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“She was taken.” I choke on the words.
“Baja?” I hear Salem fire up his bike.
“Alive.” As I replay the video I just watched, my feet are rooted in place.
“I’m on my way.”
The call ends, and I shove the phone back into my pocket. I rush back to the front of the store to check on Baja. He groans, trying to push himself off the floor.
“What the fuck?” His voice is laced with irritation as he attempts to get up again.
I reach down and help him to sit with his back pressed against the wall and his legs stretched out in front of him. Baja sways, grabbing his head.
“My head and body feel like I downed an entire bottle of whiskey.”
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
“Fuck.” Baja shakes his head. “This woman bought up some shit and left, but she returned, saying she left her bag on the counter.” Baja’s eyes dart around, trying to grasp the missing pieces of what took place. He grips the back of his neck. “As I watched the woman approach the counter, I felt something sharp prick my neck. I turned around, coming face to face with a big motherfucker. I swung at him but missed. My arms felt like lead, and my feet felt like concrete. That’s the last thing I remember.”
Baja scrubs his palm over his face, then jerks his head up and locks eyes with me.
“Where’s Sukie?” His voice gives away what his head already tells him.
It’s not Baja’s fault. From what he remembers, I can almost guarantee he was drugged. I fight the urge to tear the rest of this motherfucking store apart in a rage. I swallow hard, trying to loosen the lump of emotions stuck in my throat.
“She’s gone.”
The rumbling growl of Harley engines grows louder and closer. It isn’t long before Salem, Mystic, Juneau, and Laredo are rushing through the front door.
Salem locks eyes with me.
“What?” I hold my breath, fearing the worst.
“I received an anonymous call minutes ago from a man delivering a message from your father.”
“You better not tell me my woman is dead.” I’m barely hanging on by a thread.
“She’s alive, brother.”
I release my breath, but it does nothing to undo the knots in my stomach. She’s alive but for how long?
“Where?” I ask and watch Baja pick himself off the floor.
“The old abandoned warehouse near the other side of town.”
As the words leave his mouth, I rush past him, bursting through the front door with the others hot on my heels. I toss a leg over the seat of my bike.
Salem looks over at me after mounting his ride. “We may not walk away from this one, brother.” He then eyes the others.
There is an ache in my chest as I look my brother in the eyes. “My life is nothin’ without her.”
If I die tonight, so be it.
I rev my engine and pull out of the parking lot. As we race through city streets, I fight to clear my head of negative thoughts. I’m losing my mind thinking of what they might do to her or have already done. My hand tightens against the handlebars. I twist the throttle, increasing my speed.
“I won’t let my father hurt you,” I whisper, as if she can hear me.
Our headlights pierce through the blackness as we enter the outskirts of town. The moon peeks out from behind some clouds, casting its eerie glow on the deserted road ahead that will lead us to my woman’s location. My heart pounds in my chest with each passing second.
