Savage (Rage MC - The Prospects Book 6) by Elizabeth N. Harris

Author:Elizabeth N. Harris [Harris, Elizabeth N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Savage

The phone rang, and I lifted my head. I’d only just gone to bed and was bone tired. There’d been a big pile-up on the highway, and several bodies were DOA. I had been requested to transport the dead to the hospital mortuary and had obliged.

My eyes narrowed as I checked out the number; it was an out-of-state one. Gut churning, I pressed answer and barked a hello.

“Good morning, Mr Walker; this is Warden Gayle Rochester, calling from the Kentucky Correctional Institution for Women. Miss Sandie Sawyer has asked me to contact you regarding communication,” a woman said.

My fuckin’ mind froze at her words. I wanted to speak but couldn’t form a sentence.

“Mr Walker?” Gayle questioned.

“Here.”

“Did you hear my request?”

“Yeah, now you gotta tell me, how did you get this phone number? Because that bitch should not have it,” I managed to snarl and not yell.

“Ms Sawyer gave me it,” Gayle said, sounding confused.

“How did Sandie get it? That bitch is not allowed contact with me. I’ve several restraining orders against Sandie, barring her from contacting me,” I informed the warden.

Gayle drew in a sharp breath. “There is?”

“Did you even check the file?” I asked incredulously.

“Yes. However, Sandie has been working voluntarily in an admin position recently, and now I realise why. I apologise, Mr Walker, for disturbing you. You can be assured I’ll deal with this,” Gayle stated.

“You better. I want nothing to do with that murdering bitch or her family. Keep them away from me, Miss Rochester,” I said, and cut the call.

Sleep was far from my mind, and the conversation had unnerved me. Memories swirled; none were welcome, and I punched in a phone number.

“Yo,” Drake muttered on answering.

I didn’t hesitate and blurted everything out.

“Got a run you do can. It’s just Hellfire and back, not too far. If you’re tired when you get there, Chance will give you a bunk,” Drake offered, knowing instinctively what I needed.

“Thanks, Prez. No way could I have settled with this being dragged up,” I replied, relieved.

“Got your back, brother,” Drake said and ended the call.

Grumpily, I swung out of bed and dressed, stamping into my boots. So much for sleep; all hints of sleepiness had fled. My gut turned in anger, and my head was a mess. The open road was the solution I needed.

With raw emotions clawing at me, I left the house and bumped straight into Nancy.

“Not got time,” I grunted out.

“Can see that, son. Ride carefully,” Nancy said, moving aside and letting me pass. Shit, the expression on my face must have been terrifying, judging by the look the old lady gave me.

I moved swiftly, hit my Harley, and, swinging a leg over, I settled myself before starting the engine. Moments later, I pulled off my drive and rode towards Rage, ready to collect whatever Hellfire needed.

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After a couple of hours shooting the shit with Chance and a few others, I decided to return home. The need to sleep was creeping up on me, and I knew I’d end up sleeping at Hellfire tonight if I didn’t move.

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