– Jax –
9 days, 9 fucking days since she has been gone. No one’s heard shit and the men that stormed the yard weren’t apart of any other MC’s. No tattoos, nothing to identify them, fucking nothing. The clubhouse is trashed after i got the call i came back and ripped the place apart looking for her or anything to help me figure out what fuckwits thought it was a good idea to start a war with an MC.
“Killer calm down, she can take care of herself,” Betty says rubbing my back, somehow Betty has kept us afloat, make sure we eat instead of drowning in alcohol and cigarettes. “It’s been 9 days Betty, even the strongest break” I mumble into my hands as i lean my elbows on the bar, i can’t even think straight anymore, my mind just keeps going back to her, is she dead already? Have they hurt her? Have they sold her and shipped her off to some sicko on the other side of the world?
I slam my hands onto the bar before turning around and picking up a barstool, i lift it over my head and throw it through one of the windows near me, “Fuck it, I’m not wasting any more time. I’m calling in reinforcements” I pull out my phone and make my way outside Gunner following close behind me.
I light up a smoke as the line rings a few times before they pick up, “To what do i owe the pleasure?” The voice speaks through the phone, “Riccardo i don’t have time for stupid games, a group stormed the clubhouse and fucked off with Harley. Wasn’t an MC, wondering if you have heard anything on your end?” I hear a string of what i can only imagine are swear words in Spanish before he begins yelling in the native language.
The noise of heavy footsteps fills out the background sound on his side of the call before he speaks again, “When she was training i put a tracker in her, she always used to fuck off and tell no one, so i would keep an eye on her that way. My men are working on it now, I’ll send you the location one it’s done. If you need us, let me know we can be over there in less than 4 hours” His voice is void of emotion, here comes the big cartel leader.
“Thanks man, I’ll keep you updated” I hang up the phone and head back inside, “Fill up the cars with guns and ammo, Shelby call the doc and get him to set up in the basement in case shit goes south. Once i get the location we are off” They all nod their heads and bang their fists on the tables. I take out my phone again and call the sister charters, telling them to get over here in case we need back up.
2 hours later most of the sister charters are beginning to rock up or are close enough to get to us quickly if needed. The atmosphere in the room is thick, our usual loud and party like lifestyle now completely silent as everyone awaits orders. I’m getting impatient, the urge to kill making my skin crawl like theres little bugs underneath it, I’m craving the kill, the blood, the begging, the torture.
My phone dings a few times as text messages begin to roll in, i stand up on the bar as everyone’s attention turns to me, all twitching ready to for my command. “Theres around 100 of them, running a sex slave business, selling girls overseas to the highest bidders. Harleys still in the country for now at least, no names so far but the cartel are hacked into the cameras in and around the place, they’re going to be our eyes or us. Everyone here lock and load we ride in 5” I jump down off the bar and head into the armoury, i grab my favourite blades and knives then move to grab a few guns.
i make my way outside to my bike and throw my leg over it before bringing her to life, the rest follow after saying goodbye to their loved ones, im close my eyes and take a deep breath i need a clear head. We set off north and follow the roads to the address Riccardo had sent me, the landscape turns from large open paddocks to trees and thick scrub, we turn down a dirt road and stop our bikes far enough away so they don’t hear us coming.
I look around at our surroundings and see that we are in the middle of thick forests giving us the upper hand for our attack.
“Prospects, once you hear gunfire drive the SUV’s up to the building. We don’t know if she’s injured or not and I’m not going to be fucking wasting time incase she is. I want the leader alive, he’s mine to kill. kill the rest i don’t want any loose ends, they fucked with the wrong MC” I growl the last part through gritted teeth, they all nod as we begin to make our way to the building.
We split up and surround the building, some of us staying outside while the rest go in. Once we’re all in place we quietly storm the building, idiots left the fucking doors unlocked. We sneak around until we find the first group of them, around 15 men guard the first floor. I give my men the signal seconds later gunfire rings through the building, all 15 dead in a matter of seconds they didn’t stand a chance.
I send half of the boys to check the upstares floors while Gunner, Juice, Wood, Shark Eyes and I make our way to the basement, gunfire continues to ring out above us as we make our way over to the staircase leading down. Juice, Gunner and Shark Eyes go left while Wood and I go right. The smell of blood and rotting flesh fills my nostrils, and i can only pray that its not Harleys. Men come running around the corner, Wood and I catch them by surprise, i take out the first one by running up to him and snapping his neck instantly he drops to the floor like a sack of shit.
Wood takes out the next one, perfect headshot right between the eyes, i move to the last one snaking my arm around his neck i grab one of my blades before running it across this throat, the warm blood drips down my arm and the sounds of him drowning on his own blood is like music to my ears, i loosen my grip and let him drop to the floor before walking over the body.
We walk down the aisles of metal cells, all of them empty. As we turn a corner a trail of dead bodies leads down the hallway one by one, i look at the puncture wound and see it was made by a pocket knife, this was her, she has to be here still. Wood and I run down the hallway the bodies getting fresher and fresher the closer we get, as we run past another hallway a sharp pain shoots into my arm. I turn around and shoot without thinking twice to see Harley ducked down against the wall with a fucking smirk on her face.
“you almost shot me you asshole,” she says laughing while getting up, “You fucking stabbed me,” I say as i tuck my gun back into my waistband before pulling her into me and bury my face into her neck, I pull away from her slamming my lips onto hers, I’m not going to lie, i thought i was never going to see her again, alive anyways. “You’re alive, You’re fucking alive” Is all i can manage to say while holding onto her for dear life, i hear footsteps approaching us before i can react Harley pulls my gun out from my waistband and turns around taking them out one by one.
“25 kill streak,” She says proudly of herself, “If this was COD i would have got a tactical nuke by now” She passes me my gun back and high-fives Wood before she turns on her heels running down the hallway. Wood and I chase after her following her to one of the cells farthest away, i come to a stop and look into the place she has been held captive in.
Chains hanging from the roof, little to no light, a metal bed with a piss-weak mattress dried blood along the floor and a knocked-out guy? “Who the fucks that?” I ask nodding my head towards the body on the floor, “My capturer, the leader, thought you’d want some fun handsome” She says with a wink as she makes sure his restraints won’t come loose, she looks around me and her eyes widen.
She jumps to her feet and pushes past me running to the cell across from hers, “Poppy?” She softly calls out, my eyes move to a small figure tucked in the corner of the room shaking violently, “Poppy cover your ears this is going to be loud, but it’s okay i promise you do you trust me?” She asks taking the gun back from my hand, the small figure covers her ears and nods her head slightly.
Harley aims and shoots at the lock on the door breaking it to pieces, she slowly opens the door as the sound of gunfire begins to die off around us, “Poppy i need you to come with me” Harley begins taking steps over to ‘Poppy’. “No please don’t” Poppy cries out looking over to Wood and I. “Shhh, it’s okay. Do you see the really tall one?” Harley asks her, she nods her head looking over to me, “That’s my Jax, do you remember me telling you about him? How he was going to come and help us?”, Poppy nods her head once again before turning her attention to Wood, who has been staring at her since he first saw her.
“The one next to him is Wood, he is my brother. He won’t hurt you, nobody is going to hurt you again, okay? But i need you to come with me now” Poppy nods her head and places her hands in Harleys as Harley helps her stand, she lets out a cry when she places her weight on one of her ankles. “Wood get over here,” Harley says still looking at poppy, “He’s going to carry you out of here okay? I will be right behind you” I watch as Harley passes Poppy over to Wood before going back and picking the scum that’s still unconscious on the floor.
“Damn kitten, how did you knock him out? I don’t think the bastards going to wake up for a week” She laughs as we follow Wood and Poppy up the steps, “Believe it or not he did it to himself” She replies, our men swarm around the building looking for any stragglers left, once the place is clear Wood and Poppy get in the back of one SUV, while we throw our brand new toy in the back of the other.
“You want to get in the car, or do you wanna ride?” I ask as i begin to send off the men back to the clubhouse after they all came to check up on Harley, Shark Eyes almost cried, keyword: almost. “Do you really have to ask?” She raises a brow at me before she’s suddenly tackled to the ground by Gunner, “I thought you died” Gunner cries out, “Get the fuck off me you fat prick” She growls at him but he doesn’t let go, “Never do that to me again Harlz, do you know how hard it is to deal with Shelby and Jax alone?!” He scolds her before getting up, “Yeah like i had it planned you big doofus” She replies as she gets off the floor dusting herself off before smacking the back of his head.
“Tackle me like that again and I’ll snap your fucking neck,” She says staring at Gunner, if looks could kill. “Oh I’ve missed your psycho ass,” He says ruffling her hair, she grabs his arm and twists it around his back, “If you want to ride back to the clubhouse with a dislocated shoulder i suggest you keep going” He smiles and sighs in content, “There she is” He hums to himself, “Gunner, Juice Blow the place to the fucking moon” I order they nod their heads and set up the explosives, she walks back to my side wrapping her arms around my waist, “Now let’s get back, i need a fucking drink”.