Yes, the fucker wore pinky rings and a gold chain. Just like one of those classic bad guys on tv and in the movies.
As Kid was inspecting him he was doing the same and by the conceited curl of his lips he obviously didn’t think much of him.
Ditto, motherfucker, Kid thought silently.
Keeley sat beside the bastard and gave them all the evil eye as she introduced him, promising retribution if they didn’t treat him well. Stupid little girl. There were always two sides to every situation.
“Everyone, this is my boyfriend, Alexander Kolinic.”
War did a barely there head dip. “And what do you do for a living, Alexander?”
The bastard stayed quiet for a beat before he answered in a condescending tone. “My family is in imports and exports and I work in the family business.”
“Ah, I see, and which company would that be?” War lifted his beer and drank as they all waited of the answer.
Buzz sat next to him and he tapped on his thigh and passed his phone. Kid leant back and read the text then scrolled through the photos. The information settled like a block of ice in his gut.
Fuck! The Sinners Sons’ inner circle had been infiltrated and all because of an entitled and spoilt brat. He handed the phone back to Buzz and tilted his head in answer. No way could they let this fucker know they were on to him.
“My parents own and operate Kolinic Imports and Exports. We’re mostly based in Europe but I’ve been sent to open a branch in South Africa.” The fucker leant back in his chair and sipped on the amber liquid in his glass. Everyone at the table had beers in front of them except the asshole and his so-called little sister. Had to be whisky or brandy.
“I see.” War said noncommittally.
“Keeley tells me that you have plans to retire from your club soon.” He tried to push at War and to an extent he succeeded. War turned from a father into the cold hearted leader of a MC.
“Keeley is talking out of her ass. She has no idea about what I will or won’t do. She has never been a part of my club and never will be.” He turned away from his daughter who had gone very, very white. She knew, as did everyone except the arrogant fucker, she had just been cut out of a part of his life because she had done the unthinkable, she had discussed club business with an outsider.
Pushing his chair back he walked to his old lady, bent over and whispered something in her ear before he stood.
“We won’t be staying for dinner. We have club business that needs to be taken care of.” He turned to a suddenly subdued Keeley and the man next to her, his face cold and distant. “Sorry about leaving so soon but duty calls. Enjoy your dinner.”
All of them followed his lead, stood and thanked Marcia with a chin lift. War turned and walked out without another look at his daughter or saying goodbye. She sat in horrified shock and her eyes glistened suspiciously before she blinked and it was gone. The arrogant look slipped right back over her face as she caught Kid looking at her. He turned his back on her and they all followed War’s lead. None of them said goodbye to her or her man.
“Rock?” She called softly but her brother walked away without answering and they followed him out.
With the security door closed behind them Kid stopped War before he could get on his bike.
“You need to have a look at this, Prez.” Kid said quietly and handed him his phone. Ziggy had sent him a shitload of information.
War silently read through it then looked up and spoke through gritted teeth. “I’ve had men on her for years and she hated it. Six months ago we came to an agreement. She would inform me if a new man came into her life and I would withdraw the constant surveillance. Obviously she played me and then brought the enemy right into the heart of my home. Her choices have made her a liability to me and my club. I need to find out how much she has told him about the club and our family. The sooner we find out the better.” He kept a tight hold on his emotions but Kid could see the blow his daughter had delivered to him in his eyes.
“We can’t leave Mum alone with them, Dad. We have the prospects outside. I want them inside with her and Keeley, and the invite to stay the weekend has just been rescinded. The minute that fucker leaves I want the house swept for bugs. Who knows how many he’s planted by now.” Rock growled angrily. “And the fucker isn’t coming anywhere near the family braai tomorrow, as your SAA it’s my duty to protect you and my club. It’s my call if he’s allowed in or not and I’m saying not. And I want Keeley locked down until we can talk to her about how much she has told him.”
“Okay, it’s your call and I agree with you. Call the prospects in and give them their orders. I don’t want your mother alone with that bastard.” Pointing a finger at Rock he kept on growling out orders. “I want two of the brothers here within the hour to stay in the house so the prospects can return to their outside duties. Plus I need them to ensure the fucker leaves but Keeley stays put. They have permission to detain her by force if necessary. I’ll deal with her later.”
He stood silently while Rock got on his phone to call in a protection detail. War didn’t wait for him to finish his call as he laid out what he wanted to happen.
“There’s something else. Keeley brought him in through the street door and he would have seen the cameras and the stupid girl most probably didn’t hide the security codes from him. It has to be changed, right now. I want the house locked down tight just in case they attempt to get in while I’m not home tonight.”
Spider stepped forward and War focussed on him. “Or they get in and wait for you to get home and take you out when you ride into the garage. I would like to know why they have Keeley encouraging you to retire. Who do they have inside your club who will step up to contest your VP and Rock for the president’s chair should anything happen to you?”
Rock had finished his call and was frowning at Spider. “Do you really think they have it set up to go down like that?”
All the Iron Dogz gave an ironic chuckle then Kid explained. “We’ve been the target of these bastards for years and this is what they do. They take out the man at the top and replace him with one of their own and the club rots from the inside out. They tried with our club by killing Bounty Walker and tried to insert Flash Warne in his position. They failed because Hawk Walker is not someone to fuck with and neither are his family and friends. For some reason they’ve turned their sights on you. I hope to hell it’s not connected to the fact that I’m your son, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was.”
“And they’re using my daughter to get to me. Everyone knows I stay home when she’s visiting which means the hit is most probably set to go down this weekend and with you here it will be pinned on the Iron Dogz. A set up, that’s what this is. I’m being set up by my own daughter. I just hope to hell she isn’t knowingly a part of it.” War bit out through clenched teeth, and then he gave a predatory smile. “We’ll show them why they should not mess with the Sinners or their families.”
He walked to his bike and threw a leg over. “Let’s ride.”
With that the garage doors went up and they rode out onto the street, at the same time three bikes pulled up and after a short word with War pulled into the garage.
The ride back to the club was uneventful and Kid looked over the bikes parked in shining rows and prayed for a short night.
He didn’t feel like partying at all, too much was going on that they needed to get cleared up before he could relax enough to join any fucking party.
War
He had gone straight to his office when they walked into the clubhouse to call his wife. Fuck, it was eating at his gut that he wasn’t at home to keep her and their stupid fucking daughter safe. But he trusted his men and Rock would be sending more men to bring them in safely.
She answered after two rings.
“Sweetheart, what the hell is going on? I have Black, Nuts and Disney here acting really strangely. Dinner is not going well at all.”
“Marcia, I need you to listen and not interrupt until I�
��m done. Okay?” War didn’t wait for her to answer as he started to explain who Alexander really was and what they suspected was set to happen later.
His old lady didn’t disappoint. As always that amazing brain of hers started organising.
“Right. I’m going to end dinner and send the little bastard home. Disney will sweep the house for bugs and once he’s sure we’re clean Mouse can change all our codes remotely. Black will take charge of Keeley and keep her in her room until we’re ready to leave. Once I’m done packing I’ll sit her down and give her a few home truths before she will be escorted down to the car by Black and one of the prospects. I’ll pack some things for her, after Disney has checked it for bugs of course, and we’ll lock the house down tight before coming to the clubhouse. Does that sound like a plan, baby?”
“I fucking love you, Marshmallow.” War had never been more grateful for the woman he had claimed as his own.
“I know, and I love you, Camden. We’ll get through this and our daughter is going to learn a harsh lesson that’s long overdue. I’m sad that we allowed her to drift away from us and the club. Maybe that fancy school we put her in with all the other spoilt rich kids was our first mistake. I don’t know, but what I do know is that her arrogant privileged lifestyle ends tonight.”
War smiled. “I agree, baby. We’ll talk as soon as you get here. Be safe on your way in. See you soon.”
“See you soon, baby.”
Ending the call he slipped his phone into his pocket and left his office.
It was time to handle some more business.
CHAPTER TEN
Face
Music pumped out into the night from the wild party going on next door. The bass was so deep every thump made the glass in our windows vibrate. Luckily we had Tershie in the guest apartment on the far side of our building and the sound was muted back there.
Cuba and I stood in the dark on our roof and watched the men and women going wild as they drank, danced and fucked. Oh yes, they got it on right out there in the open not giving a shit who watched. And there were a lot of us watching, yes, I counted myself and Cuba as a part of those who were watching, it was damned entertaining and took my mind off what I would be doing soon, very soon.
And sadly, it made me realise how long it has been since I did the horizontal mambo. Years, it has been years since I had sex with someone. After I got out I had been so busy setting up our business and planning for the future I lost interest in finding someone for a quick one night bang. And to be honest, I found it hard to trust and that’s bad when you’re looking for a hook up.
Watching a good looking big guy slamming into a woman he had bent over a bike with her skirt around her waist was entertaining. And hot, very, very hot. I felt a little tingle as he finished with a roar then slapped her ass and pulled out. He pulled the condom off his big cock, tied it off and threw it in a big bin, settled his junk and zipped up. Only then did he help her off the bike, pulled her skirt down, patted her on the ass and walked away. Wow, it must have been a random fuck. I grinned and shook my head, these guys next door, they were unbelievable.
“Holy hell that was hot. I’m putting that in the spank bank, definitely.” Cuba mumbled.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I quickly pulled it out, looked at the text and typed an answer.
The ambulance was on its way and Murchison’s men were being taken care of. With one last look at the party we left the roof. As long as the guys next door were busy we would be safe. And they looked very, very busy.
We were ready when my phone chimed again and a text with one word appeared. “Now.”
Pet, Evvie and Mads ran with Rentia and Denzil for the small door hidden in the right hand corner of our back wall and the rest of us made our way down into our tunnel. It was a bit of a bitch getting the stretcher safely down the stairs but we managed. Down in the tunnel we could no longer feel the vibration of the bass and I hoped they were still going strong up there.
Cuba and I ran ahead while Denver and Stef came after us in a fast walk/jog. Tershie was asleep because Stef had given her something to keep her calm and relaxed so the movement of the stretcher wouldn’t scare her. She was white as the blanket that covered her and I was so worried about her. It made me more determined than ever to get her out and to safe medical treatment.
As I reached the door I looked up at the camera and spoke softly to Star. “We’re ready when you are.”
Her answer came back almost immediately. “The glitch is now running. Tunnel secure and door will be open in three seconds. Stay safe out there, please.”
We waited as the door silently swung open. I stepped back and waved Cuba ahead and she immediately ran full speed down to the tunnel exit. She would ensure Denver and Stef was covered when they brought Tershie out. I watched everyone’s back as we jogged down the tunnel. Everything went smoothly. The guys left the tunnel and made their way out of the building to where the others and the ambulance were waiting.
Cuba and I stayed in the shadows watching until we were sure my family was safe inside the vehicles and the others had returned through our back door and only then did we return. Letting Star know we coming back into the tunnel we stepped in, closed the exit door, listening for the buzz that told us Star had locked it again, and then ran like the devil was on our asses. The door to our tunnel was closed and Star would only open it when we were closer. And then we were almost there and the door slowly started to swing open.
But we had a problem. There were furiously pissed off men running towards us and I gave Cuba a shove through the half open door to safety. I didn’t have enough time to follow her or wait for the door to close. Slapping my hand on the emergency button just inside the door I jumped back and slammed the door shut manually, shutting off Cuba’s violent swearing. Turning I raised my hands and faced the men who were now crowding around me.
Shitballs! I had sort of prepared for this but not fully. At least this would give me the opportunity I needed to talk to War without Murchison finding out. If I survived long enough, that is.
Angry faces stared at me and I stared right back, not giving an inch. I had always known the day would come when the Sinners caught us in their tunnel. I survived nineteen years with Murchison and ten years in prison, I could do this. Easy.
Some of the men shuffled aside, opening a path for War Knight and two men who stalked towards me. I kept my hands at shoulder height and waited.
War stopped right in front of me and I looked up at him not saying a word.
“How long have you been fucking around in my tunnel?” The highly pissed off president of the Sinners asked in a tight but so very pissed off voice.
I shrugged and narrowed my eyes as if I had to think about it. “I would say about three to three and half years, give or take a month.”
A short guy with wild hair and glasses stepped out from the surrounding men. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. That’s how long you’ve been fucking around with my systems down here? If I hadn’t decided on extra cameras last night you would have succeeded once again. You and your bloody hacker are pissing me off.”
I couldn’t help it. I dropped my arms, crossed them over my chest and winked. “That’s right, Mouse, we would have. Star could teach you sooo much about....” I was about to piss him off when Star’s voice shouted at me and everyone jerked and looked towards the door. Except me, because that’s not where her voice was coming from.
“Face! Stop pissing the bikers off and get back here. We have shit going down with the sperm donor and now’s not the time to play let’s meet the neighbours down there.”
I couldn’t stop the half-smile if you paid me. “Hey, who died and made you the boss? And just saying, I’m not playing with them.” I said as I looked right at the camera she had concealed in the tunnel.
“Shit.” She mumbled. “I’m sorry but you should know Cuba is pissed at you. She tried to open the door and I had to override her seven, yes, you heard me right, seven freaking
times! Tell the bikers sorry and get your ass back up here. You’ve got a job to do and now’s not the time for hello how are you’s.”
My shoulders shook as I laughed and shook my head. I looked up at an even angrier War and shrugged. “Sorry, my crew is a bit over protective right now but....” And that’s when I saw the man standing behind War clearly for the first time since they caught us in the tunnel.
My words dried up as I tilted my head while staring at him. I looked from War to the guy and nodded to myself.
“Ah, that’s why he looked so familiar.” I mumbled as I gave my version of a frown.
“Who looks familiar?” Someone asked and when I turned to answer I saw it was Wheels.
“Heeeey, Wheels, fancy meeting you down here.” I teased.
“Stop fucking around, Face, and answer the question. Or I will make you answer it.” He snarled, obviously highly pissed off.
I laughed, I couldn’t help it and it pissed him off even more. His hand reached out to grab me and I sidestepped him and deflected his hand.
“Hands off the merchandise or you won’t get any answers out of me.” I snapped, no longer amused.
Wheels gave an evil grin. “Oh little girl, I will make you sing like a fucking canary once I get my hands on you.”
“No, you won’t, and you want to know why not? I’ll give you one word and it should tell you everything you need to know. Murchison.”
“What do you mean?” He looked confused and angry at the same time.
“She’s been tortured by one of the best and never gave it up, assholes! That’s what she means.” Cuba’s muffled voice came through the door and I pointed at it and clapped my hands.
“Ten points to the pissed off bitch behind door number two.” I said in a sing-song voice.
“Stop with this shit and give me a straight answer. Who did you take out through my tunnel? And why?” War stepped in his anger not so obvious now.
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