Ink's Devil: Satan's Devils MC Colorado Chapter #5 by Manda Mellett

Author:Manda Mellett [Mellett, Manda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781912288557
Publisher: Trish Haill Associates
Published: 2019-12-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Mace

I’m the enforcer for the Colorado chapter of the Satan’s Devils, a role I’d stepped into a couple of years back, and one I feel I was made for. Of course, I’d rather not have had the vacancy arise in the way that it had, when Ingot, the previous enforcer, had been killed. One of my first jobs had been to deal with the man who we belatedly discovered had murdered him. As it turned out, he’d been killed by one of our own. Taser had died screaming. I’d made sure of that.

I’d been voted into the position as I’m not afraid of doing what has to be done. It was partly Taser who’d spurred me on to be the best fucking enforcer the MC ever had. Having cast doubts on my abilities, I’d set out to prove him wrong.

The natural leanings inside me which make me good in my role are also probably the reason I’m not coping well right now without a target to vent my frustration on, or someone to question in ways that would ease this beast inside.

I’m seething with rage, way beyond angry. My brother’s been locked up and in no way does he deserve it. My hands curl into fists, and I hit them against each other, wishing I could use them on someone’s head. There’s a particular someone I have in mind.

That bitch Ink hooked up with, whose fault it is my brother is where he is, deserves my anger. Fuck, I wish Demon had let me loose on her. Firstly, because my methods would have left us in no doubt whether what was coming out of her mouth was the truth, and secondly, it would have made me feel better.

For more than one reason, I wish it had been me she’d targeted at Pyro’s wedding instead of Ink. Selfishly, I wouldn’t have minded those long legs which go on for miles wrapped around me, and second, I’m not so much of an idiot about women as Ink has turned out to be. If I’d been the one seeing her walking into a trap, I would have stood by and happily watched her put her head in the noose. No bitch is worth doing time for, particularly when she’d been the one committing the crime. He should have left her to get what she deserved.

This story about her brother and her not knowing she was storing drugs? Who the fuck can believe that? Not this man, that’s for certain.

Disbelief is the primary emotion for most of us this morning. A morning when I didn’t wake from my bed—no, I’ve not even lain in it since the night before last—a morning which has seen me having to fist my hands to stop torturing a woman I’m sure knows more than she was telling, and then to top it off, a morning which saw me collecting said bitch’s mom from her house and delivering her back to the compound.

Thank fuck Rusty had been with me.

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