Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 124255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 621(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 621(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
My teeth clenched as I listened to this shit, and Styx’s fist slammed down on the table. The fuckers had wanted Mae. No mention or description of Lilah, or Maddie for that matter. The target had been Mae. And they’d taken the wrong fuckin’ bitch.
“I managed to track the drop site,” Tanner said.
Then Tank cut in. “And the men that took her? Who are they?”
Tanner looked to Tank. “Low-level disposables. Last of Landry’s Brownshirts.”
“Shit!” Tank spat.
“What the fuck does that mean?” Viking asked. “I swear if y’all start spewing German, I’m switching chapters!”
Tank shot Vike a dark look and AK smacked him upside the head.
“Tank? Explain,” I ordered, verbalizing Styx’s sign.
“The men who took Lilah will already be with Hades. Landry sent the last of the redneck fucks he wanted to cull from his Klan. They will have delivered, then been disposed of… It’s standard MO.”
“But we got the drop site?” I asked.
Tanner began tapping away on his laptop, then seconds later, turned the screen to me and Styx, a map on show with a huge fucking red dot where the drop site had been.
Leaning forward I studied the map. “In the middle of fuckin’ nowhere, bout forty miles out.”
Tanner swerved back the laptop and brought something else up. When he turned back the screen, the map this time was military, showing a huge base just beyond where the red dot had been.
“Military,” AK whispered. “Still government owned?” he asked Tanner.
Tanner shook his head. “Purchased months back by a private bidder. From what I can tell, it was a hush-hush cash deal. No fly zone and off surveillance cameras was part of the deal. Whoever bought this place didn’t wanna be found. And those folks that didn’t wanna be found look like they got your girl.”
I sat back and frowned, racking my tired brain for who the fuck wanted to send us a message from the military. New ammo dealers maybe?
I voiced my idea out loud, and Styx shrugged and signed, “Maybe.”
Tanner was furiously writing on the laptop with AK guiding him, when suddenly Tanner sat back, eyebrows furrowed. “I got a name,” he said.
“What?” Cowboy asked.
“I got a name of the buyer. Took a fuckin’ age, but AK here gave me an idea of where to look.”
“And?” I pushed, leaning forward.
All color drained from AK’s face and he stilled.
“What? Who the fuck is it?” I shouted, close to losing my shit.
Tanner looked to AK, and I frowned.
“Tanner, I’m telling you now to speak!”
Tanner looked at the screen and read, “Judah David.”
I stared at AK and shrugged. “Why you acting like that? Who the fuck is Judah David?”
AK looked at me and then Styx. “It was the cosigner,” he said, and Tanner searched the screen.
“Well?” I pushed.
“Cosigner is… Yeah. The cosigner has the name Cain… Cain David.”
All the fuckin’ air leapt outta my lungs and every single brother around the table froze.
Cain.
Cain?
MOTHERFUCKING CAIN!!!!
“Rider,” I hissed, and slammed my gaze to Styx. Styx was burning in silent rage, all the cords in his neck strained and his eyes bulging with anger.
Losing his shit, Styx jumped from his chair, picked the fucker up, and launched it against the wall, wood splintering and smashing to pieces on the floor.
Standing, my fists smacked down on the table and I screamed, “CAIN!”
Flame began his psycho pacing, ripping at his skin with his fingernails, and I gripped onto my hair. Cain had got away. That fuckin’ rat got away and now he got my girl. Every bone in my body locked.
Cain was the heir of that fucked-up place, and AK had taken out Prophet David… That meant…
“He’s the prophet now,” I said out loud.
“What?” Viking asked.
My eyes found Styx, who was staring at me in shock.
“Rider—Cain—he was heir to The Order, right?”
Styx nodded and I saw the realization hit.
“AK put a slug through that old cunt David’s head, which means…”
“Cain would become the prophet if he survived… and Mae let him go. That fuckin’ rat got loose and now he’s the fuckin’ leader!” AK spat.
“Everyone sit the fuck down,” Styx ordered through sign, and we all did as he said.
I was seething, twitching, going insane. Rider… Cain… The Order… Fuck!
Maddie’s words circled my head. Prophet David said he would return if he were to ever be killed. He was to be resurrected to seek retribution on those that wronged him! He has returned—I just know it—and he has taken Lilah! They will kill her. They will make an example of her desertion!
She had known. That bitch had believed those end of days fuckers would come back. And they had Lilah. What the hell were they doing to her?
A hand clamped down on my shoulder, and Styx jerked his chin. I got that he was asking if I was okay. I nodded and waved for him to speak.
“We need to call on the chapters again. Same plan as last time. We go in and kill all those living there… but Rider is mine,” he signed. “We need to kill these asswipes once and for all.”
All the brothers murmured their agreement, and I pulled out my cell, ready to bring in the cavalry. But just as I was about to start the ring around, AK held up hand for me to wait, his eyes fixed on the laptop screen.
“What is it?” I asked, losing patience.
AK’s eyes narrowed on the map on the screen. “This ain’t nothing like last time. This place, it’s a fuckin’ fortress. The last commune was wide open, badly protected. Those men posing as guards weren’t trained. It was easy for us to go and tear up flesh.” AK pointed to the map, and I could see his mind ticking over. “This place has more land, it’s closed in, has several buildings, all of which are thick-walled, meant to withstand an attack. Place like this probably has underground bunkers.” AK looked up at Styx. “Whole new ballgame, prez. We don’t know how many people are in there, how tight they’ve got it guarded. But after what happened to the last commune, they’d be stupid if they didn’t prepare for a similar attack.” AK shook his head. “We all know Rider, prez. That guy weren’t stupid. In fact, he was the opposite. My guess is he’s rebuilt, reinforced, and ready for a Hangmen assault.”