Chapter Thirty-One #2
“As I was diggin’ up information, I started to wonder why Ben has never faced jail time for a crime he’s committed over the last several years when he was in and out of juvenile detention centers from a young age.
He hooked up with the last person I would have expected to see—Mr. Bond.
TJ’s father is the leader of this entire thing.
He was the contact person for the ring Link broke up as well.
Every move bein’ made is directed by him and no one else.
Mr. Bond doesn’t use phones or email to communicate with Ben.
They were meetin’ in person at one of the casinos.
Both men would sit at the same table and enjoy casual conversation until the table cleared out and then they’d conduct business.
Now, Ben is on his own and he’s makin’ stupid decisions.
That’s why Mr. Bond wants to be out of jail so damn bad.
His entire plan is about to implode and he can’t put a stop to it,” I inform everyone around the table as Link’s face turns an alarming shade of red.
“Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me!” he explodes, standing so fast from his seat it crashes into the wall behind him. “All this shit is run by that fuckin’ monster? So, Annistyn and Taleah are connected in a way. Do we know if Taleah was ever on the list of victims to be kidnapped?”
“She was. When TJ and her broke up, she was almost abducted three times. Mr. Bond couldn’t stand her because she was sweet and pure.
TJ wasn’t able to break her the way he expected to happen because Bhodi and I made sure she had a backbone and stood up for herself when we weren’t there to protect her.
It took until she was in college for her to be that way, but he couldn’t destroy her which made Mr. Bond want to get his hands on her even more.
He was prepared to break her himself while TJ watched so he knew what to do in the future,” I tell the table as rage fills me once again because the thought of anyone taking Taleah for their personal amusement makes me want to go to the jail and spend some time with Mr. Bond.
I want to break him the way he thought he’d break my girl.
“Fuck,” Reckless whispers as Link takes his seat again and everyone continues to look at me for information.
“Ben is runnin’ everythin’ the exact same way.
There’s gonna be an auction and it’s once again an invitation only event.
They’re keepin’ the guest list extremely small this time because it means less risk.
We won’t be able to go in the same way Link did.
We’re gonna have to come up with an entirely different game plan for this one.
Maybe bring in some more men to help us out.
We all know the Phantom Bastards and Wild Kings will be here in a heartbeat to help us end this shit,” I explain as Reckless leans back to think how to handle this.
“Okay. I’ll call my grandpa and dad to see what they want to do.
If they have shit goin’ on, I’ll make the call to Grim, Gage, and Venom.
I know we can also call in members of the Fallen Brethren MC.
Savage is a member there. He’s Cage and Joker’s son with Skylar.
Their daughter Reagan is also married to a member of the club.
Dad also has two other clubs he might be able to bring in dependin’ on how many guys we actually need,” he says and I know that’s a ton of manpower if that many clubs come together for one job.
“When’s the auction? How much time do we have to put plans in place and figure this shit out?
” Link questions me and I can see the lingering rage beneath the surface because this situation is very personal for the two of us.
More so him than me because my girl managed to escape being kidnapped during each attempt and Annistyn wasn’t that lucky since she was sold.
“The auction is in three weeks. I can try to get an invitation, but no one from here will be able to go in. I have a feelin’ Mr. Bond knows all about our club and has researched us extensively before he was arrested.
We might have to use one of the club’s your dad knows to go there while we remain behind the scenes,” I say while looking at Reckless.
“That doesn’t give us much time to find the warehouse because the auction will take place there.
Ben doesn’t want to move the victims unless it’s absolutely necessary.
I’m gonna have to say somethin’ to Taleah about this shit.
She deserves to know the truth about her kidnappin’ attempts even if I keep the rest of it from her. ”
“You tell her what you feel she needs to know, Master. Link, you’re gonna have to talk to Annistyn about this situation because if we bring more girls back here to help, she’ll realize what’s goin’ on before anyone else in the clubhouse.
I don’t want her to end up backslidin’ because of this shit.
If she knows now, she can plan extra sessions with her therapist to help deal with the situation,” Reckless says as Link leans forward in his seat and rests his elbows on the table in front of him.
“I’ll talk to her today. Master, if you need us, let me know.
Annistyn will have no problem helpin’ Taleah talk through whatever she’s feelin’ because of this shit.
They can go to the ranch together if that’s what they need to do,” Link offers as Reckless begins to hand out orders of what he wants everyone to do.
“I’m headin’ back to Taleah’s. Might talk to her about stayin’ on the compound for now because Mr. Bond does still want revenge against her for TJ.
I’m not fuckin’ losin’ her because of the prick,” I say as several of the guys nod in response because they know Mr. Bond is becoming desperate knowing he can’t do anything to handle the shit storm Ben is turning this situation into.
Reckless calls church and we all head out.
I grab my laptop while Count takes the files from the table.
He’ll stash them in my office so they’re ready when I need them.
Grabbing my phone and gun from Evan, I head for my bike.
Riding through town, I don’t pay attention to anything else as I try to figure out the upcoming conversation I need to have with my girl.
I’m not sure how she’s going to handle this new information, but I’ll be right there with her through it all.
I’m not about to leave her alone if I can help it.
If she moves onto the compound, I can protect her while keeping everyone else safe as well.
No one around Taleah will be safe if they really want to get their hands on her.