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“Santi,” Avery looked down at a female body lying on the floor, the woman’s eyes unblinking and her purple hair spread out on the floor, the ends soaked in blood. “She was nice to me. I…” Avery shook her head and started walking again.
“That’s why I do these jobs and not you. Sometimes bystanders get caught in the crossfire. But you need to remember that anyone who hangs out with MCs knows the shit we do and what they’re getting into. The risk is what attracts them. She knew the score.”
“I know that, but it still sucks,” Avery murmured and shook her head. “Let me grab my stuff from the locker, I don’t want to leave anything here.”
“I’ll go with you,” Sonny insisted as they made their way downstairs.
After Avery grabbed all her stuff, they headed back outside.
Xander was parked out front in a black pickup, idling. He rolled down the window.
“Everyone’s accounted for. The building’s empty,” Xander murmured. “Grab the gasoline and light it up.”
While Avery hopped in beside Xander, Sonny grabbed the gas tank from the bed of the truck. He ran back and poured a good stream of gas on the floor of the main room and up to the entrance, then flicked on his lighter and set it ablaze. He watched for a moment as the fire caught and spread, the flames flickering and snapping to life. It only took a minute for it to build to a raging inferno and Sonny headed back outside, pouring more gas and lighting up the exterior, throwing the can in to burn along with the rest of the place. Just to be safe. A fire like that, with the volume of alcohol inside the club and gas furnaces, would burn for hours. Maybe days. Any evidence would be destroyed. Or so he hoped. Dumping bodies in lakes or rivers was better, but he worked with what they had.
Sonny slid into the truck beside Avery as Xander peeled out of the parking lot, and back to the rendezvous point nearby.
“I found the owner’s office and grabbed her computer. She didn’t have cameras on the outside but plenty inside. I erased all the footage. I gotta wipe her hard drive when I get back.”
They drove to the rendezvous point, an abandoned gas station nearby. Avery got changed. A few members were wounded, but most had minor injuries. They hadn’t lost a single member which made Sonny proud as fuck.
Back in his own vehicle, with Avery in the passenger seat, Sonny could finally breathe again. He took her left hand and held it the entire time they drove home. It was strange and humbling for him to have a partner like this. Avery saw all of him, the bad and the good. In his case, more of the bad.
Avery didn’t talk, but instead stared out the window. He wondered how she was processing tonight. She’d seen her fair share of the injured and the dead but not on this kind of scale. Would she be ready to bolt from the club? Maybe this wasn’t the life she wanted to live.
The possibility of losing Avery set off a powerful terror inside him, one that was far more dangerous than any enemy he’d ever faced.
But if her tight grip on his hand was any indication, Avery was not letting go. She knew this life and chose this life. She would never leave.
And if she tried?
Sonny might just have to lock her in the bunker again.
28
AVERY
Having a gun to your head sure put things in perspective.
Avery had plenty of time on the ride back to think about her life since it had just flashed before her eyes.
She knew one thing for sure.
As she stood there with Galen’s gun against her head, she knew that Sonny was it. She fucking loved that man like crazy. He made her feel things she’d only dreamed about.
Avery was ready to love him, fight with him, and most of all, stand beside him, no matter what.
No one could understand their way of life unless you were living it. She never cared about other people’s perception of her, and she wasn’t gonna start now.
She hardly noticed how long it took to drive back home and before she knew it, they were pulling into the compound.
“We need to have our stories ready when the cops come to call,” Avery murmured as they parked.
Sonny shut off the engine and stared at her, his intense expression giving nothing away.
“You know the drill. We don’t say anything. That’s what we pay our lawyers for. We don’t say nothing, and they get nothing.”
“And if they’re able to find something?” Avery asked.
