Chapter 13
Thirteen
Blitz
The banging of the gavel on the table brings the daydream featuring my Sparrow to an end.
“We’ve got a problem, boys,” Raider calls.
“What the fuck happened last night?” Rhino asks, looking over at me.
“Blitz, would you like to walk us through what happened last night?” Raider nods.
Sitting straighter in my chair, I go through the events of the afternoon, starting with being cornered by Ivy before our run.
I make sure to leave out fucking my woman in the woods and move to when we found Nova standing against the wall.
I give them everything I can about what Nova had to say and what she did.
Thankful the entire thing was caught on camera.
“Hermes, can you pull up the video from last night?” I ask him.
Hermes clicks through some things before the large screen comes on and the video plays.
We’re all watching as Nova wraps her hand around Charlie's throat. Listening to Charlie gasp for air again causes my blood to heat. It’s about two minutes before the red dot appears on Nova's shoulder. Last night it felt like a lifetime. Nova’s words finally start to register in my brain just as the video comes to an end.
“Hermes, you’ve been digging into the Lucifer's Knights, correct?” My question seems to throw him off.
“Yeah,” Hermes answers, looking up from his laptop.
“In any of that searching did you find the name Bella May?” I ask.
“Let me look.” His fingers fly across the keyboard until several documents and pictures pop up on the screen.
The pictures are of Nova and an infant. In the next photo, Nova is sitting next to a brother, looking sad and broken, holding a tiny bundle. I wipe a hand down my face, my stomach sinking. Her words last night make more sense now.
“Well, that’s a development,” Remedy grumbles.
“Yeah, it really is,” I sigh.
“Her behavior and the things she said are starting to add up,” Anvil nods.
“What I want to know is where in the hell she kept getting the drugs from and how the fuck she was able to talk to NOS the way she was,” Terro steeples his fingers in front of his mouth.
“We need to search her room and talk to Twitch about who would come and go,” Mercy growls.
“As soon as we get done here, Rhino and Token, you two take care of that. We need bodies, so I asked Anvil to bring the three men he would like to offer the opportunity to prospect. That way we’ll have some coverage for the next round of business,” Raider tells us.
We all nod in agreement, completely understanding where he is coming from.
“I want to bring a vote to promote Twitch to full brother,” Mercy shocks us all by saying.
Raider’s wide eyes turn to him. “Mercy? You sure about this? What if he was feeding the stuff to Nova?”
Mercy gives a single shake of his head. “He’s a good man. Would never hurt or let anyone else hurt the girls.”
“All in favor?” Raider calls without any further arguments.
Every brother in the room stands and gives their approval.
Terro gives a large grin. “I guess it’s a good thing I’ve already had his patch made and ready to go.”
Everyone gives a chuckle and cheers. After we quiet down and everyone takes their seats, Raider’s jovial mood drops instantly.
“I got a call last night about the same time Nova went off the deep end. NOS and his band of assholes are ready to meet.” He tells us.
“Okay, so what’s the plan?” Remedy sneers.
“The initial thought is that we take four to meet him and his crew. We will then send the rest of you on to their clubhouse to do away with the roaches left behind,” Anvil tells us.
“What about our clubhouse and the women here?” I ask them.
“That’s the purpose of the three prospects. Satchel and Twitch will stay behind to guard them and keep things even here,” Anvil tells the table.
“They’re your brothers in arms. Would it not make more sense to leave Anvil and a psycho twin here with them?” Token objects.
“We thought about that. The hope is that if the Knights have someone watching the clubhouse and they see all of us leave, it would throw them off,” Anvil sighs.
“I’m not sure I like leaving my woman here on a hope,” I state.
Anvil looks over at me. “How about I stay with them and send Twitch with y’all? Like you pointed out, I know these men, and they would lay their lives on the line for anyone here.”
I nod, “I think I can get behind that.”
“NOS wants to meet in three days. Blitz, tomorrow I want routes and options,” Raider demands.
“I’ll get it done,” I nod.
“Alright, now that we have a plan, let's go welcome our newest brother and new prospects.” Raider laughs, hitting the gavel then standing.
Just as Raider takes a move toward the door, Hermes curses, typing a mile a minute.
The TV on the back wall fills the screen, and on it is the news covering a story about an explosion.
As we watch the TV, the camera pans the building, and that's when we see the Lucifer's Knights’ colors painted on the side of the building. What the fuck?
“What the fuck?” Remedy whispers.
The camera pans back, picking up some of the crowd, and Anvil growls, “That motherfucker. How the fuck?”
“What the fuck did you see?” Rhino is searching the screen.
“Hermes, take it back to just as the crowd comes into view and then stop.” Hermes does as Anvil says.
Anvil stands and walks to the TV, pointing at the bottom right of the screen. “Zoom in right here.”
As Hermes does, a large, dark-skinned, dark-haired man is standing there. From the back, he looks like anyone else. Anvil tells him to hit play but to slow it down. The news report starts up again, but slower, and that’s when I fucking see it.
Dragon.
“Motherfucker,” Raider hisses.
“I’m going to kill him,” Mercy sneers.
“What the fuck?” Terro chuckles.
“Anvil, I want you to reach out to him. Find out what the fuck is going on and why he did what he did,” Raider barks. “There is nothing we can do about this right now. We’ll have to wait for them to reach out to us. Until then, let’s have a great fucking night.”
We all whoop and holler as we make our way out of church to the great room.
The three new guys are sitting at the bar with the club girls wrapped around them.
My Sparrow is standing at the opposite end with Ainsley and Tasia looking as if they are scheming.
Raider and Mercy make a beeline for their women, and I follow suit.
Going around the bar, I sweep the braid over her shoulder, kissing the back of her neck.
I whisper in her ear, “I really like your hair braided like this.”
She looks back at me, giving me the softest smile. “I’ll be sure to wear it like this more often then.”
I kiss her temple. “Good girl.”
My Sparrow melts at the praise. I step into her back, pressing my erection against her.
My girl, being who she is, leans forward on the bar, pressing her ass back against me.
I’m just about to grab her and take her to the closest place that doesn’t have prying eyes when Raider moves to stand on one of the tables.
He first looks in our direction. “Charlie, I need you to get a shot ready for everyone here.”
“You got it, Prez,” she answers, stepping away from me to do exactly what he asked of her.
I slap her on the ass as she walks away from me, smirking when she squeaks before turning her glare on me. With a small smile on my face, I make my way from behind the bar to lean on it next to Tasia, who is bouncing in her seat.
“This is the first time I’m getting to see one of these,” she mumbles excitedly.
“Usually, we would throw a huge ass party. Right now, that’s not going to happen. When we settle shit with the Knights, we’ll do just that.” I grunt.
“Alright, alright,” Raider calls over the group, settling us down. “I want to start with we usually invite a shit ton of brothers and throw a big fucking party when we do this. However, with everything going on, we don’t have time for that at this moment.”
A round of boos rings out across the room. Raider sighs, crossing his arms over his chest, glaring across the room. He lets us go on for a few minutes before waving his hands in a quiet down motion. We all quiet down as Charlie and Sunny make their way through the crowd, passing around shots.
“As soon as things are settled and we’re not looking over our shoulders all the time, we’re going to throw one hell of a fucking party,” Raider calls out, shot raised.
We all hold our shots up. “To the ones fallen and gone but never forgotten.” We say as a club, and we shoot our shots.
Like they’ve been working together for years, Sunny moves through taking empties as Charlie passes another round of shots.
As she passes me, I loop my finger into the top of her jeans, stopping her.
She looks up at me, eyes wide. Leaning forward, I give her a quick kiss on her lips and then her temple.
“Alright, let's get to the point! Twitch, I need you up here,” Raider calls out.
Twitch makes his way up to Raider, ever the stone wall he is. Raider waves at the chair next to him. Twitch steps up onto the chair, looking out over the crowd. Raider lays a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently.
“Twitch, can you please slide your cut off?” Raider states sadly.
The man looks at Prez and then out over the crowd before sliding it off. He slowly and reluctantly hands it over to Prez. Raider takes it, looking the cut over before addressing the brothers with it held high.
“You wear this as a symbol of brotherhood, devotion to being there for the underdog, and never letting another person disrespect you or your brothers. You respect what it means and the men that have come before you to make this club one not to fuck with.” Raider turns, looking at Twitch.
“Twitch, do you agree to uphold all things that are Kings of Anarchy? Protect those who can’t protect themselves, never allow anyone to fuck with you, and always back your brothers. Do you agree?”
He cocks an eyebrow. “I agree to continue doing what I do.”