Tank_Devil's Nightmare MC by Lena Bourne

Author:Lena Bourne [Bourne, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: By the Pond Publishing
Published: 2017-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

11

Tank

We got to the motel the Spawns’ VP was staying at too late. Our informant told us he was supposed to be spending the night at a local MCs bunkhouse, but we didn't find out that was false info until almost dawn and then we still had to torture it out of them to find out where they did go. I left the torture part to Scar and it didn’t take long.

The VP was already packing up the car to leave when we arrived, and a whole crew of construction workers was having their breakfast thirty feet away. Much too public for a hit. Even Ice agreed, though I could feel him bristling with the need to slit the man's throat as soon as he saw him. He didn't stop bristling even while the guy buckled his small child into the car seat. Even as him and his ol' lady bickered about something, but ended it with a hug and a kiss.

I didn't need quite so stark a reminder that I no longer know why the fuck we're doing what we're doing to the Spawns. Or the reminder of the way me and Kim said goodbye yesterday morning. But I think Ice remembers for all of us, and I doubt the man understands love anymore. Not that I care. At least one of us is still on point with this job.

"We follow at a distance," I tell Ice and the five men with us. "Let's not spook them. As soon as they hit some backwaters stretch of road we'll make them stop and get this done."

We came here in two cars. There are few things as enjoyable as running down your rival on the back of a motorcycle, but these fuckers know we're coming, and they know they're running for their lives. The element of surprise is gone and they don't have a lot of fight left in them. It's mostly just flight now. A cornered animal is always the most dangerous one, and a cornered man is worse.

I tell them how I want us to handle this, sending two guys ahead to overtake them, while me, Ice and Scar will be taking up the rear, following the car as close as I dare. We're in grey station wagons for this job, which are stolen. We also stole the license plates from some other random cars. My plan is to make this one look like a case of road rage gone wrong and nothing more. This is too close to home and too public to mess up.

"The woman and child live," I add although I'm pretty sure that needs no saying. But it's never good to be too sure of anything in this life.

"What if she talks?" Level asks. He might be a new addition to the MC, but he's as bloodthirsty as they come. I'm guessing he was born that way.

"We'll make sure she understands it's in her and her child's best interest not to," Scar explains harshly, saving me the trouble.

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