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“Tessa Jackson!”
“I’m here,” I moaned, pushing off the walk and walking over to the cell bars.
“You’re free to go. Someone posted bail.”
“Who? I didn’t call anyone.”
“Do you want to stay?” the female officer countered rudely.
“No ma’am.”
Following the officer, I signed papers before they handed me my court notice and what personal items I had on me, which wasn’t but my keys to the apartment. When the officer told me I was free to go, I walked out the front doors of the precinct to find Megan waiting.
“There she is!” the pretty girl squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. “I told you she was pretty, Robbie! I got you out, Tess!”
“Shut up, Megan,” the man next to her said, causing Megan to shrink back in fear. Looking me up and down, I instantly did not like this man. He wasn’t what I would call good company. The man was tall but thin. Decent hair but needed a shave. His clothes, while clean, were outdated but when he smiled, then licked his lips, the bile I was keeping at bay came up in unspectacular fashion. Right on his t-shirt.
“Jesus’ fuck!” Robbie shouted, jumping back.
“I’m sorry. I have a concussion.”
“Fuck,” he growled, trying to wipe my vomit off him.
“Thank you for posting bail. If you give me your address, I can send you the money.”
“That’s not how this works, bitch. I own you and until you repay me, plus fifty percent, you ain’t going anywhere?”
“Excuse me. I don’t understand. Are you a bail bondsman?”
Megan snickered. “Robbie isn’t a bondsman. He’s my pimp.”
“I see. Well, thank you again for posting my bail, but I must decline.” Stepping away, I got a few feet before Robbie grabbed me by my arm.
“You ain’t going anywhere. I said you’re mine. I paid for you.”
“Robbie, is it?” I replied, yanking my arm away from him. I had a splitting headache. I haven’t brushed my teeth or showered since yesterday. I slept on a hard bench, and I was starving. I was in no fucking mood to deal with this asshole. I wanted to go home and see my son. “I don’t belong to anyone, especially someone like you. Now, I’ve offered to pay you back. Either take it or not, but I am not going anywhere with you.”
“God, you educated bitches are all alike. Don’t worry. I broke Megan. I will break you, too.”
Before I could say or do anything, two men came up behind me, one jamming a needle into my neck. That’s when my world turned sideways, and everything went black.
Chapter Fourteen
Montana
The bikes pulled into the compound late in the evening. Happy to be home, all I wanted was to go see my woman and hold my son. Parking my bike in the underground garage, I got off my bike and stretched. It was a long couple of weeks, but everything ended as I planned. Satan’s Angels were gone, the Golden Skulls voted in a new President, I dealt with the brothers who went against the club, and I kept my promise to Reaper.
In time, Reaper’s son Jesse would become the President of the Golden Skulls and a Doherty would once again sit in the Golden seat. Until then, the club would continue on.
Heading inside the clubhouse, I noticed that only a few club brothers lounged around. It was a typical Tuesday evening. Not much was going on in the city, but that was to be expected. The board members scattered, each either heading off to their rooms or offices as I made my way to my room. I desperately needed a shower. There was no fucking way I was going to Tessa reeking of blood and booze.
Dropping my bag at the door, I took my time undressing before heading for the shower. Staying under the spray for a few extra minutes, I got out and got dressed, grabbed my keys. Always the first one to arrive and the last one to leave, I wasn’t surprised to see my brother’s bikes already gone. Getting on my personal Harley Davidson Dyna Glide, I headed for home.
Walking into Stone House, I grinned when I saw my mother pacing the living room with a fussy York in her arms as the Retirement Rejects argued.
“We’re dead. He’s going to fucking kill us.”
“Not me,” Snoopy said. “I didn’t do shit.”
