CJ

"We need to all be out of sight from the road," I was becoming increasingly anxious and the guys weren't listening to me.
"I've already gone through this CJ, the way the car and pickup truck are positioned we can't be seen from the road." Recon was getting annoyed and it was only a matter of time before we ended up coming to blows. The thought made me chuckle as I could possibly do with a fistfight to make me feel better but this wasn't the time or the place.
Because of our position within the woods, it was difficult for us to all stay hidden but Recon had come up with the idea of faking a break down scene. A bloke from the building site had happily offered his services to be the stranded driver and we'd hired a pickup truck to make it look authentic. We used this vehicle to hide our motorcycles behind and they couldn't be seen from the road offering us the cover we needed but I was still concerned. Further down the road Duke, Hound and Buster were positioned in a lay by should any of the Satan's get away from us. They were armed with a stinger that would easily take out the tyres of a motorcycle should it get past and they were prepared to do whatever it took to stop the group.
Everything was now in place but it was the waiting around that was killing me although there was no point analysing everything now as it was too late to do anything about it.

"CJ are you there?"
"Yeah go ahead Woods, I can hear you loud and clear."
"They're shaking hands as we speak and the bags containing the money and the drugs are open on the ground."
"Okay, just keep me posted on events mate."
"Like I say, nothing much to report but they're currently doing the deal and people are franticly counting the drugs and money."
"Cheers Woods."
I returned my attention back to the group. "Right that was Woods on the radio, the deal is going ahead so the guys could be passing within the next 5 minutes or so. Keep your eyes and ears peeled."
I was interrupted by my phone ringing, "Sorry Recon I gotta get this it's my brother." I passed him the radio so he could be kept up to date with the events from Woods and I turned to answer my back on the group as I answered the phone.
"What's up Rian?"
"Did you tell Fallon to stay in the hotel when you saw her last?" he asked almost panicked.
"Yeah of course I did why?" I was confused why he was bothering me with such a trivial thing at this moment in time.
"I take it you haven't got your tracker app up?"
I frowned, "Well no not at this exact moment in time as I'm a little busy Rian."
"Well she definitely ain't sitting in a hotel and by the speed she's travelling she's most certainly in a vehicle."
I rolled my eyes and let out a deep sigh, "What the fuck's she playing at?"
"My bet is that she's on her way shopping but the car is heading out of town into a more rural area."
My heart lurched in my chest, "Follow it Rian, follow the fucking tracker. I've got this horrible feeling that she's been taken by the same people that took Keira."
"Fuck, I didn't think of that." He'd been concerned when he first started this conversation but now I could tell he was frantic.
"She greeted me outside the hotel so it would only take one of them to see us together and act on it."
"Right I'm on it man, she's only 10 minutes away but I can make up ground."
"Right get on with it and keep me posted."
It was as I put my phone away that all hell broke loose. I had been so involved in my conversation with Rian that I hadn't paid any attention to the commotion around me.
Diesel, Recon and Stoney had taken off on their Harley's after the group pushing them further up the road to meet the rest of our members lying in wait. I was quietly confident that the guys were able to deal with them but I hadn't seen how many Satan's there were.
I noticed the radio on the floor and picked it up, "Woods can you hear me."
I could hear rustling but he answered." Yeah CJ I'm here," he whispered.
"How many of them in total mate?"
"Six of them headed your way including Hustler and Slick but Onyx and Priest are still here. I think they envisaged an attack and have hung back but they're arguing."
"Fuck!" I didn't know what to do for the best. Did I take the fight to them or wait for them to come here?
"Woods can you hear me?"
"Yeah!"
"I'm coming to you, I'm bringing the fucking fight to them."
"See you soon partner."
I could tell by the way Woods was out of breath that he was making his way towards his motorcycle, and if there were two of them left, then it would be a clean fight. The adrenaline kicked in as I mounted my ride and I eagerly made my way towards the meeting place going further into the woods. This was it now, I was taking chase and there was only one of us that was going to survive and the way I was feeling right now, I wasn't the one that would be falling.

I accelerated up the hill, the roads weren't perfect for Harleys as they were probably better suited to motocross but I knew we'd all be in the same position. I made it to the place where the meeting was held and heard a rumble from a Harley further behind me. As I turned to my left, I saw Woods cut across a grassed area, he pointed in front of him indicating for me to follow as I presumed that's where Onyx had obviously gone. We rode our Harley's to the limit, picking up speed on the awful road and I only hoped that we'd come out of here and join a proper road rather than a dirt track. I understood why they'd possibly chosen this location but it wasn't doing well for the suspension on my motorcycle.
Woods indicated that there was something ahead and low and behold there they were. They had obviously thought that they were out of the firing line and had taken a steady ride through the woods heading for Manor road. This had only made it easier for us to catch up with them. I could see that they were having some type of conversation in front, hands were flying everywhere as they tried to communicate which only made me feel better about the situation. They obviously didn't have radios which also meant that whoever had Keira couldn't be contacted easily and be informed regarding the situation. We'd caught them on the back foot and it was always easier being the predator rather than the pray.
I accelerated knowing that my conquest was in sight and smiled like a Cheshire cat as we made ground on them.
I pointed to Woods and indicated that I wanted him to deal with the other rider as Onyx was all mine. Woods gave me the thumbs up as we navigated up the track, in places we had to ride single file and others we could ride side by side. The windy track wasn't suitable for our Harley's but the two guys in front were experiencing the same difficulties so we weren't at a disadvantage.

"We're running out of road," I screamed over the noise of the engines. The track came to an end and veered off in two directions. Woods hung back letting me take the lead as he knew I was going after Onyx no matter the cost. I could've asked Woods to come with me but I wanted this to be a fair fight, he was better off dealing with the other guy and hopefully round him up like the others.
Onyx turned left and accelerated down the road now that he had tarmac under him rather than dirt. My frustration mounted as it took me what felt like forever to join the main road but as I did, I accelerated after him knowing that I was a skilful rider and confidant that I'd be able to catch him. My only disadvantage was that I didn't know the roads, he obviously did and weaved in and out taking more of a racing line where I had to predict bends in the road.

I rode the bike to the limit trying to put pressure on him hoping that he'd make a mistake but he held his own and was obviously a competent rider. I was gaining on him but only slightly, "Fuck!" I misjudged a bend and my advantage had been taken away as easily as that.
What the fuck am I going to do? My brain was ticking trying to read the situation, I didn't know where I was going or where he was heading and only hoped that he wasn't leading me to a place where he had reinforcements because I'd be screwed.
I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket but I couldn't answer, I shook my head at the thought of months of planning going to shit in an instant.
Without any warning a deer leaped across the road taking us both by surprise, we slammed on our breaks and this was enough to bring me level with his motorcycle although we were still in motion. I lifted my leg and kicked out clipping his seat, I did it again and this time I made contact with his knee. Onyx tried to get away by accelerating but I was on it, I now had an advantage and he wasn't getting away. As I drew level, I kicked out again and managed to reach the tank, his motorcycle wobbled but he managed to hold firm. I gained a slim advantage and was slightly in front of him, I quickly turned into his bike making him swerve across the road. Onyx slowed, hanging back behind me and I was struggling to see him in my mirrors although I knew he was still there. I noticed a junction coming up and I couldn't afford for him to be behind me as I didn't know which way he would turn, I needed either to get behind him or finish him off now.

I slammed on my breaks taking him by surprise, Onyx quickly manoeuvred around me but over corrected and toppled from his motorcycle. I watched as both he and his Harley skidded across the ground with a grin of satisfaction on my face. "Gotcha you bastard," I said to myself proud of my actions.
The wheel on his Harley was still spinning as I dismounted my ride and slowly made my way towards him. It had gotten darker, the woods on either side of the road and the tall trees added to the atmosphere and provided shelter and quietness. The light from his mangled Harley shone brightly on Onyx as he lay cupping his arm like an injured animal.
"Argh I think it's broken," he screamed as I strolled towards him.
He shielded his eyes from the bright light shining upon him with his uninjured arm, "You need to get me some help. Call for an ambulance or even better one of my brothers, my phones in my pocket." I marvelled at his audacity as I slowly strolled towards him. I'd waited so long for this and it wasn't to be rushed.
I stood in front of the light prolonging his agony by making it harder for him to recognise me especially with my helmet on. He squinted trying to work out who I was and probably what I even wanted, as I wasn't too forth coming in assisting him. It hadn't even registered that I may be the person that had been chasing him for the past seven miles.

I unfastened the strap under my chin and removed my helmet so he could hopefully see my face before crouching beside him.
Blood dripped from his nose and mouth where he'd bounced along the ground and looking at the angle of his arm, it was most certainly broken.
"Can you get me some help please, I'm fucking hurting here." I smirked at his words and rubbed my forehead out of disbelief.
"Stop the bullshit Onyx, you know what I want."
He nodded, "The girl, you want the girl I understand that." He swallowed hard and wiped his nose smearing the blood across his face. "Yeah I can do that but you need to get me some help first."
My phone rang, interrupting our conversation but I needed to see who'd been trying to get hold of me for the past half hour. I stood and took it from my pocket and swiped the screen to answer the call from Finn.
"Yeah?"
"We've got Keira."
I let out a sigh of relief, "Safe and well?"
"Yep safe and well," I could hear just how pleased he was with himself.
"Good," I hung up and turned the mobile to Onyx lying helplessly on the ground. "Smile!" I took a few snaps and returned the phone to my pocket before I crouched beside him again.
"It doesn't have to be like this man," I registered the pain on his face as he moved his uninjured hand to take the strain from his broken arm.
"Ah is that hurting you?" I asked faking sympathy.
"Yeah I need a doctor. Get me that and we can forget about all of this mess and I'll release the girl."
I surged forward and grabbed his broken arm making sure I had a good hold as I twisted it, Onyx let out a scream so loud that it was probably possible to wake the dead. He tried to thrash around but I tugged harder making sure that he could feel as much pain as possible. Onyx's eyes rolled into his head and I let go as I didn't want him passing out, if I was going to end his life he needed to be conscious.
He stopped screaming but his breath was laboured as he tried desperately to control his emotions.
"I can free the girl, get my phone and it will be done," he whimpered.
I hadn't revealed to him that we already had Keira and I wasn't going to yet because I wanted to have some fun to see if I could break him before I finished the job.
I patted him down and noticed a bulge within his cut, I unzipped the pocket and dug my hand inside to retrieve his .45 and phone and lay them on the ground out of his reach. I then patted his other side and smiled as I recognised what he had on him. I placed my hand into his pocket and removed a small tin, as I flipped the lid I brought it under my nose and breathed in the scent.
"Oh these aren't cheap cigars are they Onyx." I took one and placed it between my lips before I dug around in his jacket again for his lighter. "You know I'm not usually one for cigars but today is a celebration."
I brought the lighter to the end of the cigar and flicked the striker wheel to reveal the naked flame before shielding it with my hand to light the end. I took a couple of puffs and blew the smoke in the direction of Onyx and smiled.
"Mmmm...This is good mate, thank you." I closed the tin, placed it into my pocket and tapped the side as I gave him a wink. Oh this was going far too easy and I was portraying a cool calm rational person on the outside although I was a mess on the inside trying to hold it all together.
"Okay so you were saying that you could free the girl and rightly so as she's been through enough already but don't think that's enough to warrant me calling an ambulance." Onyx's face was a picture, he was totally confused as to where I was going with this and I could see the frustration building on his face.
"What do you want then, I'll give you anything." It was pitiful to see this strong man on his knees begging to be helped but this is what I wanted. I wanted him to have the humiliation of begging for forgiveness and eventually his life.
I removed my phone once again from my pocket and stood as I drew another lug on the cigar. I turned on the camera and asked him again, "So am I right in saying that you'll do anything if I get you some medical attention."
"Yeah anything you ask man it's fucking hurting," Onyx let out a cry of pain and I knew that I had him.
"Your colours!" I said coldly making sure I had everything on camera.
"You want my colours?" he asked confused.
"Yeah, take your colours off and give them to me."
Onyx sat forward and began to take off his leather cut, I anticipated that it would take a while because of the state of his arm but he was managing it all the same. I smiled as I turned the camera towards me, "Well you saw it here folks. That's your President offering his colours in order to receive medical attention. Now I don't know what type of club you think you're running here but not even our Prospects would offer their colours without a fight and as you can see," I panned out showing my hands, "I'm unarmed and yet he squeals like a pig and offers his colours freely." I returned the camera back to him catching Onyx totally remove his cut and throw it towards me.
I ended the clip and sent it to Recon knowing that he'd do what he needed to with the information. I kicked his patch out of the way as it was worthless to me, I wouldn't be bragging about taking it that was for sure but it just showed what type of bloke I was dealing with. At the end of the day, he was a fucking cowed who would do anything to protect his own arse. He didn't care about the club or its members, it was about what he could get out of it and fuck the rest of the world.

I crouched beside him and smiled, "You know you've just sealed your fate." Onyx's eyes widened, "Well if I don't finish you off now your brothers will for disrespecting your club, so for me it's a win win situation because you're screwed either way."
I grabbed his arm again and twisted, "Let's hear that noise one last time as it's like music to my ears." I turned his arm and heard bones fracture under the force but it was the shriek of pain from his mouth that made me feel alive. I abruptly let go and moved my body so that I was now sitting behind him on the ground, his head slumped forward as he went in and out of consciousness and again I mentally kicked myself because I needed him to be awake but knew that his body may go into shock. I slapped his face, "Oh no you don't you're not falling asleep on me yet, I want you awake for the next part." He shook his head from side to side as he came to and I turned his head slightly so I could see his face and the disorientation. I pulled Locke's blade from the sheath around my waist and showed it to him. The lights from his Harley were still shinning upon us, which illuminated the blade and cast a shadow onto the road. I twirled it around proudly and smiled at what it represented.

"This blade was given to me by Locke in his will. He gave me a variety of other things but this is the most poignant because I knew immediately what I was going to do with it." I glanced at Onyx as he tried ever so slightly to move in my arms, "Have you got any clues what they may be?" I asked searching his face.
"Please," he whimpered. "Let's talk about this," he reached out to try and grab the blade but I simply moved it from his reach.
"Tut tut, don't touch the blade you'll only cut yourself silly." I sounded like a crazed person and I suppose at this moment in time that wasn't far from the truth as grief played havoc with my brain.
I grabbed his ponytail yanking it back to reveal his jugular and wrapped my legs around his body so that his arms were concealed, he was like a lamb ready to be slaughtered. I ran the blade lightly across his neck just hard enough so that it would leave a faint mark but still giving him enough indication of what I was about to do.
"You see Onyx I'm just a little confused, I thought you'd put up more of a fight if I'm honest." I shook my head I couldn't believe how easy this was going.
"You haven't got the bottle CJ."
"Oh you don't think I'm going to do it?"
He shook his head, "No. Just like your mate, a fucking cowed." His words stung but he was a man close to death so he was going to vent, I was just surprised he'd waited this long to become vile.
"He could've taken me out multiple times but just didn't have the balls to do it."
I'd heard enough, I dug the blade into his neck and listened to Onyx as his breathing quickened. "You see that's where you're wrong," I dug deeper and he started to flap around but I held firm savouring the moment.
"He was biding his time with you and he would've gone through with it but he died being a hero trying to save the woman he loved and two innocent children." I twisted the blade and he squealed like a pig as blood pissed from his neck. "And you ain't seen my balls, they're fucking big and I'm more than man enough to do this." I pushed the knife in deep and slowly moved it across his neck, he convulsed in my arms and the gurgling sound rang in my ears as the blood seeped from his mouth and nose. I was surprised at how much he jiggled around but I held firm until I had sliced across the whole of his neck. Eventually his body gave up the fight and slumped in my arms but I didn't move, I remained on the ground as months of stress oozed from my body. It was a great feeling, not to take another man's life that was never a good feeling but I felt like I'd done Locke proud. I'd finished what he'd started and was now hopefully able to get closure.

I shuffled back allowing Onyx's body to fall to the ground and stood as I heard a car approaching. The driver saw the motorcycles and slowed down to observe the carnage.
The driver opened his window, "Is everything okay, do you need any assistance or for me to call an ambulance."
I strolled over to the vehicle, "It's too late for that mate to be honest but I've already called them, they're on their way."
"Oh I'm sorry, do you want me to stay?"
I shook my head, "That's very kind of you but there's no need. It's fucking gruesome to be honest and I wouldn't want you seeing that."
"Okay, well I wish you well and I'm sorry for your loss."
I smiled, "Thank you."
The driver continued down the road thinking it was a road traffic incident rather than a murder scene which was fine with me. I didn't want anyone sticking their nose in if I could help it and pulled my phone out again to call Recon.
"Is there a Satan available to come and pick up Onyx?"
"Have you done it mate?" he asked excitedly.
"Yeah."
"Excellent. Where are you?"
"Fuck knows, a little road off the beaten track. I did a left into Manor road and kept going for about 6 or 7 miles."
"Okay I'll let one of the Satan's prospects go and pick him up. Are you okay to ride?"
"Yeah sure, why's that?"
"Coz you may want to get down here if you want to deal with Hustler, I've kept him alive just for you"
"Not a problem I'm on my way," I hung up and placed my phone back into my pocket and turned to look at the carnage. I couldn't leave him in the middle of the road for passerby's to see so I decided to drag him to the edge of the road at least to try to conceal him a little so the prospect had time to collect him. I turned off the lights on his Harley and stood the bike. It was no easy task as the motorcycle weighed a ton but I managed to erect it and wheel it over to the side of the road. I then turned my attention to Onyx's lifeless body. He was a lean man but would be heavy all the same, I hooked my arms under his and dug in deep to drag his body over to the side of the road. This took a little longer than I anticipated but I managed to dump him behind his motorcycle and kicked a few leaves to conceal his legs so he wasn't immediately recognisable from the road.

I picked up his colours from the ground and stuffed them in the front of my jacket before zipping it up securely. I wanted to make sure that the rest of the Satan's saw the evidence of their President's patch. I kicked his .45 towards his motorcycle and bent down to grab my helmet off the ground, I was now in a rush and fastened it as I made my way over to my motorcycle. It was only then as the adrenaline was slowly leaving my body that I realised just how tired I was. The last couple of months especially the past week had taken its toll on my body and mind. I certainly needed time to recharge the batteries after this ordeal and start to get my life in order.
I mounted my ride and placed the keys into the ignition. My lights hit Onyx's bike and a small smile spread across my face. "This one was for you mate," I said aloud knowing that Locke would be looking down pleased with my accomplishment. I turned my motorcycle around and took off in the opposite direction needing to join the rest of the group and find out what exactly had happened to Keira.

"About bloody time," I walked over to the group to be greeted by Recon as he brought me into a bear hug.
"Ah have you missed me?" I asked patting him on the back.
"Fuck off!" The group sniggered at his response and he seemed a little embarrassed under the scrutiny of the rest of the group. Recon wasn't one to show emotion but we'd grown surprisingly close over the past 10 days through spending so much time together.
"So where are they?" Recon stepped aside allowing me to see six Satan members on their knees with their hands behind their heads.
"Oh this night couldn't get any better," I chuckled as I walked over to the group. I glanced behind me briefly, "Have they had the pleasure of seeing the video yet?" I asked excitedly.
Recon smiled, "Not yet mate we were saving that one for you, I got in trouble the last time I showed a video remember." The group sniggered in reference to Recon showing the video containing two of Lauren's attackers having fun with dildo's and the mere mention had me sniggering inside because although it was amusing, that was something I never wanted to see again.

Recon handed me his phone and I pressed play, the video showed how cowardly their President had been by offering me his colours and as I walked down the line showing the short clip, I saw the faces of the Satan's change accordingly. Their President wasn't so tough when he was all alone and whimpering like an injured animal. I took great pleasure in watching their faces but noticed that Hustler wasn't paying attention. Every time I walked past him, he turned his head not wanting to watch the clip. It finally came to an end and I passed the phone back to Recon and squatted in front of Hustler. I noticed the fresh bruises on his face and turned to look at Recon, "Your doing?" I asked pointing to his face.
He frowned, "Hell yeah, that's the least I could do."
I smiled and returned my attention to Hustler. "Now what's with the long face? Come on you can tell me what the matter is?" Hustler shrugged and refrained from making eye contact with me.
"You're not usually this quiet mate, I'm sure you've got a lot you want to get off your chest." He glanced in my direction and quickly looked away and I knew I was getting to him. "Well you'd better hurry up and tell me everything that's on your mind as you're about to meet the same fate as your President." Again, his eyes flashed towards me with an uncertainty but he didn't say anything.
I stood, "Oh sorry, didn't the guys tell you I do apologise." I unzipped my jacket, pulled out Onyx's colours and threw them onto the ground in front of Hustler.
"He begged me to get him an ambulance or even call one of you lot to come and pick him up but as you can imagine I couldn't possibly do that because he killed my best mate." I stepped forward and stood on top of his colours, "But he gave me these as you've seen on the video, right before I slashed his throat."
Hustler stood and surged forward but I was ready for him. I managed to get him in a headlock and twisted him around until I had him in a chokehold on the ground. "I just wish that Onyx put up this much of a fight, it would've made it a hell of a lot more interesting." I pulled my blade from its sheaf and held it in front of Hustler as I held him firmly on the ground with my legs wrapped around him. Onyx's blood decorated the knife and I knew that this would have the required affect on him as he now knew what his fate would be. It was then that I heard the sound of the sirens and the lights from the top of the police vehicle lit the area around us.

"Fuck!" I cursed, I slowly let go of Hustler but before he could get away completely I ran the blade from his ear to his mouth exactly how the club had branded Locke all of those years ago.
"Aaargh you fucker," he screamed as he brought his hand to his face before rolling from my embrace. I placed my blade back into its sheaf and stood cupping my hands in front of me waiting to be arrested.
"Sorry guys, this is all my doing. Just put all of the blame on me and say you were just here to protect me."
"CJ shut up you know the rules, don't say shit." I rolled my eyes at Duke's comment, I knew the protocol but I was past caring. I'd completed what I'd set out to do albeit Hustler was still alive but it had given me a purpose for the past couple of months.

We watched as four police vehicles parked in front of us. Several people from the unmarked vehicles made their way towards us and a tall athletic built man led the way through the undergrowth.
"You must be Duke," he extended his hand and Duke took it although I could see the uneasiness on his face.
"And you are?" he asked as he shook his hand.
"Detective inspector Banks, I'm in charge of operation Collegiums." Duke raised his brows as if asking him to explain further. Banks chuckled, "Oh please forgive me it's Latin for gangs, I'm in charge of cleaning our streets of vermin."
He was a live wire for sure, I rolled my eyes knowing that we were all screwed. We never trusted a copper to start with but a copper who thought he was funny was a deadly combination.
"You see 'Duke', can I call you Duke or is that too familiar?"
"No that's fine," he replied folding his arms across his chest.
"Good, well Duke we've been following you lately and we understand that you've had a bit of bother with our notorious MC." Duke nodded and I was a little concerned as to where this line of questioning was going. If these coppers were in the Satan's pockets, we'd all be going down for a long time especially as I'd just killed the President of the club.
"Do you wanna cut to the chase otherwise I've got a feeling that we'll be here for a while."
Detective Inspector Banks sniggered, "The direct approach, I like that."
Duke glanced around the group and frowned when he made eye contact with me.
Banks clicked his fingers and pointed towards the five Satan's members still knelling on the ground and the police officers rounded them up.
"What the fuck is going on? They've murdered Onyx, you know that right so why aren't you doing anything about it? I want it on record that he, yeah him there fucking murdered another man." The officers that had hold of Hustler didn't bat an eyelid as they escorted him along with Slick, Fix and Cookie towards the meat wagon.
Once they were loaded, the officers drove away, I glanced around the group again and the whole situation just seemed surreal. It was only then that I noticed Damian, he hadn't been ushered away and my brain was working overtime trying to work everything out.

"We've had the Satan's under surveillance for years. We needed to make sure that we had everything watertight before we brought them in. We couldn't allow the club to get off should we bring them in because as you can appreciate that would be embarrassing." Banks held his hands behind his back and paced up and down in front of us contemplating his next move and I had a horrible feeling that I wasn't going to like it.
"Your friend Jake put a spanner in the works when it came to light that he was working...how should I put this, undercover. Now I know that your club didn't know anything about it, I suppose he was a maverick wanting revenge on the people who murdered his family and rightly so, I think I'd be thinking the same." He stopped and looked directly at Duke, "But when he murdered Priest and then Polar our operation sort of fell on its head and I pulled some of my men from the job thinking that he was going to clear up singlehandedly." He sniggered at his own comment and went back to pacing again. "Now unfortunately we didn't know that they were going after Jake and we can only apologise for that but that incident also opened a can of worms because we knew that you would then want revenge and fast forward a couple of months and here we are." He extended his arms towards us as we all stood quietly not knowing what he was about to say or do.
He let out a sigh, "Damian or Jon as we like to call him, informs me that you're actually a nice group of guys and as far as I can tell you run a very legit tight ship down in Essex. I've done some digging myself and as far as I can see, you're keeping your noses clean. Now if I were to search you all now, I'd probably have enough to put you away for a couple of years but I'm looking at the bigger picture here guys so you need to bear with me." Again, he stopped but this time in front of Diesel, "You've got a baby on the way like Duke so you can't afford to be going to prison and as for you," he walked over to me. "You've got bigger things to think about, Keira needs you more than ever now that she's carrying Jake's baby so you can't afford to be getting into trouble either." Banks stepped back to look at the whole group, his little speech was just to let us know that he'd conducted some research and knew about our lives.
"So what am I to do boys? Hmmm do I arrest you all, create a whole media storm about biker gangs in the UK and how they seek revenge and kill each other? Scare the local community so that every time they see someone on a Harley Davidson, they think that they're going to be shot at or stabbed? Or do I give you this one warning, send you packing with your tales between your legs and say that I'm watching you and if you ever step out of line again, I'll be on you like a tonne of bricks." Banks strolled over to Duke, "What do you say Duke, who holds all the power here?"
Duke drew his brows, "What's the catch?"
Banks placed his hands onto his chest covering his heart, "I'm hurt that you would even think that." Duke rolled his eyes, "Please save me from your sarcasm."
Banks smiled, "I'm a sixty-two year old, father of three beautiful children and have been in the force longer than most of you have even been alive. I've seen things and done things that even some of you wouldn't want to experience in your worst nightmares so because of all of these life experiences I would say that I'm a very good judge of character. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt, I'm not saying that you're angels and I'm most certainly not saying that I agree with everything that you've done but I can't afford for there to be a media shit storm on my watch. I've got a couple of years left before I retire and I'd like the full package available to me."
"What, you're just going to let us go?" I asked confused as to what he was actually saying.
He looked confused, "Don't worry CJ you'll be watched you have my word on that but as far as I can see, you've got your revenge you don't need to be here anymore. So you need to go home and concentrate on your own lives and families and be upstanding citizens."
He turned on his heels and walked towards the car closely followed by Damian leaving us all gobsmacked, "Oh I nearly forgot." He caught our attention and we all turned towards him. "Where are the drugs?"
We all glanced around the wooded area towards the place in which the fight had broken out earlier. "Holdalls, as far as I'm aware everything should be in those holdalls," Diesel shouted.
Banks smiled, "You've got half an hour and I want you gone, do you understand?" We all nodded in unison but didn't move until all the police officers had moved from the vicinity.

 "Fucking hell!" Duke let out a sigh as he made his way over to the group.
"What the fuck has gone on?" I rubbed my hands over my head trying to make sense of the past half hour.
"I'd just say that we are very fortunate indeed that he doesn't want to make the six o'clock news this evening." Duke smiled and opened his arms wide to embrace as all. We hugged, patting each other on the back at the surreal turn of events this afternoon.
"But let this be a lesson to you all boys because he's gonna be watching, he's said as much and with the information he has we could all be going down for a long time." Diesel placed his hands into his pockets and rocked back and forth looking almost grateful.
We turned to the sound of vehicles travelling down the dirt track and was surprised when they stopped beside us despite the police still being in the vicinity.
The rear door flew open and Keira did her best to manoeuvre herself from the car. I strolled towards the vehicle and I was surprised that she took up speed despite her pregnancy and ran towards me with her arms held out wide. I scooped her up into my embrace and felt her lips touch mine as I kissed her back with exactly the same fruition. I ran my hands through her shoulder length hair grabbing it to pull her closer as we kissed with raw emotion. This was two people discovering, figuring each other out but at the same time experiencing feelings and emotions for another, that would always hold a dear place in our hearts. I didn't know what the future would hold for myself, Keira and the baby but I knew one thing for sure, there was no way that I wasn't going to be part of her life, I just didn't know in what capacity it was going to be.
As we broke from the kiss, there were a number of different facial expressions greeting us from the group and I couldn't make out if the consensus was good or bad but this wasn't the time or the place to discuss further, I was just grateful that she was back safe and well.

I wrapped my arm around Keira's shoulder and walked her towards the car to greet my siblings.
"What the fuck are you doing with them?" Fallon looked humble as she exited the car.
"Erm...well I..." she looked sheepish.
I drew my brows, "Well come on it's not usually like you to be lost for words."
"She created a trap so she could be taken." I glanced in Eli's direction before returning my attention back to Fallon.
"You fucking what?"
Fallon rolled her eyes, "It's not like that they're creating drama as usual."
"Well what is it like then? Go on, tell him exactly what happened." Finn had now joined us and he had a maddening look on his face.
"Well we didn't know where Keira was and I knew that I'd been spotted when I came out to see you in the hotel car park."
"Really?" I asked confused as I was sure I hadn't been followed.
"Yeah, there were two guys in a red Ford. They didn't hide the fact that they were taking photos but I didn't want to worry you."
"For fucks sake Twizz so what did you do?" I asked exasperated.
"When you left they got out of their car to follow you and I was worried that they'd see your Harley and radio through to Onyx so I confronted them and they put two and two together and the rest is history." She spoke as if it were no big deal, the fact that she'd been kidnapped either didn't register or she just thought she was going for a ride in a strangers car.
"And how did you know they would take you to Keira?" I squeezed her shoulder reassuringly, pleased that she was here with us in one piece but still pissed off by her actions.
"Well I didn't, I just hoped that they would."
I rolled my eyes and looked over to the guys questioning her motives.
Finn shrugged and opened his arms wide, "I'm past trying to figure out how the female brain works mate, especially hers."
"Erm can I stop you all for just one minute?" Fallon stood with her hands on her hips and stared us all down.
"Well even if we do object it looks like you're going to do it anyway," Rian spluttered before sniggering loudly.
Fallon raised her brow disapprovingly, "I would just like to point out that not only did they take me to the same place as Keira, that you were also able to track me with this stupid device." Fallon held her arm up high and pointed to the watch we had bought for her so we could track her every move."So I would say that was a very good day at the office and I will be expecting a huge Christmas bonus." She smiled brightly, "High five Keira."
Keira sniggered and stepped forward to high five Fallon to the dismay of the rest of the group.
"I'll never understand women," Finn threw his hands up in the air before turning on his heels to join Duke and the rest of the group. We followed suit as there was a lot that needed sorting out but we needed to leave soon as we were under strict orders from Banks.

"Well I'm glad that everyone has come out of this unharmed but we really need to be making a move. Time is ticking and Banks has already been more than fair so I don't want to out stay our welcome. Does anyone want to say anything before we set off?" Duke looked around the group and nodded at the lack of response.
"Oh hold on a minute, there's something that I need to attend to before I head back."
Duke drew his brows, "Is there an issue I should know about."
"No it's all cool but I've gotta do this because I promised."
Recon understood what I was talking about, "Do you want me to come with you?"
"Nah I'll be cool, probably quicker on my own if I'm honest."
He nodded, "Okay but I'm only a call away."
I turned my attention to Finn, "Are you okay to get Keira home safely?"
"Not a problem," he smiled and turned in the direction of the car.
I stepped closer to Keira and placed my hands onto her tummy, "You need to take it easy. I've just got something that I need to take care of, then I think we need to sit down and have a proper chat when we're back home."
"I couldn't agree more," Keira lifted her head and I met her half way to place a kiss onto her lips.
I smiled and loosened my hold on her allowing Keira to make her way to the car. I watched as she sat inside and fastened her seatbelt and was all too aware that a couple of the guys had joined me.
"I know some of you are going to kick off because you don't agree but can we leave the negative comments until tomorrow. I'm exhausted and haven't got the energy for an argument." I didn't look at the guy's, I didn't need to seek reassurance or even need their blessing, all I knew was that it felt right and I was a firm believer that if it put a smile on your face then it was obviously good for you. I bent down to pick up my helmet from the ground and strolled over to my motorcycle as I fastened it under my chin. The ride over to Charity's would take me around 45 minutes and I was grateful for that as it would give me the time needed to try to clear my head a little.

"Hi," Charity greeted me with a small smile as she peered through the gap of the door.
"Are you going to take the chain off and let me in, I don't bite." I tried to make light of the situation but she was worrying me with her reluctance to open the door.
"Erm yeah, hold on." I stepped back and she closed the door and I heard the swoosh of the safety chain being released before the door was opened.
"That's better, am I okay to come in?" I asked impatiently.
Charity nodded and stepped back allowing me the space to enter the house. I took this opportunity to glance around my surroundings, it was a decent sized house and it was kept immaculate I just wondered if it was all Charity's doing. I turned to see her standing uncomfortably as she bit down on her lip.
"What's the matter sweetness?" I asked stepping around the sofa to join her.
"Charity you need to give me a fucking hand I can't..." I turned to see a bird in her mid twenties who looked more Essex then some of the Essex women I knew. Her appearance made me snigger but I could tell from her expression that she wasn't in the mood for my banter.
"And this is?" she asked Charity totally ignoring me.
I screwed up my nose at her gesture, "Are you for real love?" I asked her directly before turning my attention to Charity. "Sweetness, we have a bloody long drive ahead of us so throw some things quickly into a bag. I wanna be leaving in 10, 15 minutes at the very most." Charity looked uneasy and glanced between myself and the Essex wannabe.
"Erm...she ain't going anywhere, she needs to help me."
"Well that's where you're wrong babe. Charity is coming home with me and there ain't a thing you can do to stop that happening."
She scoffed, "You obviously don't know who my old man is."
I sniggered, "Erm yeah I do and I'm not exactly scared." I glanced at Charity and nodded for her to get her arse in gear.
"No hold on a minute missy, you answer to me."
I laughed again, "Sorry if I'm mistaken but hasn't he asked you to move your arse out of here by today?"
She narrowed her eyes, "Yes but that's only temporarily."
"Really? You're as gullible as you look then."
She held her phone and swiped through the screen as I quickly made eye contact with Charity, "Now, get a move on." She smiled at me before walking into the kitchen area and through a door on the right hand side wall.
I returned my attention to the bird, who had the phone pressed firmly against her ear. "He won't answer babe."
She rolled her eyes, "He always answers to me."
"Okay how should I rephrase this then, he can't answer."
"And why not?"
"Coz he's fucking dead, you see I had to slash his throat because he was a little bitch."
"I don't believe you, Onyx is the President of the Satan's Wrath."
"Oh very impressive babe, it's a shame that he didn't act like that when he gave me his colours." I perched on the arm of the sofa ready for the backlash from Onyx's bitch.
Her eyes widened, "He'd never hand over his colours."
"Well that's what I thought, I'd rather die than hand mine over but he did it quite freely."
"Whatever, shut the door on your way out." She pointed towards the front door and I sniggered.
"That's fine babe I'll do that but Charity is coming with me."
"You'll so regret this," she swiped her screen again and tapped away before placing the phone to her ear.
"So I take it you're calling Hustler now." Her eyes met mine with a concerned expression, "You see the thing is sweet, he's on his way to her Majesties pleasure so he can't answer either so I suggest you go about your business and just leave us to it." I stood as Charity entered the room, "Are you ready babe?"
She nodded, "Yeah I am."
"Charity you can't leave, this is your home."
"Pffft whatever. I'm not even having this conversation with you this is so not my home." I was proud of her for giving this bitch a piece of her mind and waited for her to walk towards the front door before I joined her.
"Have you got a helmet?"
"Yeah I'll take this one coz by the sounds of things Onyx won't be needing it anymore." I sniggered and wrapped my arm around her shoulder as we left the house ready for our long journey home.