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Once in his car he was about to crank the engine and follow the SUV, but he spotted a taxi pulling up to the front gates. He watched as a young woman got out, a suitcase in her hand.
She stood there for several seconds just staring at the MC, the taxi finally pulling away moments later.
It was clear she was at war with herself. When she finally made her way to the gate and was let through, Nando leaned back in the driver’s seat.
He didn’t have time to be curious about some bitch that was involved with the Bleeding Mayhem, but then again, she might be a little leverage in this game.
This was a war, and he was going to be the victor one way or another.
24
This had to be a mistake, she knew that, but Allie didn’t know where else to go. She gripped the handle of the suitcase tightly and breathed out slowly as she walked up the paved driveway to the Bleeding Mayhem clubhouse.
Only glancing over her shoulder once, she saw the two MC members that had let her through the gates staring at her. Focusing forward again, Allie felt her heart thundering.
She didn’t know how her mother would react to her being here. Her mom had left years ago, and they’d spoken rarely as the years went on, but her mother was all the family Allie had.
Her father, that worthless asshole, was drunk more times than not, and as soon as Allie graduated high school, she had told herself she’d leave. Well, she had, but it had been into the arms of an abusive man that took from her more than she was willing to give.
Now at twenty-three she was tired of the shitty life she’d always thrown herself into and wanted a fresh start.
She hoped she found that here, or at least had her mother’s support and help in getting there.
Grabbing the handle of the front door she pulled it open. The music was the first thing that slammed into her, followed by the scent of cigarette and weed smoke. But Allie was used to this type of scene.
Her father had been the partying type for as long as she could remember. Allie had just been used to locking herself in the basement and cranking her own music up, drowning out the sounds above her.
She waited for her vision to adjust, and then glanced around the clubhouse. It was clearly a party scene, but it was surprisingly clean. Leather couches were on one side, pool and foosball tables on the other.
A full bar was up against the wall across from her, and there was a hallway next to that. Some closed doors were scattered around, and pictures of men on motorcycles and women half-dressed hung from the ceiling along with a half dismembered Harley.
It was quite a scene.
“Hey, honey, I think you’re in the wrong place.”
Allie looked over at the woman who spoke. She was drunk, or at least smelled like a brewery. She also had on a tube top that was pulled down so one of her tits was hanging out.
Her skirt wasn’t much better, not with the damn thing pulled down low and nearly showing off her pussy.
“No, I’m in the right spot. I’m looking for Barbie.” Allie didn’t know if her mother was going by that name or not, especially since she was at the clubhouse. But given the way the woman looked confused, Allie had to assume she either wasn’t here, or she didn’t go by Barbie.
The woman turned and faced the people milling around. “Hey, anyone know a Barbie?”
There was a rush of murmurs, some people shaking their heads. Allie started to get discouraged that maybe her mother had bailed on this location, as well.
But she’d just spoken to her a month ago—and before that it had been going on a year since they’d talked. Her mother wasn’t exactly the winner of Mother of the Year.
And then there she was, coming out of the hallway, her focus on her skirt as she pulled it down. A big guy in leather followed behind, buttoning up his pants and fixing his belt.
Nice.
“Anyone know a Barbie?” the woman hollered out again.
Allie’s mother snapped her head up, and their gazes clashed.
Yeah, Mom, it’s really me.
Her mother walked up to her, stared at Allie for long seconds, and then pulled her in for a hug. She smelled like cigarettes and sex, a scent that had Allie wrinkling her nose.
