Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 71632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“We’ve got names, we’ve got all our men out on the street lookin’ for a location,” Malakai tells me, “We’re goin’ to find her.”
“And when we do, we’re takin’ this bitch with us,” I growl, glaring at Yolanda who is cuffed and sitting on the sofa at the club. “They might like the idea of a trade.”
Her face whitens, just a touch. “You wouldn’t give an innocent girl to someone, to die...”
I grin at her, and I know it’s cold and heartless. But, when it comes to Saskia, I’d happily hand this bitch over. Without even blinking.
After what she did, she deserves nothing.
“You underestimated this club, that’s going to come back and bite you, Yolanda. Because, we will, happily, hand you over. If you think that the fact you’re a girl makes any difference, you’d be wrong. It means nothing to me, or anyone else in this room. You choose to cross us, then you choose to take the risk that you might have to suffer the consequences. When it comes to Saskia, do not doubt your life means nothing.”
Her mouth drops open slightly, and she looks to Malakai, then to Maverick and Koda, then finally to Boston and three of the other club members standing in the room. Nobody flinches. Nobody defends her. They all just stare at her, in full agreeance with me. She’s nothing to us. We’ve done far worse for the people we love. Saskia, she’s one of us now, and this girl didn’t think twice when throwing her in front of a bus.
“But...but...” Yolanda stammers.
“Hope you learn somethin’ from this, if you live to tell the tale. That’s your sister. Your fuckin’ twin sister. What you did to her, is the lowest of the low. It makes you scum. It makes you one of the ugliest people I’ve ever come across, and I’ve come across a few in my time.”
Shame washes over her face, the first I’ve seen from her. I hope she finally feels remorse for her actions. I hope, if she lives through this, she learns something about being a good person, because the things she’s done to Saskia, are disgusting. It’s not the actions of a kind human, and especially not of family.
She deserves nothing.
No pity.
No sympathy.
Nothing.
“You don’t...you don’t know the full story. You don’t know me. You don’t know our relationship.”
“I know,” I say, stepping closer and holding her eyes, “that Saskia would never do that to you, no matter what your relationship is. And that’s all I need to know. She wouldn’t fuckin’ do it to you. Makes you a piece of shit, that you’d do it to her. End of story.”
Her cheeks flare red and for a split second, it gives her a look of innocence, and she looks exactly like Saskia. And that hurts, it slams me like a fist to the chest, because I should have been better to Saskia, I should have seen what I had right in front of me, because now she’s in danger, and I could lose her. That thought terrifies me.
To my fuckin’ core.
I want her.
And if I get her out of this alive, I’ll fuckin’ well have her.
Forever.
Mine.
One of the club members, Ramon, comes walking through the front doors. He’s an older member, who mostly just joins in for times like this, when he gets some action. Otherwise he spends most of his time at the club house, drinking beer. He has full respect for Malakai, and always does good by us. He’s been out, helping with the search.
“Think I got a lead,” he says, walking over to me and handing me a slip of paper. “Big shipment got delivered here, not too long ago. Managed to get the address after some gentle persuasion,” he grins.
I grin back.
By gentle, he means he fucked someone up until they gave him what he wanted.
“Think it could be where she is, big house, out of town, not many people know where it is. Gotta be at least a place to start.”
I stare down at the address. “Let’s ride, if she’s there, we don’t want to waste a second more of our time. Fuck knows what they’re doin’ to her.”
Malakai nods, and waves a hand, giving everyone the go ahead to move. We all do, Koda grabbing Yolanda and hauling her up to her feet.
“No! You’re not taking me to that house, it’s awful there, no.”
Her voice is high pitched, and hurts my fuckin’ ears.
But it’s her words that hit me the hardest.
I stop and turn, staring her right in the eyes, then I lunge forward and grab her around the throat. “You know where she is?”
She gasps, and then shakes her head. “What? No. No.”
“You just said it’s awful, which means you know. All the more fuckin’ reason’ to throw you in the dragons pit, you bitch. You’re comin’ with us, your time is up.”