Chapter 29

Boomer

He’s going to die as soon as he gives me more information. They came after my family, infiltrated my crew, and betrayed my trust. Nothing short of death will do. Each and every traitor will pay along with their associates. I hop on my bike after the guys cleaned up the mess and took Evan to the holding cell, waiting for my arrival. He’s going to meet his maker very soon. Only members are watching over my women. Cowboy has taken the shift at the house with Blade. I trust them both. Doc came over and checked on the girls and gave them a good bill of health. Other than shock and Crystal’s pregnancy, they were going to be fine. Crystal fell asleep in my arms after eating and is resting in our bedroom. Morgan’s working on her plans for the coffee shop. I’m proud of the steps she’s made to get it ready to open.

My temper isn’t safe for riding my Harley, but I can’t stop myself. I need to get my hands on Evan. He betrayed his potential brothers and our family. I make it to the club and the guys are all standing outside like something’s wrong.

“What the fuck? Are you ready to do this shit or what?”

“He’s dead,” Jackson blurts out nervously.

“What the hell do you mean he’s dead?” I snap off.

“He had a fucking cyanide pill and popped it. We searched for weapons, but missed the little tab.”

“We’re just fucking with you, Pres. He’s waiting for you to do all you can. He did have a cyanide tab on him though, but we took it.”

“I’m going to kick all your asses.”

“Hey, we just didn’t want you to kill the fucker before you got the info. You came in ready to slit his throat without a word.”

“What the fuck would you do? My wife, sister, and baby were almost kidnapped.”

“Wow, congrats, Boomer. That was fucking fast,” Boss cheers, clapping my back

“Let’s celebrate after this bastard is done with. He’s going to give me what I want.” I storm into the club, ready for action. It’s silent except for a chair being moved slightly. He’s nervous as he should be. He sealed his fate the second he chose to come after my family.

I slam the door open, letting it crash loudly against the wall. “Well, well, well. What do we have here? Evan, it seems you’ve crossed a motherfucking line that can’t be taken back.”

“I should have done it sooner when I had them all trapped in that room. It would have been perfect. I would have been promoted in the ranks so fast.”

“Who do you work for?” I ask. I don’t even want to think about what could have happened if he’d acted on it. The idea that we all could have lost all our women in the club. All our sisters and my wife. It scares me to fucking death. And that fear infuriates me to the point of blind rage.

“Cortes,” he says just as I knock his teeth out. That’s all I need. The name has been circling our information, but we didn’t have proof. I take my gun and shoot him in the nuts first. I want him to suffer.

“Bye, Evan,” I mutter, walking out of the room without looking back. I go to the bar and pour myself a drink.

“Time to clean up?” Cowboy asks, standing beside me and helping himself to a drink.

“No, I only shot him in the nuts. I feel like he should feel his life slowly slip by. My woman is pregnant and feared for our baby the whole time. Maybe he dies, maybe he doesn’t, but I’ll check him out in about fifteen minutes.”

“Did he give you anything?”

“Cortes,” I say, tossing back another shot.

“Oh, Rodrigo Cortes. That’s one of the few who I thought it would be. It’s surprising how many foreign drug lords control the scene in the US.”

“Tell me about it. We’ve got a name now we can start taking our payback. I want Cortes dead. Nothing less will do. We’ve done nothing to this guy. He’s after me for no damn reason. He better go into hiding. Or he’s going to wish he had.”

The guys come into the clubhouse after bullshitting outside for a while. “Let’s go to Church fellas.” They nod and walk into our meeting area after getting some beers. Once in there, we call the guys at my house and the hospital, so they can listen in. “Brothers, I’ve got the name and we’ve got a lot of work to do. I want everyone on all the dealers for Cortes. I don’t know how large their operation is, but we’ve killed seven of them.”

“We’re not attacking, right? We’re planning only?”

“Yes, Beast. I don’t want to deal with this forever. Several of his guys are going to be lurking around. We have the people in the grocery store. Only two of them were the ones that showed up here a couple weeks ago. Law, I’d say that you need to have your deputies on alert. Trouble is already here.”

“I will. Should we pick up a couple more deputies? Since we’re so small we don’t have to get it approved by the county.”

“That works for me. Another thing, let’s keep an eye on those who look like they’re high. They’ll have the connections to the drugs. I want to know who’s dealing in our town.”

“I’m on it, Boomer. How about some random drug busts?”

“That’s good. Getting some of them to roll on their dealers will help us.”

“Boomer, I’ll draw up charges when you tell me.” Beast won’t lie, but he’s not going to let small charges go. He’s the best lawyer I’ve ever seen. He hasn’t lost a case and yet, most of us have never heard him speak more so argue.

“I got that, Boomer. Don’t worry. I’ve got you.” My men know how serious it is and I didn’t even get to what Evan said.

“Brothers, we’ve let the wolves in. I don’t want you to knock all our prospects. I’m sure they’re good people, but Evan said some shit that fucked me up. He’s the one who was alone with the girls during the attack. He was locked alone with the girls.”

Jackson gets up from the table without a word. We follow him out because we know where he’s going. He slams the door open and our guest lifts his head just a bit. “You’re done.” He pulls the trigger, shooting Evan in the crown of his head.

“Now, let’s deal with him because I have to get the fuck out of here. I’ve got somewhere to be,” Jackson orders.

“Go get her,” Cowboy roots.

“Maybe you should get cleaned up.”

“Damn it,” he grumbles, looking down at his clothes. “Boomer, I’m going to your place.” I nod because we’re brothers, so what’s mine is his. Well, except my girl, that’s a no go. Everything else I’ll hook him up when he needs it and vice versa.

“I’m about to head back now.”

“I’ve got this if the others can give me a hand,” Cowboy tells the rest of the guys.

“Thank you,” I tell them.

“Take care, Boomer. We’ve still got to celebrate the future of the club.”             

“Yes, we do. Let’s hope it’s a boy.” We laugh because we don’t need a daughter.

“Damn right,” Law says. I’ve got to see my wife and kiss her until she wakes up and lets me love her. I jump on my bike and drive back to the house. I’ve got so much work to do, but these fuckers and their need to come after my family is messing with my work schedule. I’m able to do a lot of business remotely, but I do have many meetings in the next few weeks that can’t be offsite. And I need to set up Crystal with the female doctor in town. She works at the same office as Doc, but she’s a gynecologist. She’s been here for a year. With the town booming, people didn’t want to travel over half an hour away for a doctor, especially pregnant women. I hear she’s nice, but I’ve never met her. I hope she’s also capable. Crystal will get the best, even if I have to hire a doctor to come into town to check on her. I won’t let her suffer at the hands of someone incompetent.

I turn off the engine, then run up to the house. Blade opens the door for me. “She’s sleeping on the sofa, Pres.”

“Sofa?” I question.

“Yes, she’s been waiting anxiously for you.” I walk in and she’s curled up with a blanket on her. I sit on the edge of the cushion, rubbing her back.

“Baby, I’m home.” She mumbles softly at that, rolling to her back before waking up all the way. Her smile widens, and she sits up, throwing her arms around me.

“Garrett,” she squeals, hugging me tightly. “I’m so happy you’re back. I had a nightmare that they attacked you.” She’s shaking and kissing me.

“I’m here, Tigress. I’m not going to let anyone take me away from you.” I kiss her hard, lifting her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. I ground her pussy on my bulge, forgetting that we have a house full of people.

“We’re going to leave you two alone. Morgan wants to go to the hospital and visit Mick.”

“Okay, keep her safe,” I tell them. They nod and head out. She’s been visiting Mick every day, hoping he’ll wake up. She can’t forgive herself for this. But none of that matters at the moment, I’ve got a wife that needs thorough fucking.

“Are you tired, Mrs. Steele?”

“No.”

“Well, then, we’re going to have fun until you’ve come for me at least three times. We have to celebrate me getting the job done and knocking you up.”

“You act like it was a goal.”

“It was, and I can’t wait for you to be round with the evidence of my baby for everyone to see.” I carry my Tigress upstairs and spend the next three hours eating her out, fucking her hard and deep, then nice and slow. The stress of the day has disappeared. I wrap my arms around her and hold her until she slips into a long, satisfied sleep. I look at the clock and it’s past midnight. Already Sunday. At least we have one more day before real life takes over.