“Leave her the fuck alone! Sell me!” He roars.
“Oh, we did. And you’ll be going to your new home soon, too.”
“You’re dead. Every fuckin’ one of you are dead,” he growls as he looks between the men. One moves in behind him, kicking him in the back until Tide screams in pain. I sob as I’m dragged toward the door, kicking and screaming myself. I don’t know what to do.
I’m taken out of the warehouse as I scream for Tide.
“Tide!”
“I’m gonna find you!” He yells back over and over until I can’t hear him anymore. I’m tossed into the back of the van once more, and I close my eyes as the door slams shut.
Chapter 13
Tide
The ride was long, which means I’m further away from home, from the guys, from her. I can’t stop thinking about her. I know we can find out who bought her. I know Mystic can work his magic when I can get a hold of him. But right now? I need to figure out a way out of this mess. This is bullshit. I have no idea who the fuck bought me, and that’s scary. I could be going to a rival MC. That’s my biggest worry. I don’t know how I’ll fight my way out of that. I’ll be outnumbered.
The van has been stopped for a long time now, but no one has made a move to open the doors. The waiting is the hardest. Not knowing what’s out there. Not knowing what I’m up against. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for whatever is about to come.
Then it happens. The back door opens, and I’m shocked to see who’s standing there. They play their parts, grabbing me and dragging me out of the van. I put up a little fight, but not much, seeing as I know who they are. I won’t fight them.
“Get him inside. In the basement.” I hear chuckles and laughter. I hear guys pretending to hate me. Why would they have bought me? What sense does this make? And how the hell are they even here? So many questions run through my mind, but I have no answers for them, so I just go with it.
I’m dragged through the makeshift clubhouse and down to the basement.
“What the hell is goin’ on?”
“Miss me motherfucker?” Mayhem asks. Fucking Mayhem. A Soulless Bastard from California.
“Been a long time, brother,” I say as he holds his hand out to me. We shake hands, and he pulls me into a hug before stepping back. “What the hell is goin’ on?”
“We’re workin’ on somethin’. It brought us here. Happened to see the live feed of your ass on the screen instead and bid on you.”
“You fuckin’ bought me?” He chuckles and nods his head.
“Goddamn right we did. Couldn’t let you go down like that, brother. What the hell happened? How’d you get there?”
“I was taken along with my girl.”
“Fuck me, that was your girl on the auction block?”
“Yeah. They sold her. Any idea who bought her?” Mayhem shakes his head when another of the Soulless Bastards walks into the room. Ruger. Been a long time since I’ve seen him, too.
“That was your girl?” Ruger asks as I nod my head. He passes me a water and a cigarette, which I light up before dropping onto the chair in the room.
“Yeah, she’s mine. Don’t know who the hell wanted her taken, but they said they paid big money for it.”
“What the hell? Someone paid traffickers to get your girl gone?”
“Traffickers? That’s who we’re dealin’ with?” I ask, more concerned than I was.
“Yeah, Tide. Not good ones either. They don’t just traffic, they sell. Big fuckin’ money runnin’ through that line of assholes,” Ruger tells me. Fuck. I should have known.
“I should have seen that comin’. I should have fuckin’ known!” I roar as I squeeze the bottle in my hand.
“They’re a sneaky bunch of fuckers. You wouldn’t have known,” he says.
“Doesn’t matter, I should have. We’ve been dealin’ with this shit for a while now.”
