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Could it be I was reconsidering shit in the dark of night, surrounded by death? Weirdest timing ever.
Bone approached. “I’ll take Doug after Hustler chops up Wayne.”
“Get to it, little brother.” Cobra bent to pick up an ax and handed it to me.
I shot him a look.
“What? It’s for dramatic effect.” Cobra shrugged and took the joint from Bone. “Maybe Doug will sing like a canary after seeing Wayne in pieces.”
“You’re a sick fuck, you know that?”
Cobra and Bone snort on their way toward the guys tied to trees. They might have bad blood between them, but they worked well together in a situation like this.
“What makes you think either of them will talk if they haven’t yet? They saw their buddies get skinned and tortured.” Jesus, was I the only reasonable person there? “Let’s just kill them and move the fuck on. We’ll build a new crew. All will be fine.”
“Have you forgotten about the girl Wolf is looking for?” Bone peered back at me. “The mafia princess?”
Cobra stopped and faced me. “Storm wants to call off the search if we can’t get something out of these guys.”
“What if she’s dead?” I hated saying it but really, she could be. It’d been several months since she’d gone missing. For all we knew, she could be in another country.
“Stop talking and get to it,” Cobra barked. “I want to get home.”
“Fine.” I ripped off the duct tape from Wayne’s mouth. “All right, motherfucker. Talk, or I’ll chop you into pieces, starting with your dick.” I was more than a little irritated, especially after thinking about Nurse Naughty. “Where’s the girl?”
“I don’t know anything about the chick,” he cried. “Please.”
“Wrong answer.” I lifted the ax over my head and put everything I had into slamming it down on his ankle. His scream canceled out the crunch of the steel hitting the bone, but I felt every bit of it. I didn’t want to cut off his pecker just yet. The very thought made mine shrivel and hide.
“Damn, I didn’t think you’d make it through to the dirt.” Cobra slapped me on the back like he was proud of me.
“Come on, Wayne. You gotta give me something.” I raised the ax. “Where’s Rosa Morrison? If you know anything about her, tell me now.”
Wayne cried like a baby, shaking his head. And then… “She’s dead.”
His words undid me. I swung the ax like a baseball bat, striking it across his neck. The force I’d put into it made me stumbled back, losing my balance and landing on my ass. I felt punched in the gut after suggesting she was dead only minutes ago.
“Jesus Christ. Do you think he’s telling the truth?” Bone said to Cobra.
“I’d say ask him, but Hustler made that impossible.”
I ignored my brothers as I watched the blood drain out of Wayne. His final words repeated in my head:She’s dead, she’s dead, she’s dead.Dammit, I prayed he was lying.
Wayne was twenty-two.
A son.
A brother.
A man I’d partied with and thought I could trust.
It fucking sucked when an MC brother turned dirty. But we weren’t dealing with only one bad seed. There were four. Fucking four.
I squeezed my head between my hands, trying to hold it together. I couldn’t draw in a deep breath. This part of the life I’d been in since I was born fucking sucked.
“Hey Bone, maybe don’t go for the jugular when you interrogate Doug,” Cobra hissed. “He’s the only man we have left to get information from.”
“Did you hear that, Doug? The Prez wants me to go easy on you. You better get talking dipshit.” Bone picked up a knife, then ripped the duct tape off his mouth.
