Vengeance Of A Black Knight (Iron Dogz MC, #4)

by René Van Dalen

  When we first arrived and rode to the Embassy my stomach had been in knots most of the time with the cars and minibus taxis zooming around on the crowded narrow roads. I should have felt safer seeing how I was sitting inside a cage but I wasn’t. Dive’s words kept circling in my brain. My brother had been worried about this trip and his worry wasn’t for himself it was for me.

  I should have reassured him.

  I should have shared my secret, but I had been sworn to secrecy by Maniac on pain of death.

  It was after the disaster of my sixteenth birthday party that he had called me into his office. He didn’t tell me that he knew I had killed Scraggs, nothing was said about him. Instead he talked to me about being Grave’s only little girl and because of that I would always be in danger. He wanted to ensure he could find me should I ever go missing.

  As a fairly innocent sixteen year old I hadn’t been sure what he meant. That was until he started explaining about trackers. They already had one in my phone and on the backpack I used for school.

  But Maniac wanted to be very sure.

  Since then I’ve had more trackers planted in my shoes and bags than I’m sure even the First Lady had.

  But how the hell would it work all the way over here? Would it even work? Just in case I had braided my hair with my charms in a thick tail. In the event that someone scanned me for a tracker they will find it in the charms and hopefully look no further.

  And maybe we were all being paranoid for nothing.

  The journey to the Embassy had gone down without any incidents and Dive and I had been met by a very helpful lady. She facilitated everything for us. The paperwork and arranging for clearance once he arrived back in the States. And as I had suspected Reid’s history as a decorated US Marine had helped. When we walked out half an hour later my head was aching and all I wanted was to try and forget about arranging for my brother’s body to go home to our parents.

  Dive called Maniac as soon as we reached the garage where everyone was waiting for us.

  I didn’t want to hear what was being said and went straight into Wolf’s arms, hiding my face in his chest.

  “I’ve got you, Kitten.”

  The relief of not having to pretend to be strong was huge and I sagged against him.

  “That was so damned difficult. I hope that’s the last time I ever have to arrange to have a brother’s body shipped home to my parents.”

  Wolf, wisely, didn’t say anything, he just held me while in the background I heard the rumble of Dive’s voice. We had both elected Maniac as the contact person in the US, not wanting Dad or Mama to have to deal with this.

  The minute he finished his call Dive came to us and dragged me out of Wolf’s arms and into his.

  “Maniac’s got it handled, baby girl. He’ll be waiting to take Reid home the minute the plane lands. It’s fucked up that we can’t take him with us but the rules are the rules, right? We won’t be far behind him, I promise.”

  He didn’t realise that the promise he made also hurt my heart. I was starting to fall in love with my Wolfman and leaving him was going to be hell.

  But I swallowed it all down, burying it deep to look at later, much later.

  Not long after we were back on the road and travelling without any problems down the back roads to the compound. The decision had been made after much discussion about how safe the highway would be.

  All was well until we came over a rise and there spread across both lanes of the road was a massive roadblock. It was manned by what looked like to be metro cops plus the regular cops. A line of cars snaked down the road on our side and it seemed each and every cage was being searched.

  “Fuck.” Will muttered softly as he activated the phone plugged into a kit on the console.

  “Hawk.”

  “Prez, we’re stopped at a roadblock between Kyalami and Blue Hills.”

  “Fuckers, no worries, Will. The cage is clean, just keep your mouth shut, do what they ask and you’ll be okay.”

  “Got it, Prez, will do.” Will said and ended the call.

  I frowned at him. “Does this happen a lot?”

  “Ja, they’re always looking for someone or for stolen shit and such. Luckily it looks like the cars are moving quickly.”

  We sat waiting, creeping ahead slowly with the bikes in front and behind us. We were two cars from the front when an officer walked up to Dive who was in front of us. He spoke and gestured. When Dive looked back at me I felt my gut clench. They wanted the bikes to go ahead, not searching them at all.

  “Fuck.” Will whispered. “Just do as he says, man.” He urged, while his hands clenched tightly around the steering wheel.

  “What will happen if he refuses to move?”

  “Problems, big fucking problems.”

  Wolf rolled his bike forward and started speaking to the cop. He shook his head adamantly and waved them on. Wolf looked over his shoulder catching my eyes. Our gazes were locked until he turned away then slowly rode past the car in front of us and through the road block. Everyone followed as he pulled over on the shoulder of the road and sat watching and waiting for us.

  We were about to move forward after the car in front of us was waved through when a big black SUV in the lane opposite ours came through the road block and slowly started to drive towards us. The sudden sound of brakes and a crash jerked my attention away from the SUV. A car had slammed into the back of one of the stationary cars in the oncoming lane and the pigs scattered to take care of it. I was just about to call Wolf when my window shattered and a gloved hand came through the broken window. The masked man outside the vehicle shoved his gloved hand inside, unlocked the door and jerked it open.

  Everything happened in seconds. My seatbelt was cut and I was dragged out of the cage but Will grabbed the arm I had thrown out towards him with both hands and started pulling me back inside. The bark of a gun was sudden and loud. Will’s hands fell away and he slumped to the side, his head hitting the steering wheel which started the horn blaring.

  “Will!” There was blood but I wasn’t sure where he had been hit.

  As I lunged at him someone grabbed the back of my shirt and jerked me out. I started to fall but the masked asshole snatched me up before I hit the ground. I knew I had to draw as much attention to what was happening and added my screams to the blaring of the horn. Heads turned our way and shocked faces watched the shit happening right in front of the fucking useless pigs.

  A fist connected with my temple, the pain was immediate and darkness tried to seep in but I fought it off. Then I was flying through the air, the bastard threw me at someone who had been waiting. He threw me over his shoulder and ran towards the waiting cage while I kicked and screamed like a fucking banshee. Drawing as much attention as possible to the fact that I was being kidnapped. Hopefully some of the bystanders had their phones out and were recording this shit. If I was lucky it would help my family to find me.

  I was flung into the back seat of the waiting vehicle where another masked asshole dragged me kicking and screaming towards him.

  I was fighting hard when I felt a prick against my neck and then nothing.

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  Wolf

  It seemed to happen in fucking slow motion. The big black SUV drove through the roadblock then slowed as it drew up next to Leo and Will. Wolf felt the wrongness in his gut, he knew something wasn’t right and dropped his eyes to look at the registration number. The number plate was partly obscured by mud while the vehicle didn’t have a single fucking speck of mud on it.

  By the time he reacted it was already too late. The sound of shattering glass, a gunshot and his woman screaming drew everyone’s attention away from the accident. She was kicking and screaming as she was thrown over her attacker’s shoulder. Her attackers, who wore ski masks, ran with her to the waiting cage, threw her in the back and jumped in after her. The vehicle raced off seconds later.

  “Ambush!” Wolf roared as he gunned his bike to swing around and start to g
ive chase only to be stopped by the fucking pigs.

  They were spread out across the fucking road pointing semi-automatics at them while only one of the metro cops’ gave chase.

  Ripping his helmet off he screamed at the pig while pointing to where the black SUV was fast disappearing down the road. “That was my fucking wife! Someone took my fucking wife! Let us the fuck through. We’re faster than your fucking cars. They’re getting away man, for fucks sake, let us through. They kidnapped my wife!” He fucking begged the stone faced fuckers while those in the cars looked on in stunned disbelief, phones out and recording every-fucking-thing.

  The bastard in charge shook his head and Wolf could see he wished he didn’t have to but he was following orders. Dropping his weapon to point at the ground he approached them slowly.

  “I’m sorry, sir, but we can’t allow you through. You say she’s your wife?”

  Dive interrupted, not giving him a chance to answer. “That’s my fuckin’ sister they just kidnapped. She’s an American citizen and my brother’s ol’ lady. Let us through man. We can still catch them if you let us through right now. Please, let us through before it’s too late for her.”

  The officer shook his head but he didn’t look happy about it.

  “I’m sorry, sir. I have my orders from the Captain over there. He’s in charge of the situation and as this is now a crime scene no one is going to be allowed though. I’m sorry.”

  “We heard a gunshot, Will, the guy who was driving, is he okay?” Wolf had to ask but his gut rolled almost continuously at being so totally fucking helpless.

  “Let me find out for you, sir.”

  About a minute later some other low ranked piece of shit came to tell them Will had been wounded and an ambulance was on the way. The bullet had only grazed the side of his head knocking him out and it was bleeding profusely but there were no other injuries that they could see. They would have to wait until the Paramedics got there to assess him.

  With the shock of the kidnapping happening right under the fuckin pigs noses Wolf hadn’t thought of calling for back up. Grabbing his phone he called his president.

  “Hawk.”

  “Prez, they got her. Pulled her out of the cage at a fucking roadblock in front of at least a dozen pigs and shot Will. He was lucky, apparently it’s only a graze. They fucking took my woman, Prez.” He forced his voice through his tight throat muscles and clenched teeth. “The fucking pigs wouldn’t let us follow them and there are no side roads we can take to go around them. We lost her, Prez.”

  There was a very short stunned silence before Hawk reacted.

  “Fucking hell! Brother, get back here. I’ll get Ziggy on it and I’ll put calls in to Doc and Dagger. We’ll get her back brother, just get your asses back here so we can mobilise a search and rescue.” His prez’s voice dropped into a deep growl. “I’ve been where you are right now, brother. Believe me, I know what it feels like and that you want to fucking kill those pigs but I need you calm. We need your help to identify that fucking cage to give Ziggy a better chance of finding her. Come back, brother. I give you my word I won’t leave a fucking stone unturned until we find her.”

  “I don’t want to leave until we’ve talked to the people who were waiting in line. Maybe one of them used their fucking heads and took a video of the kidnapping. It might give us some clue of their identity or something, Prez.” Wolf didn’t want to leave, not yet.

  “Wolf, if anyone took photos or a video they will post it online. Ziggy’s already got that locked down. The minute it’s posted we will know. We need you back here, brother.” Hawk denied him the option of staying. “Plus I need you away from the fucking pigs because this shit smells fucking bad as hell. I don’t want you locked up on some trumped up charges.”

  Dropping his head Wolf knew his president was right. “Okay, Prez, we’re on our way.”

  Slipping the phone into his pocket Wolf stood staring at his boots then rubbed his hands over the back of his neck and up over his hair. He felt like screaming out his rage but he knew the fucking pigs would have him in bracelets and in the back of a fucking aapkas (police van) if he did. The stupid fuckers had no idea how much of a threat he was to them right now. Calming slightly he lifted his head and took stock of what was happening around him. Buzz had his hand on Dive’s arm and the rest of the Shadow Wraiths were being handled the same way. The fucking pigs still had guns trained on them while the bastard in charge strutted around like a fucking peacock shouting orders to his men. Wolf ripped out his phone and took a photo of the piece of shit then of the car that had started it all by ramming into the back of the one in front of him. The driver was standing next to it, looking shocked and guilty. Their day would come. He would make sure of it.

  Blowing a heavy breath out Wolf walked over to Dive. “Brother, we need to ride. Prez is waiting for us at the compound and he’s called in some help. We’re going to get her back even if I have to rip the fucking world apart to do so. We will fucking find her. And once we do blood is going to flow like a fucking river. Starting with whoever sold us out and moving on to those motherfuckers over there and the piece of shit who ordered this motherfucking roadblock.”

  Dive’s eyes were filled with screaming demons as he looked at Wolf. “Should have fuckin’ left her at the clubhouse. Should never have taken her with me. This is my fuckin’ fault. If anythin’ happens to her how the hell am I gonna face our Mama? This is gonna kill her. The twins were her babies no matter how old they got. They were the babies in our family. We’ve already lost Reid we can’t lose Leo as well. We just fuckin’ can’t.”

  “Dive, my brother, we ain’t lost her yet. You know she’s fuckin’ wily. She’ll play their fucked up game and beat them at it. Let’s do as Wolf says and go back to the clubhouse. We cain’t do no nothin’ here.” Lure’s accent had broadened as he urged Dive to leave the scene.

  It didn’t take Dive long to make up his mind. “We ride. I need to be in a better place ‘fore I call Maniac. Fuckin’ hell, anythin’ happens to her and he’s gonna go to war with this fuckin’ country.”

  Wolf totally agreed with the going to war sentiment. It wouldn’t matter what fucked up negotiations were made, he was going to get bloody if he didn’t get her back. He still had the key to Reid’s storage unit and he would be visiting it very soon. No matter what was decided at the table he was killing every single fucker at the Harrison Syndicate starting with the old bitch. Then he was going to move on to those who had helped them to perpetrate their atrocities. Every single one of them was going to pay, and they’ll pay in fucking blood.

  Sitting on his bike his head jerked up as a SAPS helicopter came in low and fast over their heads and continued on in the direction the kidnappers had fled.

  Wolf shook his head.

  Too late, much too late.

  By now the fuckers would have changed rides and disappeared.

  “Wolf, my brother, I’m going to stay here with Will until the ambulance arrives and follow him to the hospital. I texted Ice to let him know. You get back to the compound and get on to finding those motherfuckers so when I get back we can go hunting.” Buzz said quietly as he stood next to his bike.

  All Wolf could give him was a nod before pulling his helmet back on. Starting his bike he slowly rode away from the place where he had lost his old lady because of the fucking pigs. Someone, or several someones, at that roadblock had helped the bastards and when he found out who they were they were going to be added to the list. A list of those he was going to pay back in blood, their blood.

  For every single drop his old lady lost they would be giving a fuckload of their own.

  There was a very good reason why he was Beast’s second. He didn’t mind getting bloody. Didn’t give a shit if he had to cut off body parts or put a bullet in the head of some stupid fucker. It was all the same to him.

  The old bitch had just fucked with the wrong man.

  Wolf was totally lost inside his head when he rolled up to the c
lubhouse and parked his bike. Walking inside he violently threw his helmet and gloves onto a couch as he stormed past scaring a few of the sluts who were hanging out in the common room. Ignoring them he stalked to Hawk’s office.

  The door stood open and Wolf walked in without knocking, not even on the door jamb as he would have done before today. All the officers and lieutenants were waiting on them. Ziggy was busy on his laptop and didn’t do more than glance up before getting back to work.

  The chairs in front of Hawk’s desk stood waiting for him and Dive and they took them.

  “What do you have for me, Prez?” Wolf asked he sat down.

  “Very little I’m afraid, brother. The videos on the net show her being carried away and then driven off in a black SUV. The pigs found it abandoned on a side street in Lone Hill. The helicopter search hasn’t brought anything to light either. I won’t be surprised if we find that the SUV had been stolen from a parking lot somewhere. And that raises a few questions. If it had been stolen, how did it get through that roadblock? On the other hand, if it wasn’t reported as stolen who does it belong to? We need a name and Ziggy is on it right now. He’ll have answers for us soon.”

  “I took photos of the motherfucking pig running the roadblock and the piece of shit that was the distraction.” Wolf snarled as he chucked his phone across the desk to his Prez.

  Hawk just picked it up and threw it to Ziggy who caught it and set it down next to him before getting back to work on his laptop.

  “I need to call my prez and my Dad to let ‘em know what happened. We all know why they grabbed Leo. She’s their bargaining chip.” Dive bit out through clenched teeth.

  Hawk nodded. “I agree. Call them, Dive, but do it on speaker and let them know we’re all listening.”

  Wolf found it hard to just fucking sit there and let all this shit go down around him. He wanted to be out there looking for her. No matter that he would be wasting his fucking time, it would feel as if he was doing something and not sitting on his ass waiting.