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“Yeah, both are in the back warehouse right now. Need me to go get them?” Narrowing my eyes at him I give him a shake of my head. This punk ass bitch knows better than that shit. The back warehouse is off limits to prospects. It’s not the first time a prospect has tried to find a reason to go back there though. It’s patched in brothers and enemies only.
I head out through the back door, through the backyard solid metal gate and head left to the warehouse. I could have taken the hidden underground tunnel we have, but I ain’t in no hurry. We built this place years ago and no one except members knows it’s here. We painted the damn thing the same color as the surrounding trees, also helps we covered the roof shingles with fake grass, so when the helicopters and shit fly overhead all they see is forest on the other side of our fences.
Sure, our clubhouse has been raided a time or two, but cops never find shit. And it’s because of this building. It’s hidden, camouflaged, the perfect place to do all our business. Digging my keys outta my pocket I quickly unlock the door and shut it behind me.
“Manic? Wiz? Where you at brothers?” I shout. This huge ass warehouse at least gives me an echo so wherever they’re at in it, they’ll still hear me.
“Over here.” They call back and I look to the right and see them at the computers we have set up. Perfect. “What’s up?” Manic asks.
“Got some shit I want you to do for me. I want a full background check done on Anara. I wanna know everything, from what she did as a baby to who she’s fucked, everything. And Wiz, I want you on the fucker that thinks he’s dating her now. Something shady about him.”
“Yeah brother, sounds good. Anything else?”
I clench my jaw. “Anara mentioned an ex, he was a biker, treated her like shit. It’s why she says we’ll never work. Look into him too, find out everything about him. But come to me only about this shit, if it’s anything Pres needs to know, I’ll tell him myself.”
Wiz is already working on my assignment I notice so it’s Manic that answers me. “You got it brother. I doubt it will take us long.”
Fist bumping him, I head back to the clubhouse, needing to work off some frustration. “Hey Dirty, want to play?” One of my usual blondes asks, sliding her hands over my chest.
“Yeah.” I settle down onto the one of the couches and she gets to work, yanking my dick out of my pants and sucking me off like the expert she is. Thrusting my hips up I hit the back of her throat and hold her head against me until she struggles to breath and release her. I grunt, fuck she’s good.
“What about me, baby?” Another whore saunters over to me, not wearing any clothes. I lift my chin and she climbs over the blonde to sit on my stomach, so the other bitch doesn’t lose my dick and shoves her tits in my face.
I suck on her tits while finger banging her, as my dick gets worked over. “Hate to break up the party, but I need a word Dirty.” I throw the bitch off me but grab the back of the blonde’s head and thrust quickly into her mouth finding release, then shove her off and put my cock back in my jeans. Disappointed that I couldn’t shove my dick in their asses, but at least I got off.
“What’s up Manic?” I wasn’t expecting him to be done so soon.
“I’ll show you.” I follow him out back and down to Hangman’s office and frown. “Didn’t wanna go all the way back out to the warehouse. Plus, I know you can’t break shit in Hangman’s office without him shooting ya.” He smirks and I shake my head, taking a seat.
“What’d you find?”
“Fuck man, it’s not good. Hangman should have done this search on her the minute she started coming around his kid, but the old fuck probably just thought she was clean. She might be, but her past is not.”
He boots up his laptop and information about Anara fills the screen, causing my blood to boil. Hospital reports from the time she was four until four years ago, probably just before she moved here. Everything is there, from cuts and bruises and broken limbs to miscarriages and broken noses. “Holy fuck.” The hospital even kept pictures of every incident too.
“My thoughts exactly. Her mother apparently is a piece of work. Makes Melissa’s mother looks like a fuckin’ saint.” Manic lights up a joint, “Found out that she cut off all contact with her mother when she hit eighteen. Hospital records stopped for a few years, while she was away at College, then a year later, they started back up again.” He looks at me before tapping on the keys and pulls up a picture of a man we know.
“Why’s Hunter Jackson on your screen?” I ask needing to know that a Jacks Devil has nothing to do with Anara’s past.
“Turns out this was Anara’s ex. Practically grew up together before they started dating. They start dating, hospitals start seeing her all over again. We don’t know anything more than this basic shit, but Wiz is working on getting in touch with people from her hometown so we can get more information about shit we can just have records of.” I nod, fuck, why didn’t she ever tell us she knew a fuckin’ Jacks.
“You do know you have to tell Hangman, right? He’ll want her brought in and questioned, see if she knows anything or fuck, if she was planted here on purpose.” Hangman would kill her if he thought even for a second, she was sent here to get intel for the Jacks.
“We’ll wait until Wiz is finished his shit, then I’ll talk to Anara myself. Hangman won’t be back for another two weeks, so we can hold off and then go to him when she knows shit. I doubt Anara is here as a rat, that bitch doesn’t come here, or really talk to any of us.”
Manic nods blowing out smoke. “Truth, I think she left the fucker and ran here, unknowingly stepping into our territory. She seems solid, and I’d feel bad for Melissa to lose the one friend she has here if she is a rat.”
Fuck. This is not good shit. “What about the man she’s been seen with? Jared whatever the fuck?”
“That’s where the plot thickens.” Wiz says finally, finishing up his computer searches. “Jared Storm also known as DEA Agent Jared Wallace. Came here at the request of our lovely mayor. What we don’t know yet is what he’s doing with Anara.”
My head snaps back in shock. Fuck me, Hangman is gonna kill her.
