after shit went down with Rachel. They’d been working upstairs for a while but had come to Victoria about dancing. She’d agreed long as they agreed to her rules.
“What the fuck do you mean they were pushed to sell themselves?” Whip demanded.
“This is what they claimed. I had Nerd look into their claims. It’s bullshit about them being pushed but they are selling their bodies, working for a man named Chigger,” Tracker goes on to tell us more about this man and his operation. It seemed he was working his way to try and take over our territory. We may allow weed into our club because who doesn’t like to wind down every once in a while. I know it fuckin’ helps me, though I don’t do it very often. What we don’t put up with is the harder shit. We try to keep that shit out of our area.
“Why did Victoria fire them rather than offer them help?” Venom asks.
“Oh, she did. Only Cherry, Peaches, and the new bitch are hooked. They don’t want their easy supply to go away. Supposedly this Chigger guy is generous when it comes to supplying the women who are working for him. More or less he’s keeping them doped up to keep them compliant to fuckin’ his clients and bring in money.” Oh, shit that’s some fucked up shit.
“What kind of name is Chigger?” Coyote scoffs.
“Don’t know and don’t give a shit. What I do care about is we find this fucker and put a stop to his shit. Not only has this shithead brought this shit to our front door, he’s got it circling around my ol’ lady,” Tracker sneers.
“Agreed,” Stoney nods. “Nerd, I want you to find me everything you can find on this douche. I want to know every detail about his fuckin’ life.”
“You got it, Prez,” Nerd mutters, giving a jerk of his chin.
“We find anything yet on Ezra and his sister yet?” I ask.
“Actually, got a ping on Lavina while you were gone,” Nerd says.
“Where is the fuckin’ bitch?” I demand, balling my fist.
“She’s come back to Virginia to handle some business.” My vision blurs at the knowledge one of those pieces of shit would come near this state. “Also found out what her business is here.”
“What?” Shadow snaps.
“They want Harlow.”
“Easy, brother,” Blaze says from next to me, clamping a hand down on my shoulder. “She’s safe here. Don’t let it out yet. Need you to keep your head on straight.”
“I’m good, but they come near Harlow, I’m taking them out, painfully. I want both Ezra and Lavina to feel what Harlow felt. I want them to suffer the same way she did,” I snarl.
“And they will, brother. We’ll get them. Shadow, you and Whip take Fist and Cyprus with you and snag Lavina up,” Stoney demands.
“Victoria will want to assist with this bitch,” Tracker speaks up.
“No,” I mutter, shaking my head. “It’s time we take control and stop allowing the women to be a part of these things. Harlow’s been through enough and it’s time she keeps her hands clean, same with Raven and Victoria.”
“I have to agree with Ranger there,” Stoney announces. “It’s time this club gets back to leaving the ol’ ladies out of club business.”
“Same here,” Blaze mutters. “However, gotta say, when it comes to Raven, she’ll never truly be out of it.” All of us nod knowing he’s talking about Raven’s gift.
“Any objections?” Stoney asks, getting ‘No’ and ‘Nope’ from around the table. “Good then it’s settled. We handle this shit without them from now on. Now let’s get out of here for the time being. I need to check on a few things then I’m gonna grab my ol’ lady and take her to my room for the rest of the night. Kids are with Horse for the week since his kids wanted them over.”
Happy for my Prez, I grin, stand, and head for Harlow. Stoney’s got a good plan in spending the night with his ol’ lady. I’m gonna do the same with mine, making her scream my name all fuckin’ night long.
Chapter Sixteen
Harlow
It’s been a week since we got back from the beach. During this time, I spent it mainly around the clubhouse, not wanting to leave. Since the rescue, I haven’t had any desire to go anywhere let alone be away from Ranger.
After the incident in them where I broke down and let it all out, I would have thought myself weak in everyone’s eyes for allowing myself cry