Zerox gives a tight nod.
Deeds rises to his feet and glances at us. “Slowly walk back and don’t glance his way, once we’re on our bikes...full fucking throttle. We’re ending this shit today.”
I turn to follow Shaw but he growls over his shoulder, “Stay here.”
He straddles the bike, giving me a deadly “I’m fucking serious” glare, but I couldn’t care less.
I climb on behind him and hold tight as I tell him, “Deeds said we were ending it today, now let’s finish together what pulled us down the rabbit hole many years ago.”
Shaw’s hand touches my thigh and gives a squeeze before his touch is gone and the bike roars to life underneath us.
Chapter Eleven
Beecher
The car with Pierre inside speeds around the corner and disappears out of sight. The guy isn’t stupid, he can obviously see the nine bikes heading his way. I would have rather had Val stay with my president, but she didn’t even want to stay at the club at the first place when we went in search for Maci.
I understand her train of thought, don’t get me wrong, but the turn of events of the last few days has put every single one of us on edge. My brothers have been keeping me up to date, and Broken Deeds MC has been working non-stop to get to the bottom of this chain of snuff film assholes.
We’re so close. So damn close that I can see the taillights of Pierre’s car getting within reach. Pierre yanks the wheel and I have to act quickly to avoid a collision. Dammit, this is why I wanted Val to stay behind. And at the same time, I could shoot myself in the head for being in the front of this chase; putting her in the middle of this high-speed manhunt.
Deeds is right next to me and shouts over the roaring of the bikes, “Fall back!”
Fall back my fucking ass. We’re this close right now, if we fall back, we’ll lose him. I’m not going to let the fucker slip through my fingers again. He was the one leaving the property when they held Morgan captive. He’s been the one involved all along while working close with Val. Taunting. A damn mindfuck to play with her in plain sight.
No.
This ends today.
“My brothers have him surrounded, he won’t get away, but we need to stay alive ourselves,” Deeds bellows beside me.
Fuck.
Reluctantly I somewhat fall back and Pierre takes the opportunity to hit the gas and swerves to the right to take an exit. My nerves spike but when I take a glance at Deeds, I can clearly see the fucker grinning like an idiot as if he was expecting this move from Pierre.
For me and Val it’s all about revenge. For these brothers it isn’t personal and yet they have a drive to finish what they started. They have a different motivation and yet there’s a same goal and preferred outcome; end it, one way or the other.
In this moment I’m handing over...no. I’m not handing over shit; I’m putting revenge on hold long enough to let other brothers take over and accept help. This time it’s not solely Val and I counting on each other, we have more than one MC at our backs.
Right when I’m wondering where the hell Pierre thinks he’s going, a white SUV comes out of nowhere and collides with Pierre’s car from the right, causing it to spin before it flips over. Another white SUV drives up from behind us and comes to a stop right next to Pierre’s car. Two guys jump out, guns drawn, as they swing the car door open and drag Pierre out.
I hit the brakes and am about to jump off but the two guys are already throwing Pierre in the back of the SUV as they jump in too and drive off right after. I’m about to lose my shit but Wyatt rides up next to me and smacks my arm.
“Keep up, we’re taking him to a special place since we figured you want some time with him.” He doesn’t say anything else but speeds away after the SUV.
I hit the throttle and follow behind them as do all the others behind us. The ride eats away a chunk of time but we ultimately arrive on an abandoned road, overgrown and it flows into a gravel driveway leading to a large barn.
I bring the bike to a stop and Val immediately jumps off. She’s right behind me when I approach the SUV. The two Broken Deeds MC guys are standing in front of it and are glancing over my shoulder.
“This is their show, guys,” Deeds says from behind me, addressing his brothers. He steps in between to fully face me. “I just said it’s your show but I would like my brothers to drag this fucker inside and restrain him so I can explain a few things to you guys first. We have managed to map out the crucial details and even if a few guys are still on the loose, we don’t need this fucker anymore. But I also think it’s important to give you two the bigger picture in all of this.”
“Lead the way,” Val states from beside me, taking my hand in hers.
It’s slightly shaking and I have to glance at her face to know if it’s from fear or anger. But it’s neither. There’s only a blank canvas and it scares the shit out of me. I’ve seen this look on her. It’s the same one she had when we barely managed to survive the last time. The same damn look she had when they brought us to the hospital and the same damn look when she walked out of my life.
But in this moment, there’s one huge fucking difference. She’s holding my hand. Warm. Connected. She might seem withdrawn and locked behind a huge invisible wall, but she’s pulled me in behind it along with her instead of shutting me out too.
I squeeze our joined hands in return and follow Deeds into the barn while two of his brothers take Pierre out of the SUV. To my surprise it’s not some deserted barn filled with debris or old cars or whatever dirty shit hidden within. Instead the moment we step inside it reveals a well setup office with clinical rooms.
The two men come up from behind us and drag Pierre into one of the rooms. Deeds guides us into a room right next to it. Wyatt steps in behind us and waits for Archer to step inside before he closes the door. Archer is holding a thick file he passes to Deeds, who in return places it on the metal table in front of him.
“I can give you a full rundown, but I need to give you a few essential details first to understand why we all had a hard time in tracking down who was connected.”
Val and I both nod at his words.
Deeds opens the file and places two pictures in front of us, one of Donald and one of Pierre. “The documents and intel indicated Donald was Logan’s brother. But as it turns out, it’s not Donald, but Pierre. He’s the real computer nerd. And without anyone knowing he managed to switch their identities when they were given new ones by the government.”
There’s a tremor flowing through Val’s body, but I would have missed it if I wasn’t standing close beside her and holding her hand in mine. Through a little squeeze of hands, we balance our strength and listen to the other information as Deeds proceeds to explain.
From what he’s saying it’s clear they have managed to expose the network they have been building for years and revealed a list of names along with emails and personal information of those who have shown interest and support. Some even played a part in the actual snuff films instead of the production or distribution.
“You did it,” Val croaks. “You exposed all of them.”
“We’re ripping ’em out straight by the root as we speak, ma’am.” Deeds nods.