And I lost him.
Rebel
I was in no mood to stop and wait around, my fingers were itching to get closer to her, but the truth of the matter was we had no idea where he would take her. The clubhouse was gone and he hadn’t gone near any of the property the Sons owned.
He had to have a secret place that he was going to, that wasn’t under his name. The sly fucker.
My heart hadn’t stopped pounding in my chest the entire time I was riding here. Even when the assholes made me stop for a break so I didn’t pass the fuck out. As Viper had said,What good would you be if you fell off your bike and died?
Fucker was right and I hated it. I hated that I couldn’t be at full capacity for her now. I hated that I had no choice but to wait for news.
Wolf pulled into the parking lot where we were parked, away from the lights so cameras couldn’t pick us up. Our cuts tucked away in our saddle bags so we didn’t arouse suspicion.
He strode over to us like a man on a mission, his face pulled taut, different to how I usually see him. He had no news, I could see it on his face before he confirmed it.
“He’s a ghost,” he said. “I’ve checked every contact I know. No one has heard from him. In a way, it’s good, he’s not trying to gather support for anything, but the bad news is we can’t trace him. He’s eluded every CCTV camera we can find and he’s not visited any properties associated with the Destructive Sons.”
I couldn’t just give the fuck up. This was my Darby, for fuck’s sake. If he disappeared, there would be a reason. She’s his captive now and I knew the bastard was just as bad as his father, no matter what Darby thought about him, he was a fuckhead. If heso much as tries to hurt my girl, I’ll put him six feet under while he was still breathing.
“I do know some disturbing things I’ve heard through the grapevine, though,” Wolf said, running his hand over his closely shaved head. “Alasdair had been working with Onyx, and he owed them a pretty big debt.”
I already knew what that meant. My gut seized and I sat down on my bike, my rage blinding me. He sold his goddamn daughter for power. I shouldn’t have been surprised and yet, I still couldn’t believe it.
“Call Percy,” Viper told Wolf. “Make sure he’s aware of it.”
“I already have. The transaction didn’t go through him,” Wolf said. “I know someone close to Onyx who can confirm it. But if I’m correct, it’s not going to be easy to get her back. Be ready for sneaky ops.”
“You good?” Fury asked me.
“No, I’m fucking not. I’m sick of this shit, Fury. I’m sick of women being treated this way. Darby is his own goddamn daughter and he fucking sold her.Sold herlike she’s livestock. Even if we do by some miracle get her back, she’ll never be safe.”
“Then you leave with her,” Fury said. “You take her and flee Ireland, go somewhere no one expects, get a new identity, live your life with her.”
I’d never considered not being a Ghost Rebel before. This was my family, my life, the guys who saved me from a life on the streets.
I couldn’t turn my back on them.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Fury said with a sigh. “You need to ask yourself…is she worth it? Given the look in your eye, and the way you raced from the hospital here, I’m going on a ledge to say she is. So do what you have to in order to keep her safe. We all would for our women without a shadow of a doubt. The club will fucking understand it. We’d all die for our women.”
“When she finds out who my father is, she’s going to run for the hills…fuck…maybe she should.”
“You aren’t him, Kendrick,” Fury said, angrily. I’d heard the same speech for years, but when he used my name, I knew he was pissed off. “You are Kendrick fucking Quinn, not Thomas. Stop telling yourself that you need to repent forhisfucking sins. Every time something good happens to you, this is what you do. You force it away from you so you can live in misery. I can guaran-fucking-tee that she wouldn’t care. Look what her own father is doing to her, even in death, she’s not safe. With you, someone who just rode through a storm while recovering from a concussion he sustained while protecting her, I know you’d ride right through the gates of Hell tosave her. Somewhere in her brain, she knows that too and she’s holding onto that.”
“Look at you, being a dad all of a year and giving me a lecture,” I smirked at him.
He slapped me on the back. “Yeah, I’ve got dad logic now so you fucking listen up, ya hear?”
I nodded and he walked back over to Viper and Wolf, leaving me to think about a life with her. With my princess.
It sounded real fucking nice if I was being honest to myself. Real fucking nice.
“You have to trust me, Rebel,” Wolf said, his eyes on me, not a skerrick of a smile. This wasn’t the Wolf I was used to seeing. This was serious Wolf and what he was asking me was a lot to take on. Savage had trusted him when it came to Shona, and I knew I had to as well, but this was my Darby…I couldn’t just sit back and wait. I needed her back, in my arms, and away from everything.
“You want me to do nothing?” I repeated, trying to understand how he thinks this was something I was capable of. “Just leave her there?”
“I know it’s hard to comprehend but I still have some pull in Europe. I am working on a trade with the person who holds the contract for her, for something they want. I can’t go into detail, and truthfully it’s not important, but I can get her back to you. You just need to trust in me.”
I wanted to say no, to tell him to go fuck himself, but something about the way he was urging me told me that I could. He’d never let us down before and he had gone against his own vows to protect Viking when he’d needed it when he’d gotten into shit with the Outlaws.
