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‘DOTTIE’

“What the ever-lovin’ fuck were you thinking, sister of my blood?”

Watching my twin and younger sister—ha by like thirteen minutes and change—struggling, I wait patiently. One thing we both have is tons of patience. Something obviously Hannah does not have. That girl is going to get her ass in a ton of trouble, and I’m guessing the three of us are along for the ride.

“I didn’t want Tink and the sisters to worry, Dottie. Believe me, I almost didn’t do it. But shit, we want this to be our lives, the Devil’s Handmaidens MC, and what we’re doing with the prez’s family could actually get us kicked out. Then what? I know one thing, I’m not going back to North Dakota and that insane fucking family of ours. I’m done with that bullshit, DoDo.”

I grin at her nickname for me. DoDo, not sure she even realizes why but she’s been calling me that since we were toddlers.

“’Kay, Dani, it’s over. Can’t change it, so let’s try and have a bit of fun before the coming of World War Three with, and I’m guessing, Tink, Tank, Momma Diane, Shadow, Rebel, and maybe even Glory and Tank’s brother, Enforcer. And you know if Tink and Shadow are here, that means Noodles and Panther will be too. I’m not looking forward to that firing squad, are you, baby twin?”

Her eyes pop open and, damn, she looks kind of pissy. Shit, don’t need any more drama for today.

“Dani, just kidding around, trying to lighten the mood. First, go freshen up, I’m going to try and relax. I’ll go grab some ice and something to drink. Be right back, sis.”

I watch Dani grab some of her shit and head off to the bathroom. This hotel isn’t bad at all, Kitty did a great job in finding it. We have studios with a small kitchen fridge and microwave. Gonna check my phone, maybe there’s a mini-mart close by. I’ll go grab some snacks for us for later. Dani loves anything sweet while I like salty.

Taking a minute, I see there is, in fact, a small store like half a block away. I text Kitty and Hannah to see if either, they want to come with or need anything. Kitty immediately texts back saying she’ll meet me downstairs. Hannah says thanks, but she just took some Tylenol for a headache. She’s going to put some ice in a towel and lie down for a bit. Yeah, our youngest prospect is realizing this might not have been the best idea. Lots of pressure and nerves will mess with your head.

Letting Dani know I’m going out, I make sure the door closes and catches. Can never be too sure. I take the elevator down and see Kitty by a stand with all kinds of travel brochures.

“Hey, Ruby, ready?”

“Yep, waiting on you, Dot. Why do you always call me Ruby and not Kitty? I’m curious, that’s all.”

Shit never even thought about it. Welp, better think on it now.

“I actually don’t know. I see you and Ruby pops in my head. I can try to call you Kitty, but shit, sister, that almost sounds like a porn name or stripper, and you ain’t either. You look like the girl next door with that baby face, long black hair, and huge puppy-dog eyes. You sure as hell don’t look old enough to buy alcohol so if you are, be prepared to be carded. Got your ID?”

We start to walk toward the store just shooting the shit and talking about what happened today. We both feel bad for Dani because I think all of us wanted to make that call and put Tink and our club out of their misery.

Not paying attention, someone manages to grab my arm, I immediately go into defense mode. Flipping the hand off me, I do a jump skip kick, hitting someone in the head. They go down immediately, and my eyes shift to two guys trying to drag Ruby toward a dark alley. Oh, hell no, these fuckers picked the wrong two women after the fucked-up day we just had.

Almost running, I surprise the first guy when I whip him around and punch him right in the nose. Blood goes everywhere, and the first thought I have is Shadow would be proud of me. By now his asshole friend has turned and has a switchblade in his hand. That’s when I see the blood on Ruby’s neck from where that dick was pressing the blade against it. Bastard’s going down hard for putting hands on my sister.

When he comes at me, knife straight out, before I can do anything or make a move I hear boots hitting the cement behind us. Lots of them. Fuck!!!!! Turning around I see at least five or six guys and, damn, looks like three women running our way screaming and shit.

I grab Ruby, putting her behind me, my arms loose at my sides. I hear Shadow’s voice telling me that people can smell fear a mile away so always act like you don’t have a care in the world, no matter how many assholes you’re facing-off with. Taking in a breath, I hear Ruby whispering behind me. Well damn, hope our little Kitty cat called the cops because if not, this will be over quick and, unfortunately, painful to the both of us.

“What the fuck, George? Who are these bitches, and why is Dave bleeding like a stuck pig, for Christ’s sake? You were supposed to go get some beer and shit, and I find ya in the alley with two women doing… What the fuck are you doing, you dumb jackass bastard?”

The one with the switchblade slowly puts it at his side and looks at the huge guy screaming at him. I can smell his fear, though I just stand here casually so no one knows how fucking scared I am. My legs are shaking as are my hands at my side. I can feel Ruby breathing short and quick.

“Ruby, take deep breaths. You’re going to hyperventilate, for Christ’s sake. Did you call the police?”

I feel her body moving so I assume she’s shaking her head. Who the fuck did she call then?

“No, I called someone better, Dottie.”

Before I can wonder who the hell she called, I hear the screeching of tires when a vehicle sharply turns into the alley. Then their lights go to bright the instant they are hammering down toward us at a very high rate of speed. Fuck, we’re going to get mowed down in Bumfuck, Wyoming in a dirty alley next to a bunch of trash cans. Ruby is grabbing at me to pull me back, just as the vehicle slams on its brakes, veering to the left hard. Then the passenger door flies open as Dani’s boots hit the pavement an automatic Ruger in her hand. She searches the area, when she sees me I can almost feel the panic leave her body.

When the driver’s side door opens, you almost don’t see Hannah because she’s so tiny. What I do see is the muzzle of the, oh fuck, she didn’t. Goddamn, after seeing her step out from behind the door, in her arms she’s cradling the Steyr AUG SA USA Rifle that both Rebel, Glory, and Shadow demands is in every vehicle the Devil’s Handmaidens own, and also all the ranch trucks and even in our trucking business vehicles. This worries me because we’ve crossed state lines with weapons. Son of a bitch, don’t want to end up in jail.

“Okay, which one of you assholes decided today was a good day to put your hands on my sisters and go to ground, motherfuckers?”

One of the women from the back decides to find her tongue. Fuck me.

“Who the fuck are you supposed to be, you tiny bitch? You’re lucky both of these skanks are still breathing.”

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