Ride Long by Amity Cross

Author:Amity Cross [Cross, Amity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amity Cross
Published: 2018-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Chaser

Gasket and I hauled Harley’s unconscious body to Marini’s door.

It wasn’t the ending to the night I was planning on and not the way I wanted to see Sloane again, but around here, I couldn’t choose my fate. It was all up to the roll of the dice.

Marini wasn’t pleased when he opened the door.

“What’s this?” he asked, looking down at Harley, who we’d dumped on the floor in the hall.

“He attacked Betty,” Gasket said, making a point of using her original name. Until now, he’d been calling her Sloane.

I snorted. The many faces of Gasket.

Marini made the same sound and threw the door open as wide as it would go. “Get him inside.”

Gasket and I took an arm each, and we dragged him into the room, sitting his fat ass into one of the dining chairs as Rick appeared like the bad smell he was. On call twenty-four seven to mop up his boss’s victims’ blood stains.

“Rick.” Marini crooked his finger, and the kid came running, eager to do his master’s bidding. “Get a bucket of cold water, and toss it on him.”

Gasket glanced at me, and I shrugged. I didn’t think that worked, but stranger shit had happened.

“Explain,” Marini barked as Rick left to get a bucket.

“After I spoke to you, I went to the roof,” I said. “It’s usually empty. No one goes up there.”

“Why were you?” The president’s eyes were cold.

“To clear my head. Have to after a job.”

He snorted. “And?”

“Harley had Sloane on her back, half hanging over the side of the roof, with his hands around her neck. Choking her.” I curled my lip, glancing at Harley, whose own head was lolling forward. “I would’ve thrown him off the edge myself, but I knew you’d want the honors.”

Marini’s eyes sparkled, and I expected some sadistic torture was coming. “Where is Betty now?”

“In my rooms,” Gasket replied.

“She wanted to play,” he murmured. “She wanted to be part of Fortitude. Maybe it’s time for her to see what happens to those who cross me.”

I wanted to correct him and say ‘those who pissed him off,’ but I might’ve added myself to the hit list. I’d once seen him stab a fork through the hand of the previous shitkicker before Rick. Why? Simply because the kid had accidentally put too much pepper on his steak. That was the kind of man who dealt out the punishments around here.

On cue, the door opened, and Rick came in carrying a full bucket of water. It sloshed, melting ice cubes rattling against the plastic.

“You used ice?” Marini asked, his face twisting.

“The cold is supposed to shock him awake,” Rick replied. “Makes it more confusing.”

Marini shrugged and snatched the bucket. Aiming it toward Harley, he threw the entire contents at the biker’s face. Water splashed everywhere, but with the heat we’d been suffering for the past week, it was a welcome comfort to be drenched.

It seemed to do the trick—thankfully, for Rick’s approval rating. Harley coughed and spluttered, his eyes flashing side to side as he regained consciousness.

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