Chapter Eleven

Grim

“Jade finally feeling better?” Swift asks, taking a pull from the beer in his hand.

“Yeah, she’s perfect,” I say, smiling at the hall the women just walked down.

“Didn't take long,” Loki smirks at me.

“For what?” I ask, raising a brow at him.

“For you to fall straight on your ass, too. To drool after her like a sick puppy,” he chuckles.

“Who wouldn't with an ass like that?” I smirk back.

“You ain't kidding, man, that woman had the nicest fucking….” Grease starts, but my growl cuts him off. He rolls his eyes and throws his hands in the air. “Damn, I was trying to compliment her! You all are so touchy.”

“Oh, big talk for a man pining after someone else’s woman. Let's start talking about the tits on…” Hitter says, laughing as Grease's face shuts down, and he slams his fist on the table.

“Point made,” he says through gritted teeth.

“If we’re done with the bullshit, I have something I need to discuss with you all. We can handle the details in church if need be, but this is more of a heads up,” I tell the group, looking at their faces so they know I'm serious. My gaze lands on my Prez, and he gives me a chin lift to continue.

“Robby Mullins,” I say simply.

“Who the fuck is Robby Mullins?” Loki asks, pulling out his blade and scratching the top of his head with the tip. I swear, if he’s sitting for more than five minutes, he has to fiddle with his damn blades.

“Robby Mullins is the fucker who blackmailed my woman into a date. A date where he was a complete ass, called her fat, took her to a deserted road, tried to rape her, and made her run through the woods and on the side of the road the night I found her,” I say, trying to keep my cool.

“Mother fucker,” a chorus goes around the table.

“I finally got the full story from Jade. Needless to say, I’ve been ready to commit murder but, unfortunately, been busy.” I haven't forgotten about the fucker, but I have kept tabs on him to ensure he’s nowhere near my girl. She told me her mom had banned him from entering the shop and threatened to call the cops, but I know that won't stop a piece of shit like Robby for long.

“What is your plan?” Hitter asks.

“Right now, I just want to have a little chat with Robby-boy. Make sure he knows his ass better stay away from my woman. I also want to ensure he never touches a woman without her permission again,” I say, thinking of all the ways I want to make that possible.

“I don't think we need church for that. How about you take Loki and Hitter for a visit?” Swift suggests, smiling. “I’m assuming Comp already has his address?”

“As well as everything little Robby has tried to keep secret,” Comp says with disgust.

“Hey! Why don't I get to have a little fun?” Grease complains.

“Because you promised the kids you would have their dirt bikes up and running today. I think one of them is still bogging,” Loki tells him.

“Shit. I meant to fix that one last night. Should be an easy fix, but I’ll stay and get that taken care of.” Grease nods.

“Now, Comp, tell us what we need to know,” Swift says, crossing his arms.

“This isn't the first accusation he has on file. There was another girl that worked with him at the bank. She reported him but left town soon after. She transferred to a different bank almost halfway across the country,” Comp says, shaking his head.

“Okay, you all go pay our friend a visit. Make sure he knows we are watching him and if he steps a toe out of line. He’s done,” Swift says before tapping his hand on the table.

“Anything else y’all need to talk about? I’m calling for church tomorrow. We have a run coming up, and I think Volt and Drift are coming back into town,” Swift says, addressing the table. We all nod, knowing he really wants to get his woman and have some alone time. I plan on doing the same thing after I take care of the asshat.

“Let’s ride,” I tell Loki and Hitter as we go outside to our bikes. I know Swift will tell the women we have business to attend to, but I need to get this shit done. Ain't no way I’m letting my woman’s momma come to any trouble because of a pencil dick like Robby Mullins.

We make it across town and to his cookie-cutter little house. It would be nice if it didn't hold straight garbage inside. I look over at the houses next to Robby’s and make sure no one is poking around. We can’t get caught out here. We have friends on the force, and maybe the new chief is in our pockets, but we still don't want to make things messy. We walk straight up to the door. I bring my foot up and kick it in without bothering to check if it's unlocked. The first thing we hear is screaming from the back of the house. We all three draw our weapons and rush toward the sound. When we make it to the back room, the scene in front of us has us all raging.

Robby is lying on top of a woman or girl; I'm not quite sure either way. Her hands are tied together with zip ties, and she is fighting with all she has as tears stream down her face. I charge into the room, and Loki is right at my side as we come down on top of this stupid piece of shit. We don't hold back as we kick and beat the asshole, but this won’t be enough. First, he tried to force himself on my woman. Now, we caught him attempting to rape the girl. I turn back at her whimpers and see Hitter holding his hands up and slowly approaching her.

“We’re not going to hurt you, Hunny. That piece of shit over there tried to do this same thing to my buddy's woman. We came back to make sure it didn't happen again. How old are you?” he says softly, but the girl still struggles.

“Hi, sweetheart. My name is Gray Adams. I’m a doctor over at Emory Hospital. Can we untie you and get you some help?” She is only in her underwear and bra, and I look around and see a robe on the bathroom door. I hand her the robe, and she looks at us with a shaky voice that both breaks my heart and has me ready to kill.

“M-my name is Ellie, I just turned eighteen, and he told me h-he would take my family's home if I didn't go on a d-date with him. B-but after we went to eat, he wouldn't take me home. H-he made me come here. C-can I please go home? I just want to go home.” She bursts out crying, and Hitter quickly steps up to her and gets her out of the room.

I turn back to Robbie, smiling at the thought of using my tools on this motherfucker.

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