Satan walks away. I watch my friend, and President, walk away from me. His words aren’t anything I haven’t been saying to myself over the last few weeks. Even before Hollie found out what I was doing and called me on my shit. This run is coming at the perfect time. I can use the time away to think about what I want and how I’m going to make it happen if being with Hollie is what I truly want.
“When we headin’ out?” Torch asks, sitting with me.
“About eleven. I don’t want to be out too early. We’ve got a few hours’ ride before we get to the meet. Then a few hours back. Pyro will have shit to me in a little bit and if I need to adjust the time, we will,” I answer.
“Sounds good.”
“I’m gonna get some rest. You and the rest of the guys should too,” I say, standing up and tossing my beer bottle in the closest garbage can.
NeNe watches me leave the room. She’s been my go-to girl lately. Tonight is not a night I’ll be fucking her. Or anyone else. I catch the glare she tosses my way and respond in kind. This bitch ain’t nothing but a hole. I don’t have to fuck her if I don’t want to and I’ve never made it out to be anything more than a release for me. The last few times I was with her, I called out Hollie’s name and not hers. NeNe better watch her fucking step if she thinks I’m going to play her game.
We’ve been on the road for a few hours when I signal to pull over. I feel like we have someone following us even though there’s more than one car and us on the road tonight. It’s a gut feeling I have and I’ve learned over the years to trust my gut no matter what.
Everyone pulls up to the pumps as if we need to get gas. One car follows us in and parks by the building. No one gets out. I motion my head to Torch and Gunner and they take off. Torch goes in the small store to get us something to drink while Gunner goes in the bathroom. Still, no one gets out of the car.
The car is a blacked-out sedan. It’s black and there’s not a single distinguishing detail about it. There’s no way we can see in the windows because they’re heavily tinted. I’m assuming it’s at least one or two males in the car, but who the hell knows at this point. We’ll find out soon though.
As soon as we finish filling up our bikes, we pull off to the side. Axel brings Torch’s bike over while Rock walks Gunner’s over. We all stand around and look casual while we wait for our brothers to make their way back toward us. I sit down on the bench of a picnic table while the guys surround me. No one can see me now.
Pulling out my phone, I call Satan and let him know about the car. He tells me to deal with it any way I see fit and we’ll have church when we get back. We’ve known there’s obviously a mole in the club, but this is the first time we’ve had someone follow us like this on a run.
“Here’s the plan. We’re gonna head back out on the road. A few miles down, there’s a pull-off. We’ll head in there and act as if that’s where the drop is. This asshat doesn’t know where we’re goin’, so he should follow us in. When he does, we’ll surround the car and find out who it is. Torch and Gunner, I want you on the sides. Venom and Drago, you got back. Axel, stay in the truck. Rock, you’re with me in the front,” I say. “Let’s ride.”
We all climb back on our bikes while Axel gets in the truck. He’ll switch it out with what we’re picking up. It’s what we normally do on our ‘easy’ pickups. Next time, we’ll switch the trucks back out. As we head out, I watch as the car backs out of its spot and pulls onto the road with us.
They hang back a bit and when we start hitting traffic again, the driver lets several cars get in between us on the highway. When we get close to the pull-off, we get in the right lane and I motion the guys to slow down a little bit. They follow my direction and I use my mirror to watch the car switch lanes with us. Yeah, this motherfucker is about to get found out.
After motioning for the guys to make our turn, we pull into the turn-off and head down an old path. It’s barely able to accommodate our bikes as no one comes here anymore. Yeah, we’ve made this run before, it’s just been a while. We ride down about a half mile and pull over. Axel stays behind the bikes with the truck as we all climb off and use the truck for cover.
Sure enough, the car is following us and he’s not stopping far away this time. It’s coming right to us and doesn’t stop until it’s almost up to the bikes. All the guys move into position. I’m standing in front of the car, waiting to see what it’s going to do, ready to push Rock out of the way if the driver decides to try to run us over.
“Get the fuck out or we’ll help you get out,” I yell.
The engine shuts off and it doesn’t take long for the driver to exit the car. It’s a man in his early forties. He’s wearing jeans and a ripped shirt. The skin I can see is covered in bruises. I’m not sure what the hell is going on, but the entire situation isn’t right.
“Why are you followin’ us?” I ask as Torch holds the man.
“I was made to. There’s GPS in the car to track where I go when I follow you,” he says.
“By who?” I ask again.
“I don’t know his name. All I know is I got a call on a burner phone I was sent. Got the day and time you were heading out and I was told to follow you and bring back information on the location,” he answers, looking me right in the eyes.
This man isn’t lying. I feel it in my gut, he’s telling us the truth.
“Male or female called you? And what do they have on you?” I ask.
“It was a woman. She tried to make her voice deeper, but I could tell. Whoever it is has my baby sister and cousin. They’ve been missing for almost three weeks now. I’m not sure where they are or who has them. I wouldn’t have followed you if it weren’t for them,” he says.
“What’s your name?” Torch asks.
“Trent Moore,” he replies.
“We’re gonna help you out. But you gotta help us out too. Can you do that?” I ask him.
“I’ll do anything to get them back,” he says.
“Okay. We’re gonna go to the location so you can get your data. You have to call in when you’re done?” I ask, waiting for his nod. “Okay. You’ll be with us. Not all of us, but Torch and Gunner. That way nothin’ will look off if you’re bein’ watched. I want you to go to the diner and sit at a table alone. Torch and Gunner will be at the table right next to you. Let them get there first.”
“I can do that. I’ll just keep following them and go inside after them. I’ll place the call and see what they say. I won’t say anything, I swear,” Trent says.
“Make sure you don’t. Remember, they’ll be there. Alright, do what you were doin’ and we’ll be at the location in about an hour or so. Stay back so our brothers don’t get sight of you. It won’t be pretty if they do,” I tell him.
Trent gets back in the car while the rest of us get on our bikes. We make the trip to the location and I rest a little easier as we ride. I’m not worried about someone trying to take us out this time. If Trent were going to, we just gave him ample opportunity. No one’s with him and wanting your family back will always make a person do dumb shit. Just look at Raine when she was trying to get Hollie back.