Rage Against The Machine: Special Edition (Dan & Chloe Book 1)

by Flamank, Nathan L.

  ‘It’s Wi-Fi enabled, with a year’s internet subscription built in, all paid for, we’ll be able to access the internet anywhere now, we can look at that website whenever we want.’

  ‘Clever thinking, what else did you get?’

  ‘A shaver, a clean pay-as-you-go mobile, and some other stuff.’

  Chloe got up and handed Dan his coffee, he drank the contents in one go. Chloe kissed him and ran a hand over his stubbled chin. ‘You do need a shave handsome; it’s like a brilo-pad.’

  Dan laughed, ‘I didn’t buy it for me.’

  Chloe slapped him playfully. ‘Are you saying my legs need shaving?’

  Dan grinned and shrugged.

  There was a knock at the door and they both stiffened up.

  ‘I’m a little scared,’ Chloe said.

  ‘Don’t be; it’ll be alright.’

  Chloe sat in the chair and crossed her legs, she tried to pull her skirt down her thigh to cover herself but it didn’t really work, you could still see her stocking-tops. She rested her hands across her thigh to cover it and Dan smiled. She had been such an exhibitionist since he’d first clapped eyes on her that her sudden coyness was endearing.

  ‘Just sit there, don’t mention Rufus and let me do all the talking, we’ll be fine.’

  He opened the door to see two men standing before him. One he hadn’t seen in almost 10 years, the other he hadn’t seen before.

  Terry indicated the stranger, ‘This is Carl; he’s with me.’

  ‘Come in.’

  Dan held the door wide open and let the two men in to the room. He closed the door behind them.

  Terry noticed Chloe from the get-go. ‘Aren’t you just the luscious one?’

  His voice was gruff and Chloe felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze as he scrutinised her but she wouldn’t allow it to show so she sat back in the chair not caring what he saw or thought, she was with Dan and that was all that mattered.

  Dan clicked his fingers and got Terry’s attention. ‘She’s with me Terry.’ Click-click. ‘Concentrate on me.’

  Terry nodded and turned to Dan, a large carry-all in his right hand, the muscles in his arms bulged from its weight.

  Terry nodded to Carl, ‘Pat him down Carl.’

  Dan took a step backwards and held his hands up, palms out, ‘You touch me Carl and I’ll break whatever part of you touches me, you got that big guy?’

  From her seat in the chair Chloe sat forward, she’d never heard Dan talk like that before; his whole body language had changed too.

  Carl looked at Terry and cocked his head to one side in a “what shall I do” kind of way.

  Terry grinned and nodded once. ‘Pat him down.’

  Chloe had never seen anyone move quite like Dan did. One minute Carl was reaching for Dan and then Dan turned and stepped into the side of Carl and grabbed the big man’s foreman. Dan twisted the hand upwards and back and there was an audible crack and Dan continued applying pressure and Carl dropped to his knees, a look of agony stretched across his face.

  Chloe’s mouth hung open so she shut it and looked from Dan to Terry to the ape on the floor on his knees.

  Chloe looked at Dan again, he had a look of indifference on his face, as if the whole thing meant very little to him. Just who was this man that until right then she had taken to be a quiet gentle man?

  Terry laughed. ‘Let him up Dan-dan, I was only fucking with ya; I wanted to see if you still had it.’

  Through clenched teeth Carl said, ‘He still got it boss.’

  Dan let go of Carl and the big man sat back hard on his rear. He cradled his broken left hand, ‘Fuck that really hurts.’

  ‘Wait outside Carl; we’ll get you to a good hospital soon.’

  Carl managed to get to his feet. ‘Okay boss.’ He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

  Terry placed the cloth carry-all on the bed and unzipped it.

  Chloe took a quick look and a whispered ‘fuck’ escaped her lips.

  Terry smiled at her. ‘You got that right sexy.’

  Chloe flicked her eyes up to Terry; he was a big man, about 3 or 4 years older than Dan she guessed. Terry was big and muscular and dressed in an expensive linen suit which she could tell from the way it was cut probably cost thousands.

  Terry held out his hand to her. Chloe looked at Dan for his assurance, Dan nodded once and Chloe shook Terry’s hand. He held her grip for longer than was necessary and Chloe felt a little intimidated, Terry was looking at her as if she was a piece of merchandise.

  Dan noticed and slapped Terry’s hand away. ‘I told you Terry; she’s with me, concentrate on me, what did you bring?’

  To Chloe it was apparent that Terry was not used to being touched or told what to do by anyone and she felt the tension mounting in the room, and then Terry laughed and he appeared to relax as if nothing had been said.

  ‘Dan-dan, what have you got yourself involved in; seedy motels, cloak-and-dagger phone calls and a very attractive young woman, is she one of Madison’s girls?’

  ‘No Terry, it’s nothing like that, it’s better that you don’t know; for now. Just show me the goods.’

  Chloe sat silently and watched. The hair on her neck was standing up and her thighs had broken out in goose flesh and she rubbed at them with her hands. Chloe saw Terry looking down the front of her blouse and she used a hand to pull it close at the neck.

  Dan saw it and said, ‘Terry, you look at Chloe once more like that and I’m going to forget that we’re brothers.’

  Brothers! Chloe was shocked at the revelation; she would never have guessed it to look at them.

  Terry turned back to Dan. ‘Sorry Dan-dan but I’d get top money for a piece like her, just thinking business, that’s all.’ Terry grinned.

  Dan shook his head, ‘Like I said once, and then that’s it.’

  Terry nodded; he understood that a line had been drawn and that he would be foolish to cross it. Terry was by far the bigger of the two men, and he looked stronger but Dan looked totally poised and it was obvious to Chloe that Terry was wary of his younger brother. Just who had Dan been in an earlier life?

  For the rest of the time that they spent in the room Terry totally ignored Chloe, which was fine by her, and he concentrated solely on showing his brother what goods he had brought.

  Chloe sat silently and watched as Dan handled various weapons with confidence and knowledge, a couple of times he smiled when Terry made a comment. Chloe couldn’t believe that Dan had a brother, he’d not mentioned any family, just that his parents were dead. Obviously Dan had a past that she knew nothing of, which she supposed was only to be expected given the newness of their relationship.

  The strangest thing though was the reaction she had to Dan’s sudden outburst of violence and his self-assured way in which he dealt with Terry and handled the guns; she was highly aroused, her knickers were almost soaking wet and she couldn’t wait to get Dan on his own. These thoughts she was having made her feel a little uncomfortable; they showed a side to her personality that until recent events she hadn’t known existed: danger turned her on

  Terry went through the contents of the carry-all with Dan. He could have been reading out a grocery list. There were 6 handguns and 3 machine pistols, all untraceable, and each with its own ammunition.

  ‘But the real star of the show is this baby,’ Terry said as he held aloft a pump action shot gun with a folding stock. ‘It takes twelve rounds, which isn’t standard, this is a real specialist weapon, it can be switched to automatic by flicking this switch at the top of the trigger guard,’ Terry showed Dan where he meant and Dan nodded. ‘On auto it’ll cycle through all twelve rounds in less than six seconds and this beast will stop a charging bull elephant at fifty yards.’

  Terry put all the weapons back in the hold-all and zipped it shut. From his inside jacket pocket he handed Dan a thick bundle of cash.

  ‘Ten grand as requested, and seem you’re family I won’t be expecting the usual in
terest on top.’

  ‘You’re all heart,’ Dan said and handed the thick bundle to Chloe. She fanned the wad of fifty pound notes, never having seen so much money at one time before.

  ‘Look after it honey,’ Dan said and Chloe nodded.

  To Terry he said, ‘The car?’

  Terry took a set of keys out of his trouser pocket and gave them to Dan. ‘It’s a two year old Ferrari.’

  Dan raised an eyebrow.

  ‘Hey you said you wanted fast and clean, it was the best I could do as such short notice.’

  ‘It’s a bit flash.’

  ‘Fuck you Dan-dan,’ Terry said laughing. ‘Go by bus if you don’t want to attract attention.’

  Dan smiled, ‘Sorry, you’re right; you did real good. Where’s it parked?’

  ‘Out front, walk with me and I’ll show you.’

  ‘Okay.’

  Out in the car-park Terry turned to Dan and said, ‘So, what’s she got you mixed up in?’

  Dan stopped walking, ‘What makes you think she’s responsible?’

  Terry laughed. ‘Tits like hers, everything on show, something like that could get a man in a lot of trouble, I know; I’ve been there.’

  ‘You don’t need to remind me Terry, but I dragged her in to this mess.’

  Terry was surprised by this and slapped his younger brother across the shoulders and started to laugh. ‘My baby brother’s back in trouble. What have you done? I have to admit Dan-dan that once you got out, became an internet whizz that I never thought I’d see the day that you got wrapped up with trouble again. What is it?’

  Dan looked across at Carl who was still holding his ruined hand as he leant against a lamp post.

  Terry smiled, ‘Don’t you worry about Carl. I trust him with my life so you can trust him with this.’

  Dan nodded and quickly filled his brother in on recent events. As he talked Dan noticed that the years had not been good to his older sibling. Terry’s face was deeply lined, and although on the surface Terry appeared to be in shape Dan could see the tell-tale signs of steroid use; his eyes were red and his nose showed broken veins. Dan also saw a nasty scar running down from Terry’s left ear and under the collar of his suit.

  ‘So that’s everything,’ Dan concluded.

  Terry looked off across the car-park. ‘I’ve heard of this sort of thing, not Rufus specifically but men like him.’

  ‘You have; where?’

  Terry shrugged, ‘On the grapevine, it’s a small world Dan, stories get told, word soon surfaces, and I’ve heard that its global.’

  ‘Yeah, that’s what I’ve been led to believe.’

  ‘Can’t you just run? I could sort out new identities for you and your schoolgirl lover.’

  Dan knew his brother was only poking fun but it still irritated him, ‘Chloe’s nineteen, you can’t tell me that you’ve never gone there?’

  ‘Oh no I’ve gone there, a lot younger besides, but she’s not exactly inconspicuous is she?’

  ‘No, I can’t say she is, but she’s clever and she saved my life last night and the craziest thing is that I love her and I haven’t loved someone in a very long time.’

  The brothers locked eyes as they both travelled back in time to when they were both a lot younger. Terry looked away first and nodded slightly.

  ‘Love; that’s just a word men use to get their cock sucked,’ Terry grinned, ‘I take it she has sucked on the old pipe.’

  Dan’s fists came up and Terry danced backwards out of the way of Dan’s swinging right fist. Terry held his hands out placating Dan. ‘Jesus Dan-dan; you’re so fucking wired, I’m just pulling your tail man.’

  Dan sighed, ‘Don’t do that okay?’

  ‘Okay, okay; so what do you think of the wheels?’

  Dan walked around the metallic black Ferrari. ‘Very nice; but easy as shit to spot.’

  Terry laughed loudly, ‘Dan, with that hot thing travelling with you you’re already easy to spot. If I’m honest I’m surprised that this Rufus character hasn’t managed to take you yet.’

  Dan nodded, ‘Like I said; she’s clever, she’s cunning and she’s pretty damn tough.’

  ‘If the stories I’ve heard on the grapevine are to be believed then she needs to be, you both do, you’ll need all your old ways Dan.’

  ‘I know,’ Dan said softly.

  Terry put his arm around his younger brother’s shoulders, ‘Is it so hard to remember what you once were?’

  Dan looked at Terry and shook his head. ‘No, and that’s what worries me.’

  Terry laughed, ‘Shit, my little brother’s grown a conscience.’

  Terry saw Carl tapping his watch and Terry nodded.

  ‘Look Dan I need to be somewhere, do you want the fucking car or not?’

  ‘I want it.’

  ‘And try not to scratch it or is that a foregone conclusion?’

  ‘No it’s not. I’ll try to bring it back in one piece, but here, take these,’ Dan handed Terry the keys to the Astin Martin and gave Terry details of where he’d left it, ‘Call it insurance.’

  Terry pocketed the keys, ‘Okay.’

  Dan held his hand out for Terry to shake. Terry scanned the car-park to make sure no one was looking and then hugged his brother close.

  ‘Thanks Terry.’

  ‘Hey I know how hard it must have been for you to call me. I’m sorry for what happened and for who I am, for what it’s worth I love you bro.’

  Dan hugged Terry back. ‘It’s okay.’

  ‘Right, well I guess good luck.’

  They stepped back and Dan looked over at Carl. ‘I’m sorry about the hand okay?’

  Carl nodded once.

  A silver Mercedes pulled alongside Terry and Dan watched as Terry and Carl got in and the driver roared off from the curb heading for the exit.

  When Dan got back to their room he could hear Chloe in the bathroom, from the noise in there he could tell she was using the electric shaver he had purchased that morning.

  He pushed open the bathroom door and saw Chloe; she had removed her boots and stockings, she had one foot up on the edge of the bath as she ran the shaver down her calf.

  ‘Caught you!’ Dan said and laughed when Chloe jumped and dropped the shaver into the bath tub, the shaver vibrated against the porcelain sides. She reached down and picked it up, her right hand held her skirt down so that her ass remained covered. Dan laughed.

  Chloe switched the shaver off and stood up straight, she was red in the face and she said, ‘Dan you scared the fuck out of me.’ She smiled at him. ‘Where’s Terry?’

  ‘He’s gone; it’s just you and me now.’ Dan walked over to her and kissed her, she reciprocated and her mouth opened allowing his tongue to slip between her lips. His hands ran up her smooth thighs and under her skirt. Chloe slapped them away and stepped back.

  ‘Enough lover-boy, we’ve got a lot to do today.’

  Dan moved closer again and again his hands slid up her skirt only to be slapped away again by Chloe. ‘I mean it,’ she laughed.

  Dan cocked his head to one side and grinned. ‘You’ve taken your knickers off, haven’t you?’

  Chloe smiled and gave him a quick flash of her lacy black knickers. ‘There, now shoo; I’ve still got one leg left to do.’

  ‘Okay, okay,’ he held his arms up in surrender. ‘Hurry up; we’re out of here.’

  Dan left her to it and packed their belongings up. He couldn’t believe how many clothes Chloe had purchased already, and they were all sexy, if she carried on like this he’d have a perpetual hard-on.

  He zipped the suitcase shut and checked that the laptop had charged. It had, he placed the charging unit in a side pocket of the case. He scanned the room making sure he hadn’t overlooked anything. Everything was neatly stowed away, he hadn’t forgotten a thing.

  He heard Chloe switch the shaver ff and two seconds later she came into the room. She had her stockings in one hand, her boots and shaver in the other. Chloe handed the shaver to D
an as she sat on the bed and started to roll her stockings on.

  ‘All packed?’ Chloe asked.

  Dan slipped the shaver into the case. ‘We are now, let’s blow this joint.’

  Chloe finished slipping into her stockings and pushed her feet into the boots.

  ‘What about all the packaging and rubbish.’

  ‘We’ll leave it for the cleaners.’

  Chloe nodded and secured the last zipper on her boots, she stood up.

  They left the room together but checked-out separately.

  They regrouped at the Ferrari and Chloe whistled appreciatively. ‘My dad would love this.’ She put the suitcase behind her seat, it was a tight fit but she managed it. ‘It’s a bit flash though isn’t it?’

  Dan squeezed the hold-all behind his seat and placed the laptop securely behind it.

  ‘Yes, but beggars can’t be choosers.’

  ‘Very swish doors,’ Chloe remarked. The doors opened upwards rather than outwards.

  ‘Get in,’ Dan said. He watched her get in; a flash of knickers and stocking-tops his reward. He closed the door on her and moved around the sports car and slipped down in to the leather seat; he pulled the door down and it clicked shut.

  He switched on the engine and the Ferrari roared to life.

  ‘It’s very loud,’ Chloe said.

  ‘Wait until we’re moving, you’ll have to shout to be heard,’ Dan replied with a grin.

  ‘Boys and their toys.’

  ‘We won’t be able to talk much.’

  ‘That’s okay, I want to check Rebecca’s phone.’ Chloe sat forward and rummaged through her string bag in the foot-well. Dan could see down her top and he was sure he could see one hard nipple poking through the bikini top.

  Chloe sat up with the mobile. ‘Concentrate on your driving mister.’

  Dan pulled out of the parking space and the Ferrari stalled jerking them both forward in the seatbelts. Chloe roared with laughter and Dan grinned sheepishly. He tried again and this time the car responded perfectly and they shot out of the car-park towards the M25 heading north.

  Ninety minutes later they stopped at a service station on the M1. Dan parked the Ferrari beneath an ancient oak tree and switched off the engine. He opened his door to allow some cooling air to circulate through the car. It was a hot day and he knew it was only going to get hotter.