In Times of Violence by Karina Kantas

Author:Karina Kantas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The Tyrants didn’t recruit members, and they didn’t allow hang-arounds or prospects. They had grown up together and shared their childhood. They had a bond, and no stranger could compete with that. I was a member. I wore their colours, but I didn’t own a motorcycle. I got the impression that Marcus didn’t want me riding with them.

I persuaded him that it would be beneficial if I learned how to ride a bike. I used an example of him being too intoxicated to ride home and for me to be able to give him a lift. I understood that he didn’t want a female riding with them while on a bike run because that honour fell to the guys. Luckily, he understood the need for me to learn. I didn’t tell him that after I was competent, I was going to get a license and buy my own bike. I loved being on the back of a bike – the speed and freedom – but my hands were itching to get on the throttle.

I spent a week riding around an empty supermarket car park on Marcus’s motorcycle. He said I was a natural. It didn’t take long until I was comfortable riding around the town but I was still wasn’t confident enough to do so at night.

Ever since talking to him about learning to ride, I’d been secretly saving money from the job I had in a boutique and the handouts from Marcus. I never questioned where his bike came from. Any Harley Davidson motorcycle, is expensive, but a Crossbones they weren’t cheap, even second-hand ones.

Apparently, the Tyrants didn’t involve themselves in illegal activities like most well-known motorcycle clubs. The only income we had was made legally. Even so, I had my doubts.

Mick didn’t come from a wealthy family, and he didn’t have a particularly well-paid job and yet he was never short of cash. In all the time I’d known him, I’d seen him with three different motorcycles. I never brought up my suspicions, and as far as I knew, Marcus never questioned him.

We were out on another night ride. Marcus sat behind me as I rode the Harley down a narrow street. A guy staggered out of the pub and into the middle of the road. I slowed down and tried to swerve around him, but he noticed me and for some reason, decided to attack. Grabbing hold of my helmet, he lifted the visor, reached his hand inside and tried to grab my face.

I squeezed the brakes, kicked the stand down, and jumped off the bike, throwing myself at the guy before Marcus had a chance to get to him. Never mind that the man was built-up like a rugby player, I was irate and didn’t think twice about laying into him. I forgot about Marcus. My rage was such, I didn’t even think about my own safety. I used all my strength to slam the guy into a parked car on the side of the road. The force was enough to set off the car alarm.

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