Dutch walked toward the large guy.He wasn’t as large as Dutch, but he could definitely do some damage.
“Hey.”
The guy turned and looked him up and down before answering.“Yeah?”
“I’m looking for Naya,” Dutch said.
The guy scowled.“For what?”
Dutch tensed.“Look, she’s a friend.”
The guy didn’t believe him.
“She works at Landry’s Garage.I do a lot of business with him.I watch out for her.”
The bouncer relaxed.“I get that.The girl needs a keeper.”He looked around the room.
Dutch saw tension darken the man’s eyes.
“Fuck.”The guy started moving around the room.
“Hey, what the fuck?”Dutch said as he followed him.
“I’m going to check the bathroom.If she’s not there...”
“Tell me what the fuck is going on?”Dutch growled.
“There has been a guy in here hassling her.She keeps telling the prick no, but he won’t leave her alone.I told him I’d throw his ass out and ban him from the bar if he didn’t fuck off.”
The guy threw the women’s bathroom door open.“Naya?”
No answer.The man looked as though he was on the verge of losing it.
Dutch caught his men’s eyes and tipped his head.All three came over.
“What’s up?”Sarge, his vice prez, asked.
“We need to look for Naya.The bouncer can’t find her.”
“You got it.”The men parted and spread out.Dutch turned to see the bouncer talking to another waitress before coming back.
“Pam said she started acting funny.As if she was drunk, a guy was helping her.She said they went down the hallway, but the only things that way are the bathrooms, a locked office, and the back door.”
Dutch whistled for his men and started down the hallway and out the back door.The sight made him want to howl.That bastard from the garage was trying to half-drag and half-carry Naya toward a waiting car.
Dutch sprinted his way.He grabbed onto the guy’s shoulder and jerked him around.
Wyatt was surprised, and then fear darkened his face.
Dutch grabbed onto Naya as she was falling, lifted her over his shoulder, and punched the guy, dropping him to the ground.Wyatt groaned and rubbed his chin.
“What the fuck did you give her?”Dutch growled.
Wyatt tried to scramble to his feet, but two of Dutch’s guys grabbed his arms.“Hey, man, it’s nothing.”
Dutch punched him in the stomach hard enough to make him double over and wheeze.“Tell me now, you little fucker, or I’ll make you feel pain unlike you’ve ever felt.”
Wyatt tried to fight to get away, but his men held him firmly by the arms.When the fucker knew he was stuck, he faced Dutch.
