Chapter Thirty-Three #2
Leaving Taleah and Dakota, I head back to the bar and stand in line with the rest of the guys to grab our dinner.
Reckless lets us all know we’re having church the second we’re done eating.
He wants an update on what new information I’ve discovered and he has to inform us about the calls he’s been placing.
We all start moving faster through the line so we’re not in church all night long.
I honestly want to be home with Taleah so I can find out what’s going on with her. Instead, I’ll be in a meeting.
Eating with Dakota and Taleah is fun. Dakota talks between bites of food and Taleah keeps cleaning Dakota’s face off until the little girl glares at her.
Taleah holds her hands up in surrender before going back to the food in front of her.
She’s eating a lot slower than normal and spends more time pushing her food around the plate than actually eating.
I go to say something before I notice all the guys standing from their seats and disappearing down the hallway.
“Doll, we’re havin’ church. If you want to rest in my room here until I’m done, you can. You’ve got the key for the door. Send me a message if you decide to go up to the house so I know where you are,” I tell her, leaning down and pressing a kiss against her temple.
“Okay, Rex. I’ll probably end up going to the house. I’m exhausted and just want to go to sleep, but I’ll let you know for sure,” she says before turning her attention back to Dakota.
After getting rid of my phone and gun, I head into our meeting room. Count hands over the files we’ve been putting together and I nod in response as we all take our seats around the large table.
“Church in session. First of all, I’ve heard back from a few clubs.
We’ll definitely have enough man power for this mission.
Grandpa is comin’ to town with the club, Grim is bringin’ the Wild Kings, and we’ve got a club named Knight’s Rebellion showin’ up.
Dad and Grandpa have worked with Knight’s Rebellion in the past and they’re the new faces we need for this shit.
I’ve talked to their President, Lash, and he’s on board to end this with us.
His brother, Judge, is also prepared to send some of his guys if we need them,” Reckless informs us as we all nod in response because this is good. “Master, what have you found out?”
“They’re runnin’ everythin’ exactly the same.
Bond reached out from jail. He sent an email because he didn’t believe the guards would check the contents.
One call to me and I know their entire plan,” I say while smiling because the asshole is so arrogant and entitled he doesn’t believe he’s going to get in trouble for this or the other charges against him.
“Ben has brought in seven new guys to help with the auction. I’ve got their information in the folders here.
Mainly low-level criminals who can’t keep a job and just want a huge payday.
Ben is makin’ big promises he won’t keep.
He doesn’t give up money easily and this time is no different.
“The auction is in two weeks now and I managed to get a friend’s help to secure an invitation.
She reached out on behalf of her ‘boss’.
Ben made her turn over financial records, all of the basic information, and he didn’t waste any time doin’ a background check on the boss.
She sent me a picture so we’ll have to find one of the guys who matches it the best to take the lead.
They didn’t change a single aspect of the auction.
Groups of ten men will go in at a time. They have a minute to check out all the girls and women before movin’ on.
Once everyone has had a chance to check them out, the auction will start.
“The girls will either be held in place by chains hangin’ from the rafters or in cages.
It all depends on how willin’ they are to cooperate with the assholes holdin’ them hostage.
The victims are drugged if they fight, kept in cages until the auction, barely fed or given water, and beaten daily.
Bond has instructed Ben to keep the girls in line by any means necessary.
I’ve forwarded the email to Officer Reynolds so he can add it to the evidence against the douche canoe.
I’m still tryin’ to nail down the exact location of the warehouse so we can get blueprints to put a firm plan in place. When are the clubs showin’ up?”
“They’ll be here in a few days. We all want time to prepare.
Go over plans and make sure all weapons are ready to go.
Link, get with your contact and give them an update of the situation.
They need to know we’ll have new faces with us so they don’t get arrested by accident,” Reckless says while looking around the table at all of us.
“For now, remain vigilant and someone is to stay with Taleah if she leaves the compound. She’s been workin’ from home and not leavin’.
Make sure the Prospects know to check everyone who comes to the gate for any reason.
Manic, Force, and Master, put a schedule in place for Taleah.
I want men available at all times in case an emergency comes up and she has to leave immediately with almost no warnin’.
For now, rest and any new information needs to be brought to us immediately. ”
Reckless slams the gavel once again and we all leave church. After grabbing my gun and phone I find a message from Taleah. She went home and is going to bed.
“You headin’ home?” Count asks as I head for my office with the files in hand.
“Yeah. Taleah went there so she could go to bed. I still need to figure out what’s goin’ on with her,” I say, heading straight through the front door to my bike.
Riding around the clubhouse, I follow the road up to my house.
Count is my neighbor on one side and Manic is on the opposite side of me.
The porch light has been left on and I see the light on in the living room through a slit in the curtains covering the window.
I shut the engine of my bike off before I get all the way in the driveway because I don’t want to wake Taleah up if she’s already asleep.
If she’s sick, sleep is the best thing for her.
Parking my bike in the garage, I close the door before heading inside the house.
I do my nightly check of the doors and windows before resetting the alarm and heading for the bedroom.
Taleah left the bathroom light on and closed the door almost completely.
I have just enough light to see in the bedroom.
Taleah’s covered herself up all the way.
I can hardly see the top of her head resting on the pillow.
Walking over, I feel her forehead, but she doesn’t have a fever.
Pressing my lips against her skin, I linger for a minute before moving back and getting ready to climb into bed next to Taleah.
The second I’m laying next to her, Taleah turns over and rests her head on my chest while wrapping her arm around my stomach.
She throws a leg over mine and almost knees me in the dick before she settles down again.
I hold her close as my eyes slide closed and I let sleep pull me under.