CHAPTER 3
*~* Breaker *~*
To say I’m happy to be back at the clubhouse is an understatement, but I’m more than pissed they have my hog. Heading to my room I carry a bag of clothes that Bri has sent for Molly. Bri is short for Bridget and she is Saddle’s Old Lady.
Molly was not happy to be told by Whack she was here, and she’s staying here until the shit with the Cobras was dealt with.
But he said he would have Bull, short for Bulldog as once he gets a bit between his teeth he doesn’t let go until he knows everything, check where the stepsister has disappeared to.
It seems that Carrie-Anne, the disgusting, thieving stepsister has done a runner. She’s not been seen around her usual haunts. I can see the more negative information we get about the stepsister, the more Molly is getting angry. She’s going to explode by the time we find this stepsister.
Knocking on the door of the room that Molly was given, which is directly across from my room, I wait, and if she doesn’t hurry the fuck up, I’m just going in.
The door opens, and Molly pops her head out.
I can see she’s in a towel and her hair, which I now see is halfway down her back is dripping wet.
“I brought you some clean clothes that Bri, Saddle’s woman, dugout and she said the underwear still has labels, so don’t freak out about them.
” I give her a shit-eating grin because when Bri handed me the clothing she gave me a rundown on how women feel about second-hand panties.
“Thank you, Breaker.” Molly holds her hand out and I pass her the clothes. “I’m sorry I was snappy earlier, but I’m stressed and worried. I have an apartment I need to get back to, and a job that is probably lost at this point.”
“Don’t worry too much. Give me the address and I’ll speak to Whack about going and contacting with your landlord. Where do you work?” I lean against the door frame, which has the door opening a little wider, and I have to say the sight of Molly in a towel is a pleasant sight to see.
“Any sign of my freaking stepsister?”
Scowling because the information we have found so far shows this stepsister has been using Molly for years.
She has caused so much trouble that if she was my stepsister, I would have shown her the door years ago.
“We have not found her, but there are signs she was seeing one of the Cobras. That’s how she got into their office and stole their cash.
Well, we guess that is how she did it. As for where she is at the minute? No, we don’t know.”
“She has always been a slithering bitch. I’ve tried to disassociate from her for years. But every time I get away from her and start a nice new life she turns up and ruins it. I’m so over her and her antics. It’s a wonder she hasn’t been killed before now.”
I reckon Molly has forgotten she’s standing here with only a towel around her, but I’m enjoying the sight while I can. You can bet when she realizes the door will be shut in my face.
Floss, one of the club girls walks down the corridor toward us, and she’s slinging her hips, making her look a little ridiculous if I’m being honest. Now, I have hit her before and she gives good head, but she’s not one I’d hit on a regular basis.
I’m sure she’s trying to trap herself a brother, and an officer at that.
“Hi, Breaker,” Floss gives a breathy sigh, and I’m trying not to chuckle, but hearing Molly huff and mumble something under her breath has me smirking. “You up for something?” Floss continues.
“Do you not see there is a conversation going on here?” Molly states in a loud, clear and are you for real kind of tone.
“Oh, is that what you’re doing standing in a towel, enticing a brother. You going to join the club girls?” Floss snips back at Molly.
Molly straightens from where she was a little behind the door, to stepping towards Floss, holding the clothing I gave her tight to her chest, making sure the towel doesn’t slip I guess.
“Are your brains between your legs? Is that what makes all that bullshit spout out of your mouth? Do I look like I’m going to be sleeping around with the men here?
It seems to me there are plenty of women to be a hole for the men to slam, and I’m not and never will be like you.
” Now, before Floss or I can say anything, Molly steps into her room and slams the door closed, causing me to take a quick step back.
“Floss, get back to who you were doing, otherwise find something to do that you are actually paid to do. I’m not fuckin’ interested.
” I step into my room opposite Molly’s and close the door behind me.
I smirk to myself when I hear Floss give a shriek of frustration before storming back to wherever she came from. Bet she’s not swinging her hips now!
Three hours later, I’ve showered, changed, and had a nap. Now, I’m going to speak with Bull as I’ve just remembered I placed a tracker on my hog, just in case some asshole decided to steal her.
Walking into Bull’s office, which is covered in monitors, pc keyboards and fuck knows what else. “What can I do for you?” Bull asks as he spins his chair around when I enter.
“Do you remember we put a fuckin’ tracker on my hog?
We’ll be able to not only find my bike, but the fucker that has it.
He’s probably with the other assholes, too.
It gives us a way of knowing just where they are, and maybe see if they have a pattern we can use to our advantage.
” I take a seat and watch Bull as I can see the wheels turning in his mind.
I say nothing when he turns to his keyboard and starts tapping fast.
“Gotcha…” Bull mumbles to himself, but continues tapping. I know better than to disturb him when he’s concentrating. I also know he’ll tell me what he finds as soon as he is satisfied he knows enough.
The door opens fully and Smoker walks in. Smoker is one of the brothers that works at the mechanic's shop, but he’s a multi-talented brother. He can put his hand to anything, and he’s good with fire related issues, hence his name.
“My informant…” Smoker starts to say, but is interrupted by Bull.
“You mean your latest side piece?” Smoker chuckles, rubs his chin, and replies, “Well, yeah, you’ve got me there.
But, anyway, she has just contacted me and said there is an MC walking around town, and on hogs too.
Looking as though they are checking out the town.
She told me it made her and others nervous as they seemed to check out all the women. ”
That has both myself and Bull sitting straighter and taking notice. I ask, “Did she see the colors?”
“Oh yeah. Broken Cobras MC.” Smoker gives us both a look that we know well. He’s going to do something stupid if we don’t get a plan in place quickly.
“You two, wait until I’ve spoken to Pres ‘cause he may call church.” Bull stands and gives us the nod to get the fuck out of his office, which has me chuckling and Smoker grunting before saying under his breath, “What’s in here that we’d need to touch for fuck’s sake!”
As Smoker and I step into the rec room, we both suddenly stop as we see Molly sitting on top of Floss.
Now, Floss is a good fighter and has most of the club girls frightened of her.
But, at this minute, she is on the ground, on her back.
Her crop top has slipped over her tits, so they are in full view to everyone, and Molly is nearly nose-to-nose with her as she has her pinned down.
Both Molly’s legs are on either side of Floss’, but her feet are over Floss’ thighs, pinning her down.
It’s glaringly obvious that Floss has taken a hit as she has a nice blossoming red mark on her cheek.
I take a step forward, but Smoker grabs my arm, giving me a headshake to leave it be.
Turning my head back to the incident happening in front of everyone we all hear Molly clearly.
“If you ever try to touch me again, I’ll do more than punch you.
I’ll make sure you go down and never come back up.
You’ll need a fucking body bag. You get me? ”
Floss whimpers while nodding her head, but that’s not good enough for Molly. “Use words!” Floss replies weakly, “Yes.”
Molly stands and smacks her hands together like she’s getting rid of dirt on her hands, then states more to herself I think, than the rest of us.
“Now I need another shower.” Shaking her head, Molly storms out of the rec room, leaving everyone gaping, before looking at Floss who gingerly gets to her feet before scuttling out and toward her room.
Smoker chuckles. “Your girl has some sass, but she sure can follow through with it, Breaker.”
“She’s not my girl, but I agree she’s not going to be stepped on.”
Bull shouts to us and we head back to his office; something may have been decided between him and Whack?
Stepping into the office, Bull is already tapping the keyboard, but speaks at the same time.
“Pres is sending you two, as well as Vortex, Fury, Hellion, and Paxton to check out what’s going on.
If you need backup, you just give me a nod.
You keep your helmets on and the line to me active at all times. ”
“Yeah, no problem,” Smoker responds, slaps my shoulder hard enough for me to take a step forward and walks out of the office.
“Fuckin’ hell, you know he’s gonna want to mess with the fuckers if they are in town when we arrive don’t you?” I smirk at Bull.
Bull turns to look at me with a huge smile on his face, “Oh, yeah, why do you think Pres wanted him to go…oh, and the other crazy fuckers too.”
Thinking about it, Bull’s right, the four going with us are all crazy bastards, and will be ready to cause shit if it’s needed, or they just feel like it. Sighing, because I know shit is going to go down once we get to Eastridge, which is the town these fuckers have been seen at.
After getting ready in my room, I knock on Molly’s door because I don’t want her to think I’ve just disappeared and forgotten she is here. I owe her for helping me get out, and yeah, she got out too, but we did it as a team and I’ll not forget that.
Molly opens the door and gives me a wary look.
“I’ve gotta go out and run an errand for Pres.
You stay out of trouble.” I chuckle at the look she gives me, but I continue before she can give me any lip.
“I’ll be back later, but if you get any trouble with the club girls, you do what’s needed.
You are not a punching bag, physically or verbally. ”
“No problem. I’ll put them in their places.
I’m not here to mess with what they do, or who they do it with.
By the way, the phone you gave me I’ll need a charger.
I’ve continued to call Carrie-Anne, but no answer to any calls.
They are all going to voice mail. I reckon she’s ditched her phone.
” Molly looks sick as a pig about her stepsister and what’s going on, but we both know she has no control over any of it.
“Speak to Bull. He’ll tell you what he finds.
The brothers will be back from your apartment soon too I imagine, and you’ll know what’s going on, about that and your job.
” I say it with as much positivity as I can throw, but I think we both know that the apartment is going to be a target for the Cobras, and a no show at work can get her finished.
“Okay, I’ll do that. You should be careful wherever you are going. Those awful Cobra men are going to be after you still.”
I lean forward and kiss Molly’s forehead, surprising her and myself, but I cover my shock by smiling and tapping her nose. “I’ll stay safe. You behave while I’m gone.”
I did my job well, as Molly huffs and closes the bedroom door in my face, again. This door closing is getting to be a habit.