“Been looking all over for you. Expanded our search past Augusta. Yesterday Adam there found you at a clinic and followed you back here. He’s been here all night. Poor bastard.” The fierce one says.
“You’re good.” she says. Keep them talking Baby as long as possible.
“Yeah, but we can’t tell boss yet.”
Another male says “Come.”
“Get the door up. Don’t want any suspicions.”
Shit. Mother fucker. The line goes dead. They have her. They have my Tessa.
Looking up from the phone I notice everyone has gathered in the doorway.
“Get her the fuck out of here. I want her gone now.” I say, pointing at Amber.
Ella smiles cruelly “With pleasure.” she says while dragging a screaming Amber from the room.
“Kevin has Tessa.” I say out loud.
“She put up a fight. She called Ella so we could hear everything. Brandon go to her hotel and collect her stuff. Try to find any clues while you are there take Derek with you. One of you need to leave your bike here. She going to want her car back.”
“Kevin doesn’t know that his men have Tessa yet. From the sounds of it, they’re going to keep their hands to themselves. I don’t believe that bullshit. There were no names shared. Spread out both in Kevin’s territory and Old Orchard Beach. Those are the main focus.”
“Go,” I shout when I notice they’re all looking at me.
I don’t know if I should call Kevin and tell him what’s going on or not. Old ladies are off limits. One of the few rules we follow in this life.
The longer she’s out there with them the more damage can be done. Making up my mind, I call the last person on earth I want to talk to.
“What” Kevin answers on the second ring.
“It’s me” I say.
“What do I owe for this pleasure Axel?” he says sarcastically.
“My old lady. Your men seem to have located her. I want her back.” I try for calm.
“We don’t have your old lady Axel. Frankly, it’s a little insulting that you would even suggest such a thing.” he snaps back.
“My old lady is Tessa. Your men just picked her up at a hotel in Old Orchard Beach. One named Adam. There were others there.” I snap back.
“Tessa’s your old lady?” he sounds surprised.
“Yes. My pregnant old lady.” I respond.
“Pregnant?” he asks
“Yes, pregnant.” The irritation in my voice could be heard clearly.
“We didn’t know she was yours. When she took off we assumed you were done with her. You moved on with Amber, wasn’t it?” he replied
I have a fucking mole. He shouldn’t know all of this.
“Whoever has been feeding you that information left out a few very important details. Don’t you think? Every club in the country will hunt your ass if word spreads you took someone’s old lady. And this is not just someone’s old lady though. She’s a club president’s pregnant old lady. How do you think you’re going to fair?” I ask him.
“Fuck,” he screams “I didn’t fucking know Axel. Swear it. Some asshole came to us last year asking for help collecting his girl from you. In exchange, we get insider information.” The anger in his voice takes me back a little. That is until what he says sinks in.
“Who the Fuck was it?” I demanded.
“Some Fuck named Trevor.” he answers.
My blood runs cold. Trevor. That mother fucker.
“Where is he?”
“He took off in a hurry about thirty minutes or so ago. He got a call and was gone.”
Mother fucker. He’s going after Tessa. “Where are your men Kevin?” I ask him. Desperation seeps from my pores.
“Don. Where’s Adam and them?” There’s a murmur in the background. “Biddeford. Axel I’m coming with you.” he says
“Don’t give a fuck. Just get your ass ready now.” I say hanging up.
Chapter 54
Tessa
We’ve only been on the road about twenty minutes before we’re pulling into some dump garage. They zip tied my hands in front of me. Guess snapping a guy’s neck makes you untrustworthy, who knew?
“Put her in the office.” Silent man said.
Number four drags me to the office. He gives me a long lusty look. And cuts the ties from my hands. I shudder in disgust. I feel relief when he leaves, closing the door behind him.
It’s already late, maybe ten or eleven. There’s no lighting in here and it’s pitch dark outside. I’m so tired this pregnancy seems to be wearing me out. I guess beating the shit out of those guys didn’t help either.
Sitting with my back to the wall. My eyes feel heavy. I fight the good fight, but sleep claims me anyway.
I wake to something tugging on my leg. It’s so dark in here I can barely see my hands. Something tugs harder. My shoes are gone. That’s what the tugging was. Someone was pulling my shoes off.
A shadow appears over my prone body. I keep my eyes closed. Peeking out through my lashes. Hands reach for the button on my jeans. Oh fuck no. This is not happening.
He has to lean over more in his struggle to undo my pants. I slowly pull my hand back and punch him in the face. He screams in pain. Sitting up I reach for his head.
Wrapping my fingers around it, I give him a nice smile before I twist with all my strength. His neck breaks, releasing him I watch as he falls backwards. His head at an odd angle.
The door slams open and the silent man steps in turning on the light as he does. He looks at me taking in my missing shoes and undone pants. Then he looks at number four. Who’s laying on his back, head still at an odd unnatural angle.
“He touches you?” he asks calmly. I think that it’s rather obvious what happened here. So, I nod at him. Trying to look shaken up and not having to try to hard considering I was.
He looks me over and walks back out the door. I look at the man on the ground. This is the second time I’ve killed someone. I feel nothing. No remorse. Nothing.
Silent man returns with a glass of water. I take it gratefully. I go to put it to my lips and second guess myself. What if they put something in it?
Silent man chuckles take the glass back and takes a big drink. “See?” he says and hands it back.
I watch him for a moment, then drink greedily. When the glass was drained, I put it down beside me. “Thank you.” I start, but silent man is gone. The door closing behind him.
Sitting back against the wall, I place my hand protectively over my rounded tummy. I start to drift off, then the door opens with a bang.
My eyes shoot wide. I look at the door in shock. Trevor’s here. Standing right here. Right in front of me. Fear rises within me. I fight it back.
“Tessa.” he sing songs. I swallow hard. “I’ve been looking for you.” he sings.
I stay silent. Hoping he would go away. I look at the door willing silent man to come back. Trevor lunges for me. I open my mouth to scream. Before I can make a peep, his hand is pressed against it.
My body trembles as he settles on top of me. I watch his eyes widen, then crinkle with anger. He looks down at my belly with hate in his eyes.
“You let that filthy bastard touch you.” he snaps at me.
I just look up at him with gloating eyes. Yeah, and I loved every minute of it. I’m mentally gloating.
His face flushes with anger as if he could read my thoughts. He grabs my hair and smacks my head against the wall.
“Just because you let him fuck you doesn’t mean I’m not going to get mine. It’s just going to hurt more.” he growls in my ear.
He grinds his erection against me. I try to squirm away. He was having none of that. He grabs another fistful of hair and pulls my head back hard. Not releasing his hold.
The hand he had pressed against my mouth. He pulls back and slaps me hard. My head would have turned hard if it could have.
He draws back and slaps me again. My mouth fills with blood and my lip stings. Gathering all t
he blood in my mouth, I spit it in his face.
I watch as a glob of saliva mixed with blood lands right between his eyes. I start laughing and can’t stop.
“Fucking bitch.” he snarls at me. Then hauls off and punches me in the face. Black spots dance in front of my eyes.
My eye starts to swell. He punches me again. I feel blood welling up and dripping down my face. I think he may have split open my eyebrow.
Head wounds. Got to love them. They bleed a lot and freely. More black spots. I can’t stop laughing though. Really, it’s still right there dripping down his nose.
“I’ll give you something to laugh about. You stupid whore.” he yells in my face.
I tug my head forward hard. Pulling some of my hair out and bite his lip hard. More blood fills my mouth this time his. He pulls back spewing curses as I spit his blood out at him all the while laughing.
I must look like a crazy person. Blood pouring all over my face as I laugh. I picture Harley Quinn in that moment and my laughter comes harder.
He releases my hair and grips my sweater with both hand and rips it down the middle. I look down at my tank top as he grabs it with both hands.
Pulling my arm back, I punch him in the face. Monumentally stunned he sits back on his heels.
He reaches behind him and pulls out a large knife. The realization I may not survive this runs through my mind. I will not let him do this to me. If I’m going to die I’m going to die fighting.
He reaches for me and I reach for the glass that was still sitting next to me. I smash it on the ground cutting up my hand in the process. Picking up a large piece I drive it into his shoulder.
I was aiming for his chest, but he moved. He screams in pain. I pull myself up to a standing position. I start to inch toward the door.
Trevor’s hand shoots out, grabbing my arm. He drags the knife down my arm cutting through the sleeve of my ruined sweater. I scream as he cuts from shoulder to wrist. Blood starts pouring down my hand.
With my other hand, I grab his hair. Raising my knee, I smack his face off it. He bounces off my knee and falls back onto his back. I run for the door as he grabs my ankle.
I fall forward the momentum too much. Twisting at the last second I hit the floor back first, hard. The thud resonates through my body and I grunt in pain.
Trevor jumps on my prone body. I lift a knee hitting him in the balls. The momentum of his body landing full force on my knee.
He screams in pain and falls on his side. Rolling over I get to my knees and try to crawl from the room.
Trevor’s hand is back in my hair pulling my head back. He pulls so hard I’m upright on my knees. His chest to my back.
The knife appears in my vision just as all hell broke loose. Gunfire was coming from everywhere. Trevor’s handshakes slightly.
I start laughing again. I may be as good as dead, but so is he by the sounds of it. “Guess we’re both done, huh?” I goad him.
“Fucking whore.” he shouts in my ear giving a hard tug on my hair. I hiss in pain. Slowly raising my arms, I wrap them around the back of his neck, fingers interlocking.
I pull hard while throwing as much of my weight as I can behind me. The curve in my spine combined with the push pull Trevor goes over my head literately.
There’s a struggle in front of me somewhere, but my focus needs to stay here. I don’t care if this is the end. That mother fucker was going with me.
He lands on his back with a thud. But he’s not down long. He’s tackling me to my back before I can stand. I hit hard.
Screaming in pain and anger I head-butt him in the face. The knife was back in his hands. He was going to stab me with it. I fight with everything in me.
We were rolling all over the floor grunting and screaming in pain. I bite, elbowed. Slapped. Punched and kneed the shit out of him.
All the while trying to protect my belly as he punched my face and chest. I lost my breath faltering for a moment.
He was already celebrating his victory. He lifted the knife and I grabbed his wrist turning the knife using our combined momentum I forced into his chest. I scream a war cry as it pierced his skin.
The fight drains out of me as I watch the life leave his eyes. The blood loss was too much after all the fighting. The adrenaline left me and darkness pulled me under.
Chapter 55
Axel
Trevor had almost an hour head start on us. All the things I may walk into runs through my mind. Is she dead? Are they hurting her? Raping her?
“Cut that shit right fucking now.” Jesse shouts at me over the roar of our bikes.
I look over at him and nod. He’s right, there’s no time for that shit.
Hold on baby, we’re almost there. We were only three minutes away, but it felt like hours.
Parking down the street. We walk the rest of the way to the garage. Each step fills me with dread. My feet feel like they’re full of lead.
“There’s no real way to sneak in here. I bought this place with that in mind. We need to go in the front doors.” Kevin says.
“There’s only an office in there. The bathroom has no door. If anything, they would put your old lady in the office. Jeff has been texting me. Keeping me up to date on what’s going on in there.” He finishes.
He grabs my arm “There was an incident with Tom. He tried to rape your old lady. She broke his neck.” his hold tightens.
He looks me in the eye. “You're one lucky son of a bitch.” he pats me on the back. Then looks at everyone else “Alright, let’s go.” Pulling our guns, we make our way to the door. Kevin sends a quick text and the door opens.
A tall, silent man stands there holding the door open. He steps aside. Pulling his own gun, he turns to his comrades and shoots the closest in the head. He slumps forward in his chair.
All hell breaks loose. Guns are firing, bullets are everywhere. Hitting the wall next to my head with a thunk, thunk, thunk. I hear screaming. Tessa. Tessa’s screaming. Standing I run. Bullets fly by my face. That doesn’t slow me down.
Jace tackles me when I reach the doorway. Trevor and Tessa were fighting. Tessa was fighting for her life.
I try to get to her, but Jace holds me down. “Axel. Axel fucking stop. You will get her killed for sure if you go in their man. You have to wait it out.”
She starts laughing in his face. Blood pouring down her face and down her arm.
“Guess we’re both done, huh?” she goads him.
“Fucking whore.” he shouts giving a hard tug to her hair. She hisses in pain. Her arms wrap around the back of his neck, fingers interlocking.
I watch as Trevor goes flying over her head literately.
He lands on his back with a thud. But he’s not down long. He tackles her onto her back.
She’s screaming in pain then she headbutts him in the face. He’s trying to stab her.
They were rolling all over the floor grunting and screaming in pain. She’s biting, elbowing. Slapping. Beating the shit out of him.
He punches her in the face and chest. Then she falters for a moment.
Tessa lets out a scream and they both slump to the floor. Both of them are unmoving. My heart stops.
Jace climbs off of me and stands there staring.
I rush to my feet and look at the blood pooling around their bodies. So much blood. Fuck! I run over to them and hit my knees right next to their bodies
Reaching out I push Trevor off of Tessa. The knife sticking out of his chest. My heart finally starts beating. I reach over and move the hair out of her face. Her slow breathing brushes my hand and I let out the breath I had been holding.
Jesse and Jace are on her other side. Trying to stop the bleeding. Placing my hands on both of her cheeks, I lean forward and press my nose to hers. Willing her eyes to open. Nothing.
“Boss, we need to move.” Jace’s voice grabs my attention. Not taking my eyes from Tessa I nod. Putting my hands under her body I scoop her up and hold her to my chest like I would hold a baby.
“Doctors already at a secure location. We need to move now boss.” Jesse appears at my elbow phone in hand.
Walking into the room, everyone looks at us. Their eyes stay glued to Tessa. Such sadness reflected out of them.
“I’m sorry Axel. I had no idea. I swear man.” Kevin also looked sad.
I nod at him. I just want my Tessa. I don’t give a shit about anything else right now.
Walking out into the light my heart breaks when I take in all the damage done to her.
I wait as Jesse pulls her car around. Brandon drove it down, he will be riding my bike back. I didn’t want to be away from her.
I look at her rounded tummy. Our babies were in there. I slip into the passenger seat of the car. Still holding her. I couldn’t let her go.
The drive was short. It felt like miles and miles. Sweeping her up to the safe house Kevin had here. I rush her to the guest room. The doctor was right behind me.
The blood flow had stopped on our way here. I wasn’t sure that was a good thing. Did she lose too much? So much that she couldn’t bleed anymore?
I was forced back from the doctor. I walked to the other side of the bed and laid down next to her. I couldn’t take my eyes from her face. Her beautiful, sweet face. My Tessa.
“She has a deep incision from shoulder to wrist that needs stitches, the cut on her head will also need stitches, a possible concussion, and various bruises. No broken bones, and the baby is fine. Oh babies, are fine. Guessing by the heart beats there are two.” the doctor finishes.
“She will need lots of rest, plenty of fluids. Pamper her.” he says before packing up. “Here these are for the pain. Once every four to six hours as needed.” he puts a bottle in my hand.
“When will she wake?” I ask.
“When she’s ready and not a moment sooner.” he replies then walks out of the room.
Running my fingers down her face I stare lovingly down at her face. Not stopping I slowly move my hand down her chest. Cupping her belly, I rub gentle, soothing circles on her baby bump.
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