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“Yes.”
“Yes? That’s all you have to say?”
“I told Duke earlier, I don’t wanna get involved.” She made sure to not even glance towards Duke through the whole conversation. She’d plead with Prez to understand if he would listen. She knew he wouldn’t. ‘Club first’ was basically a founding principle throughout the whole biker community. She knew it would have been one of the reasons that Duke would have approached Prez.
“That’s not your decision to make.” His voice was sharp with authority.
“Anything I know is useless anyway. It was two years ago.” She made one last attempt to get out of it. Maybe she could bargain.
“I’ll decide if something’s useful or not. Get talking.” His eyes were fixed on her and now wasn’t the time to mess around but she needed to try to get something out of this. As Duke said, it’s all business. She hesitated for a second, building up the courage to do something so ballsy.
“Okay. Could this count as the compensation you’ll want from my Dad?” Her words came fast and all in one small breath. She was glad they weren’t all jumbled.
She knew every late payment came with some kind of penalty, otherwise there would be no incentive to pay on time. Most of the time it was markers, money and a swift ass kicking. She’d had to sacrifice birthdays and Christmases so her dad had the extra money to cover compensation in the past, now she wanted something back. Hell, she deserved something back.
Prez stayed silent and just stared at her. She thought for sure she’d pushed too far when he didn’t answer straight away and now she was more desperate to get out of this place than ever. After what felt like forever, he answered.
“Deal.” Air rushed into her lungs in relief. “First I want a layout of their compound. Everything you remember. Doors, windows, outbuildings. Everything.”
“Okay.” The crushing sensation on her chest lifted as relief flowed through her entire body.
Her brain felt scrambled as she started to search her memory for every detail she could. Duke, rose to get paper and pens from the office and Kick, went to get refills for everyone. A new brother slid in next to her, she was startled by how much he resembled Duke. He had the same colouring and his features were similar, but he wasn’t as physically imposing as Duke. He didn’t affect her the way Duke did either. It was impossible not to compare them to each other.
“I’m Razor. You are seriously hot. I bet you’ve got a sweet tasting pussy. You owned?”
He said this so quickly and seriously that she couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped her, she was so startled by what he’d said. He hit her with a panty dropping smile. Was he serious?
“Fuck, that’s a great laugh. What other noises do you make?”
At this she laughed even harder and felt some more of her leftover tension slip away. Someone cleared their throat just as she was going to try to answer. She looked across at Duke. He wasn’t looking at her, he was staring daggers at Razor. Prez, slapped the table making her jump. All her tension rushed back.
“Here, get to it and explain while you go.” He pushed a pad of paper and a pen in front of her.
She started drawing and describing everything she remembered. She had to keep going back and redraw what she’d done so far because she remembered more and more as she talked it through. Everyone at the table was listening intently. Kick and Hollywood stood nearby ensuring nobody else overheard. She then made a list of everyone she’d met or heard mentioned, including all the brothers and their rank, prospects, old ladies and even club sluts. Prez even asked for descriptions. Then she told them what she’d heard about Fallen MC and described any weapons she’d seen. She even described the whip and cane that Wrath had used on her.
Then she ran through her day to day duties and activities. When she spoke of her punishments, everyone at the table was still and quiet. No one interrupted with questions or asked for clarification, like they had through the rest of her information. She could only hear the heavy breathing from Razor and an intermittent growl coming from Duke. Shel and Jewel were looking at her with glassy eyes. She didn’t want pity or sympathy. She’d lived through it and come out the other side when she was sure there were plenty of others who hadn’t. That was all behind her now. Eventually, she ran out of things to tell them. Leaning back and downing half the wine cooler in her hand in one gulp, she let herself relax slightly. Shel smiled at her.
“Wow. That’s one hell of a memory. I don’t think I’d be able describe this place in as much detail.”
“Yeah, well you learned to pay attention, especially around Wrath and his inside men. Get shit wrong and all hell rained down on you…..whether or not you deserved it. They didn’t bother with finding out the facts or the truth before doling out punishments. When you’re constantly looking for places to disappear, you remember every nook and cranny.”
Shel stayed quiet, nodded her head and lifted her glass for Nicole to clink. All the brothers looked enraged and clearly wanted more details about the punishments that she’d briefly talked about. She could almost see their minds turning, thinking of the best ways to ask their questions, but that was her personal story and she wasn’t sharing. It had nothing at all to do with the information they wanted.
“You got everything you need here?” Shel asked. Nicole could tell this was Shel reaching out.
Nicole chortled. “I wouldn’t mind if someone would go to my apartment and get my bras.” Shel burst out laughing and Razor whined that it wasn’t necessary.
“Typical brothers.” She rolled her eyes. “Anything else?”
“Yeah, my clock. And if someone could go in my purse and get my bank card, draw some money and pay my landlord for the next couple of months rent, that would be great. I’m never giving that bastard my bank details. Also, can I get a lock for my door?”
