“I’m taking the MC van,” I growl, fisting my hands.
“I’ll drive the van,” Menace says.
“Okay,” I hiss.
My Brothers and I walk out of the clubhouse, and I get in the van. Menace drives the van out of the clubhouse parking lot, onto the street, and onto the freeway.
I’m so fucking scared of losing her.
Thank fuck we have Halo’s and John’s cell phone GPS and his home address. We will find her.
I’m going to fucking kill the bastard.
Nine
Halo
“Fuck!”
My head hurts.
I’m so cold.
I move my arms, but I can’t move.
I open my eyes and look at the plastic ties at my wrists and ankles, tying me to the chair. I’m in my underwear; no wonder I’m cold.
Motherfucker!
I look around at the unfamiliar room. I’m in a fucking room that looks like a workshop room or something.
“Where in the fuck am I?”
“What the fuck!”
That motherfucker John knocked me out. I’m going to kill the fucker.
I move my legs and arms, but the fucking plastic ties cut into my skin. Fuck, I can’t get free.
I wonder how long I’ve been out. I was talking to Demon, and I hope that he heard what was happening.
Oh my god, I need to do everything I can to get out of here. I can’t allow that bastard to hurt me or the Baby.
The door opens, and John walks into the room with a water bottle.
“Ah, Halo. I’m glad that you’re awake. I brought you some water.”
“Motherfucker, let me go!’
“Shush, shush. Calm down, darling; I’m going to take care of you. Calm down, and I’ll untie you.”
“Untie me now! You’re a crazy motherfucker! I’m going to kill you!”
“Shut up and drink some water,” John says, walking over to me.
He opens the water bottle and places it on my lips. I drink some water because I’m thirsty, but then I spit it out at him.
“You stupid bitch,” John yells, slapping me.
