Ryder: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel

by Rae B. Lake

  “Fuck him! Fuck you too! I want to come home! You always glorified the Wings of Diablo, now we are better than them. Why aren’t you proud of us?”

  “You did it the wrong way, you used the power of the Federal Government to bully a motorcycle club into doing things that you couldn’t do on your own. These boys built what they have with their own fucking hands. You can’t steal that, you either have what it takes or you don’t. You don’t have it, Liam. You would never make it as Wing of Diablo!”

  That’s the stock that I was made from, I was so fucking proud of Genie.

  “You bastard!” Liam screamed, spit and tears flying from his face.

  “Wyatt, Cody, how can you follow him? Look at what he is, this is your leader?”

  Two of the men behind Liam shook their heads and moved away from the unhinged Liam, “Uncle, we didn’t know. We didn’t know this was what was going on. He made it sound like they were the cause of dad’s disappearance, that they were the reason you left, you were scared of them. He told us that once they were out of the picture you would come back. He’s the president, we don’t question our president,” the one with coily black hair said.

  “Liam, nephew, you need help. Let me help you.” Genie walked through our crowd to get to the Boys of Djinn crew, Liam still had his gun pointed at him but now that everything was out in the open, the only threat that was here was Liam.

  “Fuck that, I don’t want your help, if you aren’t going to come home, if you aren’t going to bring the Boys of Djinn back we don’t need you either.”

  An avalanche of bodies jumped on Liam before he could pull the trigger. The Boys of Djinn just attacked their own president for Genie.

  “The fuck are you doing? Get them!” Liam kicked and screamed in a crazed rage.

  The one Genie called Wyatt, and the VP of the Boys of Djinn according to his jean kutte, reached over and punched Liam hard in the face. “Shut the fuck up, you’re a fucking disgrace.”

  Wyatt stepped over Liam’s unconscious body, kicking him hard on his way over. He looked at Genie, “You’re a Wing?”

  “When I die, even my soul will ride with the Wings of Diablo.”

  Wyatt nodded and made his way to our group, he searched the crowd his eyes focusing in on Wire and the President patch on his kutte. He took a large stride towards him, we all closed in a bit tighter if he was about to bring a fight to our president he wouldn’t make it off this pier.

  He reached up to his arms and shrugged his kutte off, He held his VP kutte in his hands and after staring at our president for a second he placed his Boys of Djinn VP kutte at Wire’s feet. “What we are is false, the Wings of Diablo are who we were trying to be but there can only be one. You won’t have to worry about us anymore,” he stepped off and behind him were a line of all the members of the Boys of Djinn. They were all going to abandon their club because they had gone against us.

  “Hold up.” Wire bent down and picked up the kutte off the floor.

  Wyatt turned back to Wire. “Yeah?”

  “Keep this, I’ll be reaching out. I think we can find a way to work together.”

  Wyatt took his kutte back, “You got it Wire, and I’ll make sure whatever protections that were in place before are back in place. We’ve got your back on this end.”

  Wire nodded and Wyatt walked back over to his club mates.

  For the longest time, I had felt like Wire was a pale comparison to Prez but shit like this made me think twice. Maybe Wire really was the better man for the job.

  “Look at this man here! Little Dillon making executive decisions.” Genie came to stand next to me, “I’m fucking impressed.”

  “We all are,” Prez said from where he was sitting.

  Epilogue

  We left that night worrying about the FBI, a crew trying to take us for everything we had and on top of that possibly making an enemy of a deputy prime Minister, we left the leader of them all. Wire didn't trust the Boys of Djinn enough to fold them in right away but he brought Genie home.

  Genie explained everything that he could and even called the deputy director of the FBI to make sure no one would be looking into what we were doing. Turned out that we were only on the Boys of Djinn’s radar, they used their pull in the system to get us locked up.

  We told him all about Vilanuevas and about how a few of our members were still missing.

  “I know they brought you a lot of grief so far but those boys mostly are good, especially Wyatt and Cody. Tell them what went down, if it was as fucking big as what you all have described, I’m sure they were looking into them.”

  “Wire, let me go, I’ll take the risk, if I can get them to tell me something, I have to find them,” Prez asked anxiously.

  Wire raised a hand, “Prez, I don’t want you to get your hopes up, I don’t want to get anyone’s hope’s up, especially not Vida or Mikki. Maybe we should wait on it.”

  “No, I can’t wait on it Wire. You don’t understand. You don’t see how Mikki dies more and more every time I come back without that little girl.” When Prez wasn’t here with us he was either making a drop down in New Orleans or combing the globe looking for Angel. Every lead that he ever had came up cold. It was like the three of them had vanished off the face of the earth.

  “Ok, I’ll invite Wyatt.” Wire looked back over to Genie. “You’ll stay just in case he starts to act crazy?”

  “Yeah, I’m not needed back for another few days. It has been quite a while since I was back in the States. I thought I would take in the sights for a bit before I went back to the cold and ice. I always thought I would retire down in Florida or something.”

  I laughed, “Just like Prime.”

  “We’re all from the same damn place, of course, we all want the same things.”

  “Genie, call him. Let’s see if he knows anything.”

  Before Wyatt could make it to the clubhouse, Clean had already had the party started. Another crew had come to try and take our throne and once again we emerged victoriously.

  I saw Wyatt walk in minus his kutte, he looked so out of place. I am pretty sure he thought that we were going to shoot him or something for all that he put us through. That wasn’t our way, once we said you were cool, you didn’t have to worry about us coming for you unless you betrayed us, then we would erase you.

  I rolled over to him. “Be easy, you’re alright. If Genie vouched for you, then I guess you can’t be all that bad.”

  “We fucked this up so bad, we’re supposed to be the best at fucking investigating and we didn’t do jack shit to find out if the shit Liam was saying was true.”

  “That’s in the past right?”

  “Yeah, it's done.”

  “Good,” I put out my hand for him to shake, “They call me Ryder.”

  “Wyatt.”

  “Come on, my President wants to talk to you.”

  I brought him over to Wire, “I have something to discuss with you.” Wire said pulling me, Prez and Genie into the community room.

  “Before we met up with you fucks we had a bigger enemy, we destroyed him but not before we suffered some losses. I don’t really want to get into all of it today, not until we learn to trust you a bit more.”

  Wyatt nodded but didn’t say anything.

  Wire put his hand out to Prez who gave him a photo.

  Wire put the picture out so Wyatt could see it. “In all of your work, did you run across anyone who might even be confused with-”

  “That’s Angel.”

  Prez and Wire looked at each other instantly.

  “You know her? Do you know where she is? Is she still alive?” Prez peppered Wyatt with questions and Wire added his own in as well.

  “She was taken with two other people, Ink and Vale. Are they with her too? Do you know where they are?”

  Wyatt didn’t even have a chance to answer.

  “Guys, one at a time,” I spoke up.

  “Fuck that, just tell us everything you know.”

  “An
gel and one other man were seen being carted off from Italy. They travel on cargo ships. I am not sure which one of the men it is. Do you have a photo of them?”

  Prez pulled out two more pictures, one of Vale the other of Ink.

  Wyatt pointed to the photo of Ink, “This is the man she is always with. I thought he was her father. He is taking care of her the best he can from what we have been able to see via surveillance. This one though,” he pointed to the photo of Vale. “he’s working for the Bolivian Cartel.”

  “No, impossible, he was taken by the Alejandro Vilanuevas, he was one of the leaders of the Bolivian Cartel, maybe that is where your information is mixed up,” I said.

  “No, he works for them.” Wyatt reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone. He swiped a few times and pulled up a photo. It was of the remaining Vilanuevas brothers, a few other people around a table and in the back in the corner, Vale was standing proud and decked out in a new suit. Vale wasn’t missing, he just had a new family.

  Epilogue- Cherry

  I prayed he would like it.

  Ryan had been working so hard but still a month after everything went down with the Boys of Djinn, he still had to use the wheelchair. I tried to keep his hopes up but every time he tried to walk and wasn’t able to, I knew he was getting more and more frustrated. The feeling in his legs was starting to come back little by little, in fact, he could already feel below his knees it was his calves and feet that were still dead. Yesterday, probably one of the worse days, it was the same physical therapy as usual but it was his last one as a forty-eight year old.

  Today was his birthday.

  “Come on sleepy-head.” I leaned over his sleeping form.

  “Charity, why the fuck are you waking me up. Don’t you know I was up late last night? Jesus Christ woman.” He grumbled and rolled away from me.

  “Wake up! We have stuff to do.”

  “Fine woman, give me a minute. Let me get up.”

  “Ok, I’ll meet you out the front.”

  Thirty minutes later I was sweating bricks, this gift could either blow up in my face or he would love me more than he has ever loved anything in his life.

  He rolled out of his room and looked at me. I had on a long sleeve leather jacket and jeans with my combat boots.

  “Ok, I’m awake. Let’s get this over with. Where are we going?”

  Oh please, don’t hate me.

  “Come outside. I have something for you.”

  Ryder followed me outside, Clean was already waiting outside for us.

  “Happy Birthday,” I said trying to gauge what Ryder would do.

  “Uh, you could have said happy birthday inside.”

  “No, your present. That’s your present.” I pointed to the new custom Harley Davidson that Clean was standing next to.

  Ryder squinted his eyes, then looked up at me. “You bought me a motorcycle?” He was squeezing the armrests on his wheelchair. “Cherry, why the fuck…” He took in a few deep breaths, he’d been trying his hardest to not snap at me so much “I know you meant well but I don’t understand why you would buy me something I can’t use.”

  “No, wait,” Clean said from where he was standing. Clean jumped on the bike, turned it on and rode it around in circles near Ryder so that he could check it out.

  “Look at his legs, he isn’t using them to change gears. This bike has been customized so you can use your hands for everything. The brake, changing gears, it’s something called a flatshifter. I know it’s not the same as your old bike but I thought until your feet get on the same page as you, maybe you could still ride if you wanted.”

  He didn’t say a word, just pulled me down on his lap and kissed me hard.

  “Woman, you are too good to me.”

  “You like it?”

  “Are you fucking kidding! I love it! Clean get the fuck off my bike!”

  Clean stopped in front of him and began telling him about the mechanism and how he would need to use it to drive. We got Ryder settled on the bike and after trying a few times, he was a pro. The bike even had an automatic stand so when it stopped moving it didn’t just fall over, the kickstand would pop out and keep him upright until he was able to get down.

  He rode around for a few minutes the smile on his face permanently imprinted in my mind.

  “Babygirl, get your ass over here.”

  I ran over to him as he stopped to wait for me, he moved forward on the bike and I hopped on behind him.

  “You want to go for a ride, my love?”

  “I thought you’d never ask.”

  He kissed me, and then we took off, my hair blowing in the wind and my husband having the time of his life. Finally, back on the road.

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