Author: Claire Adams
Category: Young Adult
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I hung up and sped towards the location Red had mentioned. I got there in four minutes, parked my bike next to Red’s and headed towards the alleyway. Red was there with Vincent and Michael, and they surrounded a man with a noticeable scar on his face and a missing front tooth.
“Jackpot,” I said, walking over to them.
“What the fuck do you motherfuckers want?” he yelled.
He was bleeding from the nose and from a wound just above his left eyebrow. He was also on the floor, leaning against the wall, while the boys surrounded him casually, without a care in the world. They moved aside so that I could pass. I knelt down right in front of Bryan and gave him a friendly smile.
“You must be Bryan?”
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“How do you know my name?”
“This is a small town, Bryan, and people notice things.”
“What do you want?” he asked again.
“Oh, I think you know,” I said as my tone turned deadly. “You crashed my house the other day, and you took something from me.”
Bryan’s face turned pale, and he realized he couldn’t claim not to have been there. “I was… I was just following orders.”
“By Ghost?”
“I… yes,” he said.
“And why aren’t you with the boss now?” I asked.
Bryan spat out a little blood and turned to me. “The man’s not right in the head. The Knights have never run from a fight, but we don’t go looking for one either. Ghost told us that the Angels were planning an attack. He said that you were trying to instigate another war.”
“What did Mila have to do with anything?” I demanded.
“He said that you had taken his woman and he needed to get her back to assert his dominance to gain control,” Bryan replied. “He said that when you came looking for her, we could take you out.”
“So that was the plan?”
“The plan changed,” Bryan said, and he looked sick suddenly.
“What do you mean?”
“He was going to leave clues so that he could lead you to the girl and then ambush you lot,” Bryan continued. “Then he decided it would be more fun to send you back the girl… in parts.”
My hands balled into fists. “And what did you cowardly motherfuckers do?”
“Joel told him that he wasn’t going to be involved in a civilian murder; if this was about club-on-club dominance, that was a different thing. If we needed to protect our interests or our land or our businesses, then that was understood. But murdering for sport was not what we did. Ghost walked up to Joel, punched him in the face, and then when he was down, he kept punching until there was nothing left of Joel’s face but blood and bone and skin. He didn’t even look like a person anymore…”
I could tell that this incident had been the deciding factor for Bryan and probably a few other Knights who had joined Ghost too. There was a line that had been crossed. Some men would stay with Ghost out of respect, others would stay out of fear, but there were a few who would try and get out before this escalated into a full-scale bloodbath.
Even the Knights knew that if they continued on this route, the cops would have to get involved, and then it would be a whole different ballgame.
“You know where he’s keeping her?” I asked.
“I… he’ll kill me if he knows I told you anything,” Bryan said desperately.
“I’m not going to give you away,” I said.
“How do I know that?”
“Because the Fallen Angels keep their fucking word,” I spat. “And because if you don’t tell me right now, I will do to you what Ghost did to your friend Joel…. understood?”
Bryan swallowed hard. “It’s too late…”