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Chapter Three
I had a special place that I went to in order to get away from chaos. There was a local college about an hour bus ride from the trailer park I had come to call home. I’d never been very good in school because I wasn’t ever given the chance. It wasn’t for a lack of wanting to learn. On the contrary, I loved learning, and that’s why I liked slipping into lectures from time to time.
It took me a while to figure out, but I knew where all of the big lecture halls were. They were rooms filled with well over a hundred people, furiously scribbling notes as the teachers talked. I could disappear in those rooms. I just snuck in, sat in the back, and listened intently as the teachers talked about science, math, and philosophy. I would stay for hours and pretend that I was a normal college student and a normal person. It was the only escape I had.
As the day came to an end, I filed out of the last lecture with the rest of the students, smiling softly at them and waving as they moved past. It was a stupid little game that I liked to play with myself. I liked to pretend that I was a student.
I walked to the bus stop and went straight back to the trailer park to the small bar right on the edge of the complex. I wasn’t a big drinker, but they had pool there and the bartender gave me free Cokes. I was planning on staying there until Fang passed out.
I didn’t have a place of my own and I didn’t like going to my mom’s place because she always had Johns. With as much as she worked you would think she would be rolling in cash, but the sad reality was that she was under Chaos’ thumb. She owed them more drug money than she’d ever be able to make back in a lifetime.
I couldn’t stand to see her like that so I’d sleep on Fangs couch and when I needed some extra cash, I’d sleep in his bed. It wasn’t something I was proud of, but it was something I had to do to get by.
As I stepped through the doors of the bar, I noticed that everyone was gathered around Fang. They stared at me and I felt a sudden unease come over me. I became very much aware that everyone else knew of something I didn’t.
Fang was sitting at a table against a far wall, puffing on a vanilla cigar. He let out a slow drag and smirk, his jagged teeth visible in the dim light.
“Speak of the devil.”
I rolled my eyes and walked through the bar, getting the coke Becky had waiting for me.
“What are you talking about?”
“Well, if you had come to the meeting like you were supposed to you would know. Are you too good for us now?”
“I lost track of time.”
“We were talking about Damien’s group.”
Everyone knew about Damien’s group. They took out guys like Fang, and over the past few months they’d managed to get rid of some pretty big names in the community. When Fang had one too many drinks, I’d seen him start to get nervous about Damien, somehow he knew he was next on the chopping block. I for one, relished that idea.
“And what, exactly, were you talking about?” I asked.
“Someone’s got to take them down. They’re taking out gangs left and right. If we don’t fight back, we’ll be next,” Fang said gruffly.
I settled in an empty chair and looked around at all the worried faces. My mother was in the crowd, shaking. I guessed that was more from drugs than fear. “Alright. I don’t really understand where I come in, though.”
“You’re going to be our little weasel.”
I frowned and set my drink down. “What?”
“We’re sending you in on the front lines. You’re going to infiltrate their group and help us take them down.”
“Like hell I am! Why can’t you just go in there, guns blazing? That’s how we’ve always done it in the past!” I argued.
“That shit hasn’t worked for anyone else and I want to know why the fuck not. If we go in guns blazing, my people are going to end up dead! Is that something you want on your conscious?” he snapped.
I looked away and closed my eyes. I hated Fang, but I cared deeply for some of the others in the gang. As much as my mom had screwed me over, I loved her and I didn’t want her to end up dead. I knew that Fang wasn’t asking me – he was ordering me. I had two courses of action; I could either agree, or I’d end up dead in a ditch. I really didn’t have much of an option.
I turned my head and crossed my arms over my chest, trying to look as petulant as possible. If they were going to make me agree to this, I wasn’t going to go easily.
“Fine.”
Chapter Four
My eyes were narrowed, staring straight ahead. Despite being in a biker gang, bikes had always frightened me, and so Fang normally drove me around in a beat up pickup truck. I’d seen too many men get on bikes drunk and lay them down. It was always a horrifying thing to see. We’d lost members like that and it just seemed so unnecessary. I didn’t trust anyone in the gang enough to get on a bike with them.
The truck rattled violently. I knew it needed a new set of shocks, but Fang wouldn’t listen to me. He was convinced that a girl like me couldn’t possibly know her way around a car. Girls weren’t supposed to know about car parts. It aggravated me, but it wasn’t worth the fight. My revenge would be his car breaking down on the side of the road somewhere. It would feel nice to watch him scramble for once in his life.
