OWNED & UNTAMED (Back Down Devil MC #11) - London Casey Page 0,82
the verge of losing everything.
Then again, I was on the verge of losing everything.
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We stopped a little bit away from the small building. It was a shipping office that had seen much better days. It used to be a used car lot but after changing its name five times to five different foreign families, it was shut down for good. A local shipping company ate it up on the cheap and made it a small office since it was close enough to a northern port. That shipping company took a turn for the worse after not working closely with the Irish O’Nuall family so they were all but shut down, leaving the building barely used.
My first thought was that the O’Nuall family was somehow tied to this. That was scary to imagine. But first things first - save Belle and Jim.
I was walking the second my feet hit the ground. Trev darted in front of me and grabbed a handful of my shirt.
“Hey,” he growled. “We go in there like assholes and we’re going to lose it all.”
“She’s in there. What would you do if it was Eden?”
“The same thing you are,” Trev said. “But I’m here to tell you to calm the fuck down. Take it slow. Understand what we’re up against.”
“Do you have the money?” Jasper asked.
I nodded. “We’re solid. Are we just giving it up?”
“If that’s what we have to do to get your girl back,” Jasper said.
Damn, talk about hitting me in the heart. My brothers, club, my Prez even, all standing up for me and Belle. We were going to be in a big hole without that money for the Russians, but if I had Belle, I could survive anything.
“So what’s the plan?” I asked.
“What do you want to do?” Trev asked.
“I want to kick in the fucking door,” I said. “And do whatever I need to do to make sure Belle and Jim survive.”
“Then let’s do it,” Jasper said. “Keep our heads on straight. If they strip us of weapons, listen. Just approach with caution and do whatever they say.”
“That’s who you talked to?” I asked.
“I spoke with Carlo,” Trev said. “It’s pretty clear to them that we set up their land deal to fail. He’s pissed. We knew it was coming. Just not like this.”
“I’ll lead,” I said. “If they want to kill someone, they can kill me.”
I started to walk forward and Trev called for me.
Not this time, Prez.
I couldn’t just stand there and let it all happen feet away. Inside that office was Belle. Jim. My girl. My best friend. My life. Everything I had known when I was growing up. They were my first family, the MC my second family.
I walked to the chain linked fence and eyed the place. The front door opened and one of the Hell Five came out. It was Leto. He was holding a handgun in his hand. He looked around. I dropped a little to hide, good enough that he didn’t see me. Checking his watch, he turned and walked back in.
So I had an entrance. I could just rip that door open and go right inside.
I slowly rose back to my feet and reached back for my gun.
That’s when I heard the click of a gun getting ready.
“Turn around,” a voice said, eerily familiar.
I looked over my shoulder.
“Don’t touch your gun.”
I showed my hands.
I felt a rage build up inside me.
I was fucking dead. Belle was fucking dead.
I gritted my teeth and asked, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
thirty-two.
(belle)
When I came to I was sitting in a chair at a table. I was in some kind of office. Jim had his hands tied behind his back, being held against a wall by some guy with a gun. The two men were the ones that attacked at the fight.
“It’s okay, Belle,” Jim said. “Duke is coming.”
“Fuck off, asshole,” the man said and slammed his gun into Jim’s face.
Jim tried to fall but the guy wouldn’t let him.
I screamed and felt a hand touch my neck. The hand came around and I was forced to look up at an ugly guy. He had tattoos all over his neck and when he smiled, I saw flashes of silver and gold.
“Aw, what’s wrong, fine pussy?” he asked. “Don’t be afraid. Your brother is right. Duke is coming to save the day.”
Both men laughed.
“Why is that funny?” I asked.
“Go ahead, Carlo, tell her,” the man said, holding Jim up.