22. Rogue
ROGUE
Ihave no fucking clue who Jed is but I’m sure as shit going to get that information out of that traitor recruit, but not until Angel is safely in bed and asleep.
I’ve already got men out surrounding the Scorpions’ territory in the desert, laying low, just waiting to make sure they don’t try to move Angel’s sister out tonight after what I’ve already learned from that recruit.
I’ve barely got Angel tucked into bed and made sure she’s sound asleep before leaving when Hayze hits me up.
“You need to get down here quick. We’ve got a very big fucking problem. ”
I hightail it downstairs and he and the others are at the long table with a map of the desert and a few bottles of beer.
Hayze gestures to the center and points to an area circled in black ink.
Every single one of them heard what our recruit traitor said, knows that Angel’s sister has been taken prisoner and what they threatened to do to her if Angel doesn’t show up.
My VP clears his throat. “This is where the Scorpions have been hiding out. Based on what that fucking rat told us, and what we were able to gather tonight from our guys out on the street, we’re going to find the fucks here.
” Hayze points to the spot he’s referring to on the map. “But we’ve got bigger problems.”
“Tell me.” No matter that Hayze was suspicious of Angel at first and especially when he caught her with his phone, he is loyal to me, especially knowing what I told him about her innocence.
My brother in arms, no matter what he thought before, after telling him about my Angel’s innocence and what we learned from the beating we gave our fucking recruit, he knows she is innocent.
He’ll work side by side with me to bring Angel’s sister home now that we know the Scorpions have her.
Him, me and our fucking crew, we’re going to even the score with the people who buy women like her as soon as we get her sister back.
Hayze takes a pull from his bottle of beer. “I got a few calls from trusted men I know. The Scorpions must have known they didn’t stand a fucking chance in hell against us with that many men down. A large crew of bikers just rode in and are holed up with the Scorpions.”
“Which crew?”
Hayze shakes his head. “We don’t know yet if they’re from another Scorpions’ chapter, which would be my guess, or some of the Desert Riders who the Scorpions have been working with in Vegas.
Whoever they are, they came in droves, locked, loaded, and ready to rumble.
We’re going to need some more help, Rogue. ”
That must have been the backup plan those Scorpions had in play that Angel mentioned.
The fucking Desert Riders have been making trouble for the Royal Harlots and Royal Bastards up in Phoenix, too.
Working for the DeSantis crime family who are known for trafficking women out of Vegas.
A few things from my crew come back to mind.
“Didn’t the Larussio crime family in Vegas put those DeSantis fucks on notice?
Word on the street was they shut down the DeSantis trafficking ring. What gives?” I ask.
Hayze nods. “Yeah, I don’t know what’s going on now, but all that is true, and I wouldn’t bet against the DeSantis fucks selling women, especially virgins to the highest bidder in town.”
My second in command isn’t wrong and the closest Royal Bastard chapters in Phoenix are already on a mission. There’s only one person and his crew that I know who can make it in time, but they’re still about six hours away.
Royal Bastards ride all over the United States but the Phoenix crew are keeping a truckload of women safe right now, so there really is no choice but to call up my friend south of the border, in Tijuana, Mexico.
My jaw locks firm, pounding out a message to a man I know will come through for us no matter what.
Bolt, enforcer from the Royal Bastards in Tijuana, Mexico.
A friend of mine who goes way the fuck back will be on his way fast. Royal Bastard brothers are ride or die, if one of us are in trouble the rest of us are gonna come running.
My old friend answers my call immediately and Bolt doesn’t mince words. Women in trouble, he and his crew are going to come running. I’ve barely explained the situation and he’s agreed to help. “Send me a pin, and me and my crew, we’re on our fucking way.”
Bolt and his crew can get here quicker than any other Royal Bastard club as long as they don’t get hung up at border patrol or nabbed for riding in excess of the speed limit, but with the Tijuana crew who the fuck knows what will go down.
My guys and I need to give Bolt and his crew riding time before we attack, and I will, but in the meanwhile I’m going to get every bit of information out of Tweedle Dee that I can. Because Tweedle Dum may be a plant too and if he is, I need to know now, not next fucking week.
Getting Angel’s sister back is paramount, but while Bolt’s team is riding north across the border and into our territory, my crew needs to get as much out of that motherfucking traitor Tweedle Dee as we can.
I want everything he knows, a shit ton of information, no matter how long it takes or how much that traitor has to endure. Lives are on the line.
We have no clue what they’re doing to Angel’s sister right now. I grab a bottle of water and walk into the club bar. Church is in fucking session. “You already know the score. Angel, she’s innocent. Walked into our club looking for protection and she’s got it.”
I wait, watching the eyes of my men. “Some of you may still believe that she’s loyal to the Scorpions but she’s not.
She’s looking for her sister who’s been kidnapped by the fuckers too.
Those bastards better hope it’s nothing because for everything they do to her, they’re going to get twice the bruising with the end of my bat. ”
Hayze walks into the bar during church. “Bolt and his guys are on their way. Let’s get all the intel we can, get our weapons ready, and I’ll work with Angel to mitigate damage control.”
All eyes look to me.
Every one of my crew is down for getting what we need, and they head out bent on getting what we need. Hayze joins me. “Apologies for thinking Angel was anything but innocent in all of this. I was only trying to protect you and the crew, you know that.”
My eyes meet his. Best fucking friend, most loyal partner I’ve ever had and that’s exactly why he’s second in command. “No bad feelings. Sorry I hit you, but you deserved it. Angel’s not what you think. Completely innocent, caught up in the Scorpions’ web and just trying to get her sister free.”
Hayze nods. “I called that situation all wrong. I heard what that fucking rat, Tweedle Dee said. You know me and my trust for females. It’s not very good.
I’m sorry if it clouded my judgment where Angel was concerned.
Whatever you need, she needs, we’ve all got your back.
We’re going after her sister, ride or die. ”
I know the love of his life screwed him over and sent many of his old crew to prison. It’s what makes him hard, jaded, and without the desire to let anyone in. “Thanks. I know what you’ve dealt with, man.”
“It’s not something you get over real soon but I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions.”
I’d have thought the same thing if the situation was reversed.
He has my back and it’s what he was doing when he told me about Angel and his phone, no matter that he was wrong, or it pissed me off.
“Water under the bridge. Let’s get some shut-eye.
Keep your phone on in case our guys see any movement.
Tomorrow’s going to be a long fucking day.
” I crawl up the stairs and curl Angel in my arms, vowing to keep her safe as I fall asleep.