CHAPTER 25
*~* Molly *~*
The new lady at the reception desk is just great. She listens to my direction, and she understands how to make appointments, and most other things I need.
“Trudy, do you need anything else at the moment?” I ask her as I grab for my purse, which I’d left at reception when I arrived this morning.
“I think I’ve got it, Molly.” Trudy gives me one of her bright smiles. She smiles easily, and she is very nice to be around. “The gentleman who does the handiwork told me he was going to the local store to get some things he needed to fancy up the kitchen. Well, that’s what he said.”
“That’s Tim; he has free rein to do what is needed. If he needs anything from you it’s okay; just leave me a note in case he forgets.”
“Okay, Molly, I can do that.”
“If you have time, can you do an inventory of what you have here at reception. We had an issue with the last one and think she was stealing the office products to sell. If we are short of anything for any of the offices, let me know and I will get an order placed immediately.”
“Oh, my, that is disgusting. I mean you wouldn’t get much cash for pencils, pens, notepads would you?” Trudy looks aghast, and I have to agree with her; it’s not that much in the scheme of things these days.
I tuck my purse under my arm and head out the door. I know Trudy will get on with her job as she’s so proficient, so I’m not going to worry about the reception area at all.
Outside I wave at prospect Leo and the brother of the day, Winger.
Honestly, it’s difficult to keep track of all these names.
I actually called Riddle, Piddle by mistake last week.
His face was horrified, and I realized what I’d done and broke down laughing, all the while trying to apologize.
Obviously, Riddle didn’t think it was funny, but my goodness it really was.
Winger shouts, “Where are you heading?”
“The Barber Shop!” I do my best to shout back, and he must hear me as he gives me a nod. They both follow behind me as I walk the short distance. Once reaching the shop I open the door and smile at Andy who is sweeping thick dust and dirt from the floor.
“Hi, Molly. We have everything ripped out and ready for the new now.” Andy leans his broom handle against the wall and walks over to me.
“Wow, you have really worked hard. Nothing left of what was here when I came last. But it is ready now for the rebuild, if I can call it that.”
Thorn appears from the back of the shop, which I know leads to the restrooms. “Hi, Molly, what do you think?”
“I just said to Andy that you have worked hard to get everything removed and ready to put all the new in.” My eyes roam around the empty shop, and it sounds hollow at this point.
But I can see the plans in my mind of what Andy and Thorn want to do with the place.
“It’s going to be good. I can see it in my mind's eye, and it will look great when you have finished it.”
“President Whack is awesome and has been more than surprising in his support. All the things you think you know about a motorcycle club could be wrong. Depending on the club, I suppose. I’m happy I got away from the farm and am now with Andy and have a goal to reach for.
” Thorn gives me a look that I’m not sure how to read, but I reach out and squeeze his forearm gently.
It’s enough that he gives me a small smile, which makes me smile in return.
“So, are the brothers going to help you get this place in order?” I ask as I step away from them and further into the room.
Andy replies, “Yes, Prophet, Chips, Bear and Winger are coming to help. They have the list of things we need and are purchasing and arranging delivery. We just have to go to the wholesale place and get paint for the walls.”
“Cool, I think you two, and myself were lucky to meet Breaker as he inadvertently brought us here and had our lives going in a different, but a better direction.”
Andy throws his arm around my shoulders and kisses my temple. “Molly, I think I would have been dead by now. They would have come back after that last beating, and it would have been the next beating that would kill me. I’m positive that is what would have happened.”
Thorn I notice is nodding in agreement, which makes this all so frightening. “Well, let’s not be morbid. We are here now. We have better lives. We won!”
Andy gives me a huge toothy smile. “We did, didn’t we!”
My phone rings and taking it out of my purse I see it is Bri calling. “I have to answer this guys.” I step away from them and take the call.
“Hi, Bri, what’s up?”
“Molly, tonight we are coming to sneak you out of yours. The MC has Carrie-Anne in the shed…”
“What?” I gasp, my eyes flicking to Andy as I don’t want him to know what’s going on if we are going to be sneaking. I lower my voice, but it is harder than with my last words. “That bastard never said a word to me last night. I’m going to kill him when I’ve killed her.”
“You are going to do a lot of killing, Molly.” Bri laughs.
“Yeah, I am. I’ll be an expert and Whack can use me as an assassin…”
“Shut up!” Bri laughs at my ridiculous statement. “You be ready to sneak out the back so those watching the front of your place don’t see you. If Breaker is home, he’ll have to be asleep before we get you out, so text me with what is happening.”
“Okay, I can do that. I’ll make him a very strong nightcap if necessary.” I giggle because only I know that I have sleeping medication from the doctor for my insomnia. Thankfully, I’ve not had it lately, so I can, if needed slip one into his nightcap.
“Everything okay?” Thorn asks when I put the phone back into my purse.
“Yes, everything is wonderful. I’ve got to get back to work now or I’ll be getting my marching orders.” I get out of the shop and make my way quickly back to the practice before I’m in trouble for my lunch taking too long.
It is late in the evening, and Breaker is lying next to me alternately snoring or rolling around.
He’s taken to throwing an arm around my waist and tucking my back into his front.
I gave him the sleeping pill earlier, possibly too damn early as he keeps making slapping noises with his mouth as though he’s waking up.
Well, what’s done is done, and now I gently squeeze my way out from under his arm.
I tucked my pillow where I had been, and he pulled it to him, laying his arm and head against it before going back into hopefully a peaceful sleep.
Out of bed, I rush around and get dressed. I wear dark jeans, a tee and a black hoodie that is Breakers. It’s very large on me and nearly goes to my knees, but it will keep me under cover if needed when I get to the compound.
Stepping out of the front door of the house, I lock it, and rush over to Bri’s vehicle. Opening the door, I close it as quietly as I can and turn to look at her.
“Well, you know we are going to be in biiiggg trouble after this don’t you?” Bri has a damn huge smile on her face.
“No, don’t tell me. I do not want to know, and if I see you walking like you’ve been horse riding for a month, then I’m walking in the opposite direction.”
Bri laughs and mumbles something that sounds like, she can’t wait.
I’m not sure about Bri and Marcia because they seem on the weird side when it comes to punishments.
I’m not having anyone touch my ass, and that is the end of the matter.
I said it more than once, and I’ll say it again, it’s an exit only.
“Where is Marcia?”
Bri giggles, “She’s around the back of the compound.
We found some wire snippers, and we are cutting a hole in the fence so we can sneak through without risking the prospect on the gate.
We can reach the shed from the back, but we’ll have to be careful in case there is prospect or brother on some kind of guard duty. ”
“Oh, I never thought of that.” I twist my hands together in thought. If there is a brother on guard how are we going to get rid of him? I’m sure Bri or Marcia will have it planned, so I’m just going to go with it.
At the back of the compound, we join Marcia after leaving Bri’s vehicle under a willow tree. That was tricky, getting under it and then getting out of the vehicle and away. But it covered it, and it was an ingenious idea.
We don’t speak as we push our way through the hole Marcia has made in the fencing.
I can’t help but think that she is right we are going to be in trouble.
We reached the shed, which is an old building that housed garden and vehicle equipment, Bri told me.
Converted into ‘The Shed’, which is how it’s spoken of covertly.
Bri whispers. “Nobody on guard duty. They must have her locked down tight to leave her without someone watching her?”
Marcia replies while whispering. “Do you think there will be a brother inside?”
I’m keeping quiet because I have no idea what to expect when I walk into the place. I follow behind the two of them, not saying a word while my eyes are darting around the darkness for any sign of movement.
Opening the door, which was not locked. We look at each other before looking around to see if we are walking into a trap but don’t hear or see anything, so we enter, close the door quietly and move forward to the next door we see.
This door squeaks a little, and we stop in fear someone will hear. My pulse is beating fast, and although I want to come face-to-face with Carrie-Anne I don’t really want to get caught and punished.
The third door has us in a room that looks like nothing is here, but that can’t be right? Bri and Marcia are standing next to me with the same puzzled look. There is a rug, two easy chairs and a small table. No more doors? There has to be something if they use this as ‘The Shed’ surely to goodness?
Stepping forward, I grab the edge of the rug and pull it back.
Revealing a trapdoor in the floor. I look at Marcia as she gasps with shock.
Bri is shaking her head as though to say, sneaky.
I open the door and head down the stairs that have been revealed.
They are rough and wobbly as they are wooden, but at least there are a few lights around here so we can see where we are going.
At the bottom of the stairs, there are two doors.
The first one is slightly open, and empty.
The second one is locked, and we can hear someone speaking inside.
Bri taps my shoulder and points to a key hanging on the wall next to the door, and I grab it right before looking at Bri and Marcia. “Are you two ready?”
“Oh, yes.” “Let’s do it.” They reply at the same time.
Pushing open the door Bri enters first. Marcia follows her inside, and I bring up the rear. I pull the door closed and lock it, which will give us time if one of the brothers comes down here to check.
Carrie-Anne is handcuffed to a metal table, which looks to be fastened to the floor. What surprises me is the second person handcuffed to the other side of the table. Angel in all her dirty glory.
“Well, well, well…” I laugh. “Look what we have here. Two thieves and disgusting family members. Carrie-Anne, you are a disgrace to your dead father’s name, and Angel you are the same. A petty thief, aren’t you, eh?”
“Get me out of here, Molly,” Carrie-Anne snarls.
I turn to Bri and Marcia. “Did you hear that? Get ME out of here. No mention of Angel at all, just herself.” I give her a vicious look, which for once makes her swallow hard and flinch.
“Selfish is what she is. You hear her, Angel, you see she’s going to leave you here to face the shit?
” Marcia pushes, but continues. “You know you are in more trouble than you can probably handle. Your daddy is dead, mommy nowhere in sight that I know of, and your uncle ditched you because you were a thieving bitch. Time to end you, ding, dong…you hear that, Angel? It’s the Grim Reaper coming for you. ”
Angel keeps her head down, but I can see tears running down her cheeks. It’s a bit late to be sorry now is what I think. Honestly, they think they can get away with murder. Literally too.
“So, Carrie-Anne…you told the Broken Cobras I would pay them for the money you stole from the boyfriend you were seeing, hmm? That right? Because you have no chance, I’ll never help you ever again.
I’m not sure if I should kill you now, or hand you over to the Cobras.
” Turning my back on the table, I walk to the door, and lean my back against it with my arms folded.
“You are my stepsister, and you have to get me out of here. You know Dad would want you to do that?” Carrie-Anne whines, thinking that mentioning my dad would help her. She’s got no chance at all.
“You’ve got a nerve talking to me about Dad.” I’m not going down that rabbit hole with this bitch. “You answer to me or the Cobras, which do you want it to be?”
Carrie-Anne laughs, and she must think I’m joking?
Well, she can think again. I walk over to the long table with all types of things on it.
I pick up a hammer and walk back to Carrie-Anne.
Without saying a word, I bring that hammer down on her handcuffed hands, and I hear bones breaking, along with her screams.
“Fuckin’ hell, Molly!” Bri shouts, but when I look at her she’s hopping from one foot to the other but is laughing and clapping her hands at the same time.
“Jesus! I didn’t know you had it in you, Molly.” Marcia laughs too.
Angel has passed out, and her head hit the table so hard I reckon the stupid bitch will have herself a concussion.
Banging starts on the other side of the door. Bri, Marcia and I look at each other, grimace and know we are in deep trouble. “Shall I open it?” Bri asks, and she sounds more than a little nervous.
Carrie-Anne is crying, with snot running down over her lips and chin.
I turn away while heaving a little at that sight, but I give Bri a nod.
Before she gets the key turned I dive for the table, pick up the Taser and light that up on my stepsister, laughing like a fiend as I watch her shaking and screeching.
The door flies open, and brothers pour into the room. Someone slaps the Taser out of my hand, which makes me tut and sigh. Looking up it’s Breaker and ‘Oh, dear,’ he looks a little angry!