Page 76 of Riding Bare

“So, by this admission, you can’t be trusted. You will never be loyal—not to me, and certainly not to Dare. And she is loyal to no one, so she will never make a good partner. A whore, sure. A partner? No.”

Lee balls his hands into fists at his sides, and I realize that was not what he was planning on hearing come out of Rustik’s mouth. He wanted to be praised for bringing me here. Lee takes only half a step forward. Rustik tsks when he does, so he stops.

“Dare was going to come after your man. His woman already did something. She was there at his office.”

Rustik lifts his hand again. This time, his index finger shoots up, then his middle finger as he makes the sign for the number two in the air, and out of the corner of my eye, I watch a man lift a gun with a silencer attached.

One shot.

Then two.

They don’t realize it’s happened until blood sprays and I watch as she falls to the floor. Neither she nor Lee standing next to her makes a noise until her body slams to the floor with a thud. Dead. Rocky is now nobody else’s fucking problem.

Flicking my attention over to Rustik, I arch my brow and wait for what is coming my way. He won’t kill me, but I have no doubt he’s going to throw some harsh words at me. Except he doesn’t. He lifts his hand again, wriggling his fingers, and his men move behind me.

I don’t turn around. I don’t even show him an ounce of hesitation. I keep my expression neutral and my thoughts hidden. I’m confused as fuck, though—don’t get it fucking twisted. I have no idea what the hell is about to happen.

Then, after some rustling around behind me, I watch as Samuil is hauled across the room and is forced to stand in front of Rocky’s lifeless body. I’m sure seeing her like that should make me feel some kind of way, but it doesn’t.

She betrayed our club.

Betrayed me.

The death she got was actually a kindness compared to what I would do to her. Now I watch and wait to see what happens with the asshole, the baby daddy. Fuck me, if I had the opportunity, I would gut him here and now.

“Where is Dare’s woman, and what did you discuss?” Rustik asks.

Samuil doesn’t even look back at me. He keeps his focus forward and only on Rustik. I halfway expect him to fall to his knees and beg to suck Rustik’s cock at this point. But he doesn’t answer.

Samuil dips his chin slightly, though he doesn’t fall to his knees, which halfway surprises me. “I told her to leave town. To disappear. I didn’t touch her.”

“And she came to you?” Rustik asks.

“She wanted to make sure I didn’t want anything to do with the baby.”

I find it interesting that he’s being so open, but maybe I shouldn’t. Rustik is his boss and holds his life—literally—on his index finger. The man could scare the shit out of someone easily.

“So your solution was to tell her to disappear?” Rustik asks. “Well, to hire a cop to cause a problem, gather the whore, and tell her to disappear.”

“Yeah,” Samuil mutters.

“Wrong choice.”

CHAPTER

FIFTY-NINE

CHASSIS

Heleni smiles as she moves around her kitchen. I have no idea what she’s doing, but she’s really into it. I sip on the herbal tea she made me and just take in the morning. We’re on our third day here, and while Heleni’s hospitality is absolutely out of this world, I don’t want to be a burden.

Although I’m pretty sure my brother is enjoying every second.

A few days ago, she went and bought me some basics—some clothes, pajamas, underwear, and toiletries. It was sweet, and she didn’t have to, even though I can’t go anywhere, so the only other option was to order stuff online, and I’m not sure how long that would take to get out here in the boonies.

We are indeed in the damn boonies.

I’m almost finished with my tea when I hear my brother’s boots clomp into the room. Turning my head, I watch as he makes his way toward the table and sinks down in the chair across from mine.