Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
I don’t even know this woman’s name, and, frankly, I don’t fucking care.
“What do you want from me?” she wails, her eyes darting between all the bikers. “I told you my brother is innocent.”
“Your brother is fucking killer, and he’s goin’ to admit it,” Spike barks. “You’re goin’ to call him and get him down here, or I’ll blow your brains out.”
He holds out his gun, pointing it to her.
She stares at him, eyes wide. “You ... you monster.”
“Call your brother. Now.”
He snatches her phone from her pocket and forces her to unlock it, bringing up Gerard’s number. She does as he asks, and when he puts it on video, we can see Gerard’s face come onto the screen. The dirty little fucker has the nerve to be smiling, that is until he notices the situation his sister is in.
“Well, good to see you again, sir,” Spike grins from behind the woman, staring down at the phone.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Gerard gasps, his eyes wide as he tries to look around.
“Oh, this?” Spike chuckles and shoves his gun against her temple. “This is us not fucking around. You’re smart, but you’re not that smart. I’ll tell you how this is going to go, you’re going to come to the club, confess, and we won’t kill your sister. If you don’t, I’ll kill her. Then, motherfucker, I’ll come lookin’ for you, and, trust me, I will find you.”
Gerard’s eyes flash, and he frantically looks around.
“If you even consider callin’ the cops, I’ll shoot her the second I hear the sirens. Trust me, you don’t want that.”
“You wouldn’t kill an innocent woman,” Gerard sputters, his eyes wide. “You wouldn’t.”
Spike grins, and it’s colder than I’ve ever seen. “Oh, but I will. You have one hour to get to the club. If you’re not here, her brains will decorate my floor.”
With that, he hangs up.
“Do you think he’ll come?” Muff asks, glaring at the woman tied to the chair.
“Oh, he’ll come. If she means anything to him,” I grunt.
“You’re all monsters. My brother has never done anything to you. You’ll all go to prison for this. Do you hear me?” the woman screams.
“Gag her,” I order. “And find me Hound’s location.”
“On it,” Cade says, finding an old piece of material which he ties around the woman’s mouth and head.
It’s going to take everything inside me not to kill Gerard on the spot, but I have to keep it together.
For Serenity, I have to fucking keep it together.
SPIKE DRAGS GERARD into the shed, his eyes are wide with fear as he looks to his gagged sister and her terrified face. I’d feel sorry for her any other time, but unfortunately, this fucker has pushed me a little too far with his antics. I should have dealt with him like this from the word go instead of playing nice. That got me fucking nowhere.
“Let her go,” Gerard orders. “I’m here, you got what you wanted. Now let her go.”
“He called the cops, I’d almost guarantee it,” Muff mutters, his eyes zeroing in on Gerard.
“I didn’t, I swear I didn’t. Now just let her go.”
“Sorry, can’t do that,” Spike murmurs, casually. “Not until you give us everything we want.”
Gerard finally looks shaken, like we have hit a nerve.
It’s about fucking time.
I should have done this from the start.
Maybe Spike was right, maybe we are getting too soft.
“What do you want from me?” Gerard tries to calm himself down, but it’s apparent that is hard for him.
His hands are shaking, and his eyes continually dart around the room. He’s looking for a way out, trying to figure out if he can outsmart us. The fucker has been clever, but now he’s in a situation that he knows he can’t get out of. Frustrated, he glares at Spike.
“I want you to tell us all, including your sister, what a murderous fuck you are,” Spike grins at him.
Gerard shakes his head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re harassing me. This is harassment.”
I hold up the gun and step up next to his sister, pressing it to her forehead. She cries out, and Gerard’s eyes widen. If we have guessed right, his sister is the only family he has left, and he cares a lot about her. But is he psycho enough to let us kill her just so he can get away with murder? We’ll see.
“You won’t shoot an innocent woman,” Gerard tries to calm his voice, desperate in his attempt to regain control.
“Oh, when it comes to my woman, I fuckin’ will. You had her locked up, abused, and now she can’t come home because of you. I will absolutely shoot her,” I say calmly.
I don’t want to shoot this woman.
I don’t want it to get to that point.
“I didn’t do anything,” Gerard says. “You attacked me. You did this.”