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Prologue
REMEDY
I thought I had seen it all growing up in a place where men ruled and women had little to say. Don’t get me wrong…we were respected, but this wasn’t your usual MC.
Where other clubs liked to keep peace in their town and stay away from trouble, the Ruthless Knights liked to raise hell wherever possible.
These men were feared wherever they stepped foot in, and with just one stupid look from an outsider, they were ready to pull a gun.
They lived up to their name to the fullest, ignoring all kinds of laws when they felt like it.
Good thing about it all, the law never caught them during their gruesome acts of violence. Those mostly happened behind closed doors. And if there was an occasional fight or shooting, they covered it all up or blamed it on others.
Not even the police liked to get involved with the Knights. But there was a reason.
The men in this club were good people. Deep down, they did all this to protect their brotherhood and us women. And while they should’ve been punished for the things they did, they did get rid of people who did worse.
Way worse.
Unspeakable things that often left me with a thick knot in my throat and an upset stomach.
In the clubhouse, they talked freely about those things. Made sure everyone knew who their next victim was.
I never understood why they wanted us to know. Especially us kids.
I was born into this world, and the things I heard when I was still a kid made it difficult for me to sleep at night.
I often had nightmares, was scared to sleep in the dark, and often times were afraid to look into any of the men’s eyes.
My father, Falco Sloane, also called Doc, took me to the clubhouse thirty-six hours after I was born. He wanted to show me off to his brothers.
My mother passed away after giving birth, and I never got to meet her. And to this day, I questioned if my mother would’ve been okay with this.
With her only daughter being pulled into this world. Dad’s world. Now he was dead too, and he didn’t even get a funeral.
That was my uncle’s choice. Woodrow Sloane, president of the Ruthless Knights. As Dad’s brother, you would think he’d pay him respect by having a gravestone placed somewhere special. But that wasn’t the case.
Dad betrayed the club, and his brothers didn’t bother granting him his last wish. To be buried next to my mother.
Instead, they dumped him in the ocean and showed no remorse.
It’s been eight months, and I was still trying to find peace with the thought of losing Dad. But every time I cried, Woodrow shot me a stern look and said, “You’re a big girl, Remi. Stop crying for the person he had become.”
I didn’t cry for the person Dad had become. I cried for the person he was. The father I lost. The man who raised me.
Up until the day they found out about his betrayal, he was still a good man.
My father used to be a doctor before he became a member, hence the nickname. And it turned out that he used his old connections to the hospital to smuggle pills to people that Woodrow considered enemies.
Turned out that those people used those pills to sedate young girls and women, to then have them shipped off to a different country where they’d get sold.
Dad denied that he ever got to see any of the big money those people made from trafficking, but it turned out that he did.
It was a very large sum.
Everything he did was soon known all over the States, making the Ruthless Knights a target for other MC’s. Dad put us in danger, and the only way out of this mess was for him to leave. But no MC accepted for him to stay alive.
They demanded his death, and Woodrow had to decide. It wasn’t an easy decision, but to save the club from attacks, he chose to end Dad’s life. And the lives of all the people he had helped traffic those innocent girls.
