Chapter 25

Bridgette

I don’t run, but I walk so damn fast I may as well be running. I hate leaving Morgan back there with those freaks, but her best chance is for me to get the hell out of here and get to a phone. Three minutes into our car ride here, Harper grabbed my phone and tossed it out the window. She kept telling me if I tried to escape she would kill Morgan. I should have done something. I should have fought her, but if something had gone wrong, how could I help Morgan if I were lying in a ditch somewhere or worse…dead.

I pass by a biker wearing a cut. I steal a glance at his backside as he ignores me.

Devils Rejects. My stomach drops. I can’t believe I forgot about Rhyner. Was he really looking for Morgan, or was he part of the plan to grab us?

I don’t want to think he would hurt us, but that crazy bitch said that Morgan stole Cole from her, which means Rhy has to be involved with these nuts somehow.

If I can get outside, there is a gas station down the road. I can call for help from there.

I make it to the garage and dart out the side entrance. As I am going around the wall to look for a safe way to escape unnoticed, I bump into a chest. A hand goes around my mouth before I can scream.

“Shh, it’s me,” Rhyner whispers in my ear. I tense unsure of if he means to help me or drag me back. “I’ve got you.”

“We have to get Morgan,” I demand, once he’s removed his hand from my mouth.

“What are you doing out here?”

“We don’t have time for this.” I wave my hands around. “That psycho woman has Morgan and is forcing her be with some guy to hurt Cole. She said Cole was her lover or something.  Guess she is pretty jealous of him being with Morgan, but Morgan was saying she wanted nothing to do with him because he was sleeping with Harper. I’m so confused to be honest.”

“I’m sure you are. I have a lot to explain, but right now I need to talk to Cole and to get you to safety. These people are bad and they don’t fuck around.”

“Shouldn’t we be getting Morgan?” I huff, trying to piece everything together.

“Harper won’t hurt her, not yet. She wants Cole to see her with Danny.”

I pull away from Rhyner, I didn’t say anything about Danny.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I didn’t tell you his name was Danny.”

“Morgan called her dad and told him Danny was helping her. Fuck B, we don’t have time for this right now. I gotta call Cole and we need to move. Anyone could spot us, we need to get some cover.”

I want to trust Rhyner, but after today…I don’t know anything about anyone.

“I swear to you Bridgette, you and me…I never wanted you to be a part of this. I told you this morning that my life is complicated.”

I know he did, but it doesn’t mean I believe him.

However, considering my options and situation, I don’t have much of a choice. That fact alone doesn’t stop me from asking him what’s on my mind though. “Just answer me one question, Rhy; You say you didn’t want me involved in this. Why did you tell me this morning that you were part of an MC, that works against Morgan’s dad, and yet now you know that Morgan called her dad and you want to call Cole? What the fuck is going on here?”

“Start walking along the wall. There’s a shed we can hide in. It’s the gardener’s and no one ever goes in it. I’ll explain in there, once I call Cole.”

I nod and start walking. I want to believe that somehow Rhyner is a good guy in all this. I’m holding onto faith that he will explain all this crap and not hurt me. Rhyner stays behind me, until we reach the end of the wall. He steps in front of me and scouts the area.

When he gives me the signal, I run behind him to the shed. Only when we get to it, the door is padlocked.

“Damn it,” he curses under his breath.

A spotlight shines on the grass near us.

“Fuck, move around to the back,” he orders me. “They must be looking for you.”

I shiver at his observation. I definitely don’t want them to find me. I don’t want to know what they had planned for me. But, I’m more afraid of what they are doing to Morgan every second we leave her in there.

Rebel

Lexington, Kentucky

“Nash and Karly made it. They are en route to a hotel. We need to swing by and pick him up. He’ll be waiting by the lobby of the Hilton,” Tread announces.

Sweat trickles down my back. I’ve not laid eyes on my sorry son of a fake-deathin-motherfuckin’ bitch brother in years. I don’t know whether I want to hug his neck or kill him for good. I have come to terms with my actions the day I discovered my wife hanging from that godforsaken tree.

We make it to the hotel and there he is…my Goddamned brother. A tear rolls down my cheek but I brush that shit off. Now isn’t the time for getting sentimental. No, now is the time to go kill any motherfucker that stands between my daughter and her safety.

However, I want a word with him.

“I need a moment with my brother,” I tell Grim as we roll to a stop.

He grunts as Romeo mumbles, “Christ,” under his breath.

I jump out and my brother instantly glares at me with nothing but pure hate masked over his face.

“Got nothing to say to you,” he states as he walks past me.

Grabbing his shoulder, I jerk him back. “Maybe not, but I sure as fuck have plenty to say to you.”

“I don’t want your apology. Shit is done and buried,” he growls at me. “You didn’t give a fuck about me then. You sure as shit don’t give a fuck about me now. You were probably glad when you thought I died. You were happy that there was no one to stand in the way of you claiming my family for yourself. Don’t think I don’t know how you tried to fuck my wife. Don’t think I don’t know that deep down you always wanted her, but you were too damn big of a pussy to handle her.”

“Fuck you, whatever in the fuck your name is these days. You don’t know a Goddamned thing about me or how in the fuck I motherfuckin’ feel you selfish prick. Goddamn pissy faced son’bitch. You don’t know what I’ve been through. So, fuck ye if ye don’t want my apology, but we gotta work together on this. Our shit doesn’t matter. Your boy is gonna get his ass killed at my hands if you don’t help me bring my daughter home.”

He gets in my face, looking his nose down at me. “Don’t be threatening my son. He’s nothing to you. Never has been and sure as fuck never will be. You feel me?”

“I don’t like this shit any more than you do. You think I don’t want to be home right now with my kids and my fuckin’ wife? Thanks to your son, my daughter is being forced to do God knows what. What if it were Sara, how would ye feel? Yeah, I know all about you and your new life, brother.” I curl my nose in disgust.

He scratches the back of his neck, and I can sense the tension leaving him. “You’re right. If it were Sara, I’d be going ape shit. No girl deserves that shit. Let’s ride.”

I follow him into the van.

We may never be family again, but at least I said my peace. At least I know I tried.

Cole

Ten minutes ago, I received a call from Harper. I played it cool. I let her believe I didn’t know she has my woman. It killed me not to threaten to fucking string her up for the crows to peck at her, but I kept my mouth shut. I did what Rebel and Grim asked me to do. Harper said that Marek requires my presence. I’m sure it is a setup, but nothing will keep me from getting to Morgan. I’m riding in the passenger seat of a van full of Black Rebel Riders’ MC. Tonight, we will put an end to Marek and the Devils Rejects. Tonight, we end this fucking war.

My phone rings. It’s Rhy. Thank the fuck.

“You find her?”

“Not yet. I have Bridgette though. Found her sneaking around back. She managed to slip away, but you aren’t gonna like what she told me.”

“I’m almost there. Had to make a quick detour at the airport. I’m bringing a Black Rebel army with me. Can you get to the back gate and let us in?”

“I’ll meet you there, but Cole, Morgan knows all about your double life.”

“Fucking perfect. I should have known Harper was watching me. I should have…I don’t know what I should have done, man, but I should have done things differently with Morgan from the start. I should have never gotten involved.”

“I won’t say I told you so, just get your ass here.”