Psycho (Royal Devils MC Chicago Book 2) by Erin Trejo

Author:Erin Trejo [Trejo, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

The run went well. We’re just pulling into the parking lot when I notice Freak standing by the door. When he sees us, he hollers something back inside. Preacher and I share a look before killing the engines and climbing off our bikes. With my helmet in hand, I stroll toward him, giving him a chin lift when I’m close enough.

“The run good?” Grave asks, but I can see something else is bothering him. He left our run a little earlier than the rest of the guys after he got a phone call he had to handle.

“Yeah. We’re all straight. Preacher has the cash,” I inform him. He nods his head as I pull the door open. As soon as I step inside, Grave’s hands wrap up in my shirt. He pulls me further into the club before shoving me against the closest wall.

“The fuck is this?” I roar.

“You got a girl locked in the goddamn basement?” My eyes quickly move around the room trying to see if Loralai came up here, but I don’t see her. So, how the fuck does he know that?

“It’s not what you think, Grave.”

“What is it then?”

“Who the fuck went down there, anyway? Thought I had my privacy!” Anger slowly begins to creep through me. Why the hell was anyone down there after Grave told me the space was mine?

“Is that really the point?”

“Part of it. What the fuck, Grave?”

“Wendy was lookin’ for you. She said there was some girl down there.” Wendy? That fucking bitch.

“First of all, Wendy is gonna lose her life for goin’ into my private space!” I roar loud enough that she can hear me if she’s in the room. That’s one rule we have around here. None of the girls can just go into your room uninvited.

“Who the hell is she?” Grave grits his teeth as he stares at me. Slowly releasing me, I sigh and run my hand through my hair.

“They wanted her.”

“Fuck!” he growls.

“Just listen to me, okay? They wanted her but so did I.”

“You took her?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah but not for what you’re thinkin’.”

“Get in the goddamn office,” he says, nodding toward the door. He motions to Preacher and Freak to follow and they do. Preacher drops the bag of cash on the desk before looking around at all of us and asks, “What’s this?”

“He’s got a girl in the basement,” Grave informs them. Preacher smirks and fist bumps me. Freak raises an eyebrow, but Grave is pissed. “This isn’t funny!”

“Why not? He’s got a girl. What’s the problem?” Freak asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

“He took her!”

“No shit?” Freak turns to look at me.

“Look, there was this sick fuck in the pen. My cellmate. He’s a twisted fuck that planned on takin’ his niece to sell to the highest bidder,” I explain. “I saw her pictures, and he talked about her a lot when I was locked up. She didn’t deserve that shit.”

“For fuck’s sake!” Grave roars.

“So you took her?” Preacher asks while I nod.

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