Paris: Lost Valkyries MC by Esther E. Schmidt

Author:Esther E. Schmidt [Schmidt, Esther E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-18T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 07

***Paris***

It’s been over five damn hours when we finally stroll back into the clubhouse.

“That almost seemed to go too fucking easy,” I mutter to my VP.

Jérôme puts a hand on my shoulder and squeezes. “Yeah, brother. But the job isn’t done yet. We managed to take the head off that club, and with that, eliminated the threat toward us. He tied that noose around his neck himself when he went on that personal vendetta and killed your father.”

“Cédric is a good man. He showed great leadership tonight, allowing to hear us out and step up like that. He will lead Coup de Foudre MC with a whole different state of mind. I’m glad Fabien suggested he’d reach out to his old roommate who’s friends with Cédric. That saved a lot of lives,” I sigh in relief.

When I walked into church a few hours earlier we didn’t have that many options. We had to strike back before they would plan another hit against us. Then Fabien mentioned he could probably set up a meeting to discuss an option where Gérard could be hand-delivered to us by his own damn club. Seeing he’s heard rumors that none of the Coup de Foudre MC members were happy with Gérard’s actions. It was worth a try and thank fuck it all worked out. It’s hard to believe that this whole vendetta started out because of an almost fucking accident.

That’s fucking right…road rage. Jérôme was riding behind my father when they were riding down Avenue de la Grande-Armée. Just as they got on the Arc de Triomphe, Gérard came up from behind them and cut my father off. My dad barely managed to prevent the two of them from crashing.

They both got off their bike and instantly started throwing punches. Jérôme had to drag them apart. One moment in time where two people’s lives cross and collide, anger and vengeance building afterwards that eventually led to the death of my father. Gérard waited for his chance and slit my father’s throat when he walked out of a bar three weeks ago.

“Are you coming with me tomorrow, Jérôme?” I ask because he deserves to be there as much as me.

The smile he gives me is all telling. “I gladly accept that invitation. Wouldn’t miss it for the fucking world.”

We’ve dropped Gérard at my father’s house where three brothers are keeping watch. Well, it’s my house now. I fucking love the place where I grew up. It’s an old mansion located a few hours from Paris. It comes with a massive vineyard and a huge water wheel just steps away from the house.

As I said, they’re keeping an eye on Gérard. When we get there tomorrow morning, we’ll have all the time and peace to torture the fuck out of this guy before I kill him slowly. But first we’re gonna need a good night’s sleep. It’s the middle of the night and I can’t wait to slide into my bed where I hope to fuck Lyra is waiting for me.

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