Diesel: Brothers of Chaos MC #2 by Quinn Slater

Author:Quinn Slater [Slater, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

9

Gigi

“Your entire club is fucked,” I said.

The Prospect left and locked the door. The barred window offered no escape solution. I was told to keep my mouth shut and that everything would be okay. Why take me in the first place?

I sat on the cot in the room, and the door opened. A biker came in and closed the door.

“Cigar Stevens,” he said. “I’m President of Three Kings MC. Hope you’re comfortable. Everyone has been told not to lay a hand on you.”

“The smartest thing you can do right now is let me go.” I remained seated. Trying to escape would have been stupid, and so far, I believed what they told me. “Diesel will come, and when he does, you better believe he’ll tear this place apart.”

“The Brothers are hours away. We’ll be ready.”

“You don’t understand.” I stood and peeked between the window curtains. “Diesel will come here by himself. He won’t wait for help.”

“I’ve thirty bikers around this compound. Nobody’s getting in without being shot dead.” He pulled a phone from his pocket and sent a message. He was afraid. “Now, we need to discuss what’s happening with you.”

“Better hurry. There’s not much time left.”

“Got a call yesterday that you were heading this way.” He got up and walked around the room. His size surprised me. No more than five foot ten or so, skinny, broken nose, a scar over his left eye, I was sure he couldn’t fight his way out of a wet paper bag.

“My father called you, didn’t he?” He was going to get people dead. “Just let me go because I’m not returning to Arkansas.”

Someone knocked on the door, and the door opened. “The van is ready,” a Prospect said.

“Send two extras. Tell Capone he needs to go.”

The Prospect nodded and left the room.

“You can either go quietly, or we can drag you out. Either way, you’re going.” He walked to the door. “And it wasn’t your father who called. Some guy named Charles or Charlie or something.”

I said nothing. Charles had made a critical mistake, thinking that having me followed and kidnapped would ever bring me running into his arms. In fact, it made me want to let Diesel punch him in the face.

Outside, Cigar handed me off to Capone and three Prospects.

“Last chance,” I said. “Let me walk, and you live.”

Cigar chuckled, amused that a single man could bring his club down. He opened the van’s back doors and motioned me inside.

I took one step toward the van, and Cigar’s head exploded. The Prospects and Capone drew their weapons and spun in a circle. Not wanting to get shot, I dove inside the van as a bullet smashed the window. Another few shots and the Prospects dropped.

Capone dove into the van, pointing his gun at the open doors. Sweat raced down his face, and his hands shook.

“Why do they call you Capone?”

“What? Fuck you, lady.”

Something to our right explodes, and the fireball lit the night sky. They’d had fair warning.

Capone slid toward the open doors when everything fell quiet.

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