizing what was happening, hurried to Beth, trying to get her away from the men but another that had been standing behind Sam blocked his path. Ton tried to hit him but the biker punched him hard in the stomach. Ton dropped to his knees. The biker that had Lily, grabbed her ass, lifting her against him until her feet were off the ground, carrying her in the same direction as the two men were taking Beth.
“Stop! Sam, you have to make them stop.” Winter pleaded to the woman watching impassively.
“I don’t have to do a fucking thing other than to go in that diner and get me a hamburger. We were minding our own business.” Sam shrugged. “These guys aren’t pussies like The Last Riders.” She walked to Winter, taking the handlebars of the wheelchair and tried to give it a shove to send it careening, but this time Winter was prepared, grabbing the wheels to hold the chair steady.