Chapter Two
Bruno
“King, we’ve got a problem.” I look down at the ‘gift’ left at my front door and frown at the message I’ve been left.
I grab the blanket off the back of my couch and quickly wrap the naked woman in the old patchwork I got at the secondhand store and kick the door closed.
I arm the alarm and activate ARIA for the first time since I’ve been hiding up here in this old cabin. My godson’s voice is gravelly from sleep, and I groan when I realize the time.
“Uncle Bruno?” I sigh as I pull the gag off the woman.
Bad enough she’s going to wake up in a strange place with a stranger, I don’t need her panicking more than necessary.
“They found me,” I say as I work the knot of the ropes holding her bound.
“What the fuck? How?” I shrug as I drop the gag and ropes to the floor, then wonder if I should try to clean off the blood on her torso.
But that just brings my eyes back to her pert, hard nipples, and I curse at the way my dick flexes.
“I don’t know, but the message is fairly clear. Our plan must not have been enough for them.” By them, I mean the Italian Mafia, which I walked away from over a year ago.
I thought I was out for good.
Guess we didn’t cover my tracks as well as we thought. I run my hand through my hair and pace. I’m not sure if she’s been drugged or knocked out, but I can’t see bruises, so I’m leaning towards drugged. Not knowing where they came from leaves me guessing how long I have before she wakes up.
“Bruno, this doesn’t make any sense.” A small, crazed laugh escapes my lips.
“Yeah, and the way they dumped her on my porch naked in the snow doesn’t either.” My voice grows louder as I realize how stupid I was to slack off.
“Alright, calm down. Let me make some calls.” I shake my head.
“Nah, you’ve done enough. I’m going to take care of this once and for all.” King curses but doesn’t argue.
“You sure? I know the thought of complying with them is worse than a death sentence for you.” If he only knew.
“Lucas, it’s not just me now. If I don’t do this, if I don’t submit, they’ll kill her too. God, she barely looks legal.” The line goes quiet, and then he sighs.
“Any idea who she is?” Fuck if I know, but I need to move her and stop this bleeding.
“None but we need to go. We aren’t safe here.” I tuck the blanket around her so she doesn’t get cold and walk into my bedroom.
I reach under the bed and grab my go bag. Next, I go to the safe in the closet and punch in the code. I retrieved the bag of cash, guns, ammo, and essential paperwork.
“Where?” I stop for one second, knowing I really only have one place to turn.
If they could find me here, then the MorningStar MC is compromised.
“I’ll be dark until it’s over. I’m calling in a favor.” He groans but says goodbye before I hang up and power down the phone.
I’ll need to grab a burner on my way to the airfield.
The storm rolling in is going to make this escape tricky, but it might work for us in the long run. Not a lot of pilots are comfortable taking off in blizzard-like conditions, which will at least give us a head start.
I snag a portable bug scanner and return to the living room, where my guest is starting to wake up. I gotta move fast. I scan her body, and the fucking thing beeps around her upper arm.
“What?” She says groggily.
“My name is Bruno Romano. Do you know who I am?” She rubs her temples and can barely open her eyes.
