“You know I’m goin’ to enjoy watching her put you through the wringer,” Tracker chuckles.
The vibration of my phone distracts me from giving Tracker a response as I see it’s Shadow calling me.
Swiping the screen, I put the phone to my ear. “What’s up, Shadow?” I ask.
“Prez, we got a situation here, and you’re not gonna like it,” Shadow growls.
“Want to elaborate on what the situation is,” I demand as I stand and walk toward my son with Kayla and JC, who’d been sitting next to me.
“Rachel’s gone. She asked Tiny to watch the twins for her for a little bit so she could take a nap. I don’t know how she did it, but she evaded being seen on any of the cameras except for one, and that was right as she was getting in the passenger seat of a woman’s car. Nerd ran the plates, and we know who it belongs to. But what’s worse is she’s going back to Greensville,” Shadow says.
I barely have time to hand my granddaughter over to my son before I lose my shit. When I get my hands on that woman, I'm going to wear her ass out.
“She left a note for you and Tracker next to your bed.”
“Grab Neo and bring the note with you, meet us in Greensville,” I ordered before disconnecting. “Bear, I need you and Momma B back at the clubhouse asap. Tracker, Blaze, and Coyote, you’re with me,” I roar as I head for the door.
“Pops, you need me?” Horse asks as he follows me outside.
“No, son, I got this. You stay with your ol’ lady and kids. I have my own ol’ lady to go get before she ends up doing something stupid,” I say as I straddle my bike. I don’t have to look up to see the shocked expression on Horse’s face.
But right now, I don’t have time to explain. Not when I know exactly what she’s going to try to do, and it has nothing to do with custody. I’d seen the look in her eyes when she’d told Tracker she just needed him to watch over Luca and Corinne.
There’s nothing a parent wouldn’t do for a child they love, including taking a life.
Chapter Fourteen
Rachel
“Are you sure about this?” Milley asks nervously as we make our way back to Greensville. It'd taken me three weeks to come up with a plan for how to get away from here. Three weeks of having to put up with the scrutiny of most of the clubwhores, like Cherry Pie and Peaches.
Cherry Pie, however, is the worst of them all. The bitch had the nerve to tell me all about her escapades with Stoney and anyone else he brought into it, including going into detail about the time he fucked her and the Prez of the Iron Vex MC.
I didn’t even know a woman could be a Prez of a club, but I think it’s pretty badass even though I don’t think I’d want to meet the woman. From the way Cherry Pie put it, this Boss chick must mean something to Stoney. And if that’s the case, it’s a good thing I won’t be around to see them together.
Not after everything he said. I thought I’d be furious about what he had Shadow do to me, but the more I think about it, I realize in my head it was Stoney’s hands I envisioned. Shadow had been nothing more than an extension to Stoney’s voice as he would put it ‘giving me my punishment.’ No, the worst was telling me that I was his to use as he pleased, and he could do as he wanted. He may not have said it completely like that, but I can read between the lines I’m not an idiot.
“Earth to Rachel,” Milley snaps, bringing me out of my thoughts and back to now.
“Yeah, Milley, I have to do this. Not just for myself but Luca and Corinne. I don’t want Luca to grow up being like Lucien or for Corinne to be treated as a whore,” I say.
“Okay, but why couldn’t you just get your cousin to help?” she asks, all the while navigating her car on the highway heading for the interstate.
“I can’t ask them to do anything of the sort. The club doesn’t need my drama added to their own,” I mutter. I may not know what that said drama is, but I do have eyes and have seen some of the members walking around filled with tension. You could see it in the way they walk as well as the air surrounding them.
“You know I love you, Ray Ray, but this is suicidal what you're doing. I mean seriously, are you really going to just up and walk into the lion’s den expecting to kill the father of your children.” Milley says sarcastically.
“I don’t intend to just up and walk into that nasty clubhouse. I’m going to have him come to the house,” I state my intentions.
“And what happens when he brings someone with him like Torben or Raynor. You think you can outsmart not only the VP of Lucifer's Heretics but also the Prez and Sergeant at Arms? I don’t think so,” she mutters.
“Don’t worry Milley. I’ve got this I promise you. Just do me a favor tomorrow head back to Stonewall Mills and start over there. Greensville has been painful enough for the both of us. You need to escape this place,” I murmured. Milley isn’t one to talk about her past but from what she’s told me it’s not good and it doesn’t help she’s connected to Torben. How? I don’t even know. All I know is he’s Lucien’s uncle and a complete and utter prick.
“I’m not leaving without you, but we’ll talk more when we get to my place,” Milley states, ending the conversation to which I’m grateful for.
Leaning my head back against the headrest, I close my eyes. I allow myself to think about the last few years of my life. The images flash through my mind as if I were having an out-of-body experience, seeing the naïve girl I used to be.
Walking into the clubhouse, I didn’t know what to think. My friends from the softball team immediately ditch me as they find some biker to latch onto. I don’t know whose club I’m in, but I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to be here. Not with who my cousin and uncle are. I might not be associated with the club, no thanks to my mom, but my uncle and cousin adore me.
“You look lost, darlin’. Anything I can do for you?” I whip around to face the man attached to the voice, and I swear my jaw about drops to the floor.
Holy shit! I don’t think I’ve ever seen another man as gorgeous as this man in front of me.
Well, besides Stoney, but he’s just a schoolgirl’s crush. Stoney will never see me as a woman. This man in front of me, though, is another story. The way he scans my body, I feel my face heat with embarrassment when he stops on my boobs.
“I’m taking by the silence you are lost and need assistance.” The man chuckles as he steps closer to me. “Name’s Lucien. How about you let me buy you a drink?”
“Umm . . . I guess I can have a drink. My friends kinda ditched me after we got here,” I say nervously as I lift my hand up to swipe a stray hair out of my face, only it didn’t stay.
Lucien lifts a hand up and does the same thing but leaves his hand there, palming my cheek. “What’s your name, babe?” he asks quietly. I can’t help but become ensnared by his beautiful eyes.
“Rachel,” I whisper as I lick my lips.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you. How about that drink?” he suggests.
“I’m not twenty-one,” I say stupidly.