“About fuckin’ time, you dipshit,” a gruff voice said from the left side of the parking lot.
“Ghost, I told you she wouldn’t leave until after two,” Prime said.
The man Prime called ‘Ghost’ came closer. He smelled like tobacco and cheap cologne. He moved in front of Prime. “Whatever. Time to take your licks.”
“I don’t need to take any licks, Ghost,” Prime said.
“The Devil Lancer MC is always thorough when the fucking Riot MC is involved. This shit has to be believable,” Ghost said in a firm tone.
“What’s going on?” I asked, looking up at Prime.
He never answered.
Ghost clocked him in the head, knocking him to the ground.
I screamed, but Ghost cut it short by clamping his hand around my neck and squeezing.Hard.
“You’re a hot piece of ass. Sucks I have to kill you, but that’s what happens when you get caught in the middle of an MC feud. Best part is that blond asshole cares so much about you, it’ll be even better when we frame him for your murder.”
He was crushing my throat, and I could only gargle in response. The moment he let go, he hit me in the face. I’d never been hit like that. The pain was multifaceted - stinging and hot. The heavy rings he wore made it a hundred times worse.
I reached for his arm to stop any more blows.
He shoved me viciously.
I lost my footing and fell on my ass with a sharp yell. My yell wasn’t very loud so soon after his choke hold. He dropped to his knees and a fresh, new fear flooded my brain.
Was he going to rape me too?
I scuttled back, scraping my palms on the asphalt. He cocked his right arm back and punched me again. Then his left fist flew toward my temple, and I blacked out.
Unfortunately, I came to for a brief moment. White hot pain radiated from my side, and it hurt to breathe. My vision was blurry, but I heard Prime groaning.
“Jesus, Ghost, I can’t get up. Iggy wouldn’t have hit me that fuckin’ hard, asshole.”
“Iggy’s dead because of the Riot MC, so I don’t fuckin’ care what he would’ve done,” Ghost said.
Fool that I was, I squirmed beneath Ghost. My vision hadn’t fully cleared, but I saw his head swing my way and he hit me in the eye.
Then I saw stars, before everything went dark.
Punc
The sound of the office door slamming followed by the back door banging open put Punc on alert.
He rushed to the back and collided with Beast. “What the fuck is going on?”
“Somebody fucked with the security monitors. Prime’s on the ground in the lot and some asshole’s beaten Ava.”
Anger filled him at the idea that someone would beat a woman. This anger felt different though - an all-consuming rage he’d never felt before. He knew Savannah… no, Ava. Who the hell would beat a woman as sweet as her?
He moved forward and Beast stopped him with a hand on Punc’s shoulder. “You stay here. Cops are on the way.”
“Cops? We need to take care of this motherfucker ourselves.”
Beast shook his head. “We can’t, Punc. She’s got to be rushed to the hospital, and we don’t know who the hell’s fucked with the monitors. That’s an inside job.”
The way Beast stared at Punc sent a chill down his spine. “Are you accusing me? I’ve been on the fucking floor all goddamned night!”
