Patriot (Savaged Souls MC #4) - K.J. Dahlen Page 0,21

ever asked him to do over the last fifteen or twenty years. He’d gotten his hands dirty and bloody when the occasion needed it. He’d taken business meetings and late night rendezvous with business men that didn’t want to be seen in his company.

He got pissed off and grabbed his phone to text Levi. The message was short and not so sweet. After he pressed send, Damen shut off his phone. He didn’t want to get either a phone call or a text. Then he stood up and reached for the weapon at his side.

He put the gun on semi auto and sprayed the building with a spray of gunfire, not meant to hit anyone but to warn them and put the MC on notice that they were being watched.

Then Damen turned and walked away. He might find it near impossible to get close enough to the clubhouse to grab the girl now, but so would Jase. Fuck him. He had to grin as he walked through the woods.

Levi Silvers was still in his office when Damen’s text came through. His chuckle slowly died when he read it, the frown deepened as the words hit him in the gut like a fist to his stomach.

At first, he couldn’t believe the words his man had written, then he growled as the words finally got through to his brain. He hit the number to dial and when it went to voicemail, Levi snapped, shouting out on his text to speech to an empty phone, “You little bastard, how dare you speak to me like that? Yes, I sent Jase to follow you. I expected you to find my daughter and bring her home to me weeks ago and yet, you didn’t. You told me you found her that you actually found the baby Randy Sheen took from me. I couldn’t wait for you to get the lead out of your ass and bring her back to me. Jase assured me he could get the job done and faster than you could. So yeah, I sent him after you and he assured me my daughter would be back here in a couple of days. So one way or the other, I would have her back with me.”

He waited for a reply but none came back. Levi grew more upset with Damen than ever before. At midnight, he called Jase instead. When Jase answered the phone he growled, “Have you made contact with Damen Cole by chance?”

“No I haven’t seen him yet, why?”

“Because he knows you’re there. He left a message on my phone and he’s not happy with the fact I didn’t wait to send you in,” Levi grumbled.

Jase’s lips tightened at his response to this news from his boss. He figured Damen had seen him today outside the MC clubhouse. That wasn’t supposed to happen. “I found where she’s being held. He must have been watching the place as well.”

“Find her and get her out of there,” Levi demanded angrily. “Bring her home to me and she better be alive when you do or don’t even think about returning here,” Levi warned him as he hung up the call.

Jase felt the rage building inside him threaten to boil over. Jase was the one sent out when they wanted no survivors, no witnesses and he was very good at his job. Levi had assured him he could dispatch as many of the group holding his daughter as he wanted and Jase had plans already for his daughter to get caught in the crossfire. He didn’t really care that Levi had waited twenty some odd years to find her, he was going to be paid either way but now, he had to make sure she was alive until he got her home.

Now, Jase smiled but no mirth could be found in his eyes. Well, he could always blame a dead man, a dead man named Damen.

Today had been a fact finding mission for Jase. He had to recon the area he would need to infiltrate to find the girl and he had. He hadn’t gotten inside the clubhouse but he’d gotten as close as he could.

These men were lax in their security and while the front gates were locked, he had found another way inside. He was going back after dark. He would gain access to the clubhouse and just waste whoever he met. He felt so confident in his finely honed skills, he didn’t even worry that he might not make it out