Bowie

by KJ Dahlen

  BOWIE

  Sin’s Bastards MC Next Generation

  Book Four

  K.J. Dahlen

  Copyright K.J. Dahlen, 2018

  Table of Contents

  Copyright Page

  Bowie (Sin's Bastards Next Generation, #4)

  DEDICATION

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

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  For all the readers who have followed the Satan’s Spawn MC Series & Sin’s Bastards MC Series.... Here is the Next Generation for the Sin’s Bastards MC.

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  Sin's Bastards MC Next Generation

  Chapter One

  Shayna Cooper stood in the shadows and watched the shop. The sign out front said, ‘Morgan Brothers Classic Hot Rods - In Association with Sin’s Bastards MC.’ Her eyes swept over the entire area, noting everything at a glance. They were in the warehouse district of the city. There were other businesses as well, but this was the one she was interested in. Or at least the one her uncle told her to be interested in.

  The building was an older warehouse only two stories high. The adjoining building seemed to be more of an apartment building rather than another warehouse, but she wasn’t sure about this really. She’d been watching this place for the past three days now and she’d only seen the people working the shop come and go from the other warehouse.

  She’d checked out the men working in the shop. Five of the men were tall and huge with longer blonde, almost white hair. They must be the brothers like the sign stated. Which meant they were all Morgans. There was also an older guy and a young kid. It was strange really. People came and went all day long. The place was busy and the kind of vehicles they worked on were all high-end hot rod cars.

  Shayna felt him close by. She had to smile. Beast always found her and came to her when no one else was around. He was her protector and she loved him for it. Melting back into the shadows she really fought hard not to think about the hot mess her life really was.

  The last ten years had been hell on her. Losing her parents at the age of twelve in a car accident had been hard but living with her uncle was pure hell. She and her brother Danny had been tossed around the car as well and while her injuries hadn’t been too bad, Danny had been severely injured. He was still suffering from those injures and would remain in a wheel chair for the rest of his life. His back had been broken due to the accident. When they got out of the hospital, they had gone to live with their grandfather as their closest next of kin. A few months later, their grandfather and uncle Adron had gone from jail then to prison.

  Shayna and Danny were then left in the care of their other Uncle Sean. Her grandfather was her mom’s dad and while he’d been indifferent to their struggle, her uncles, Adron and Sean had hated the fact they were there. Now with her grandfather and uncle Adron in prison, she was stuck with Sean. She had aged out of foster care but she stayed with him for Danny. Danny was only twelve and still a legal dependent of their uncle.

  The system was all screwed up and the kids might have been better off in the foster system but when Sean claimed them, they had no choice. Danny had only been a baby back then, barely two years old.

  Little did the system know he would turn them into master thieves and teach them to steal. Her eyes narrowed as she thought about how much she hated her uncle. She thought her grandfather and uncle Adron were harsh and unloving but after they went to prison, Sean became unbearable.

  Their grandfather and uncles were involved with a much bigger group in Boston. Under Brody Alkin and her grandfather Axel Adrick, they ran a group of street kids they used as pickpockets and to steal from cars. They also tutored a group of older kids to break into homes and businesses. Shayna hated it but she couldn’t say anything. She’d learned the hard way to keep her mouth shut and just go along with what her family wanted. She even had the scars to prove it.

  Sean had proven he was a real bastard by hurting her brother every time she voiced her concerns. Sean was Danny legal guardian until he aged out at eighteen. She had to endure him for another six years. When she turned eighteen, she tried to get custody of her brother but Sean had stepped up and told the courts he could provide for the boy much better than she could ever hope to. The courts believed his claim and denied her petition. When they left the court, Sean had one of his boys hold her down while he beat Danny for her defiance.

  Almost before her grandfather and older uncle went to prison, Sean took her and Danny and left Boston. Brody Akin the leader of the theft ring wasn’t willing to share his empire of thieves with Sean any more. While Brody put up with her grandfather, he hated Sean and Sean felt the same way about Brody. That had been three years ago and they had been on the move for a while now. Now Sean had added a few more kids to his crew. They lived in the city and worked behind the scenes. They kept a low profile, so no one noticed them. Sean used the kids to steal enough to pay the bills and put food on the table. He also taught them all not to get caught. One of Sean’s rules was, if you get caught you’re on your own.

  Sean was a nice guy like that. Shayna rolled her eyes then backed deeper into the shadows. When she felt a cold wet nose brush her hands, she knew she wasn’t alone. Her fingers curled around the head of the animal standing next to her. “Hey there Beast, where ya been? I expected you days ago,” she whispered softly.

  Beast licked her fingers and she looked down at her friend. He was huge and looked more wolf than dog and that was ok with Shayna. People wouldn’t go after a big dog and Beast could take care of himself. He’d proven that time and time again.

  Usually, it didn’t take weeks for Beast to find her. But they had been in Troy for three weeks now. Sean had come ahead like he always did when they moved to a new town. He scouted the town and marked several places of interest for a big haul. Then he would send for her and the kids. Then he would tell the kids where to go and who to target.

  On this trip, he’d pulled her aside and told her to case out the place. He had a feeling that the hot rods or the cycle shop would bring in the bigger bucks. Shayna shook her head when she saw the sign hanging over the door. Didn’t Sean give a hoot that both places belonged to an MC?

  Apparently not, she growled to herself. He wasn’t the one taking all the chances. She was. She glanced at the sign outside the door again. What made her shiver were the smaller words on the sign, “In association with the Sin’s Bastards MC.”

  Shayna looked down at Beast and sighed. Kneeling down, she rubbed his furry head. “What are we gonna do Beast? Sean may not care that the shops are protected by an MC but I do.” She leaned forward and rested her head on the dog’s head. “Why can’t I just go get Danny and leave? Why am I letting that prick of an uncle make me do things I hate?”

  Beast had no answers for her.

  Not that she really expected any. Sean made it very clear in no uncertain terms, that if she even thought to walk away from him, her brother wouldn’t survive. Danny was virtually a prisoner in Sean’s custody and there was nothing Shayna could do about it.

  Her problem was that she loved her little brother and Sean didn’t care one way or the other about either of them. He’d shown that time and time again. To h
im she was a money maker, she took all the chances while he stood back in the shadows watching her every move.

  Sean was smart enough to know her weakness and that was Danny. He never went anywhere without Danny. Sean’s crew of street kids had grown since they left Boston. He had eight kids stealing for him now and every day the kids would bring in more and more money. But Sean was after even bigger money with this score. He wanted enough money to go to an even bigger city. He was looking to set up in Chicago, then eventually, Los Angeles. His dream was the city of Angeles.

  Why, she had no fucking clue but that was his dream not hers. All she really wanted was a decent place to live and for her brother to be with her. Looking at the sign again, she took a deep breath.

  Just go in there and get things done.

  She motioned for Beast to stay and walked out of the shadows. The shop was almost silent as she made her way to the open double doors. As she got closer, she could hear the older man working in the shop cursing a blue streak. She smiled at the creative words he was using.

  The smell of motor oil and gas hit her and it wasn’t unpleasant. It reminded her of a time long ago when her dad was in the garage fixing his own car. She paused in the doorway and watched the old man for a moment. He didn’t seem to notice her standing there, so she cleared her throat.

  The old man snapped his head around and glared at her briefly before he turned back to the engine he’d been working on. “What the hell do you want little girl? Can’t you see I’m busy here?” he growled.

  “Do you have a restroom?” she asked as she danced a bit.

  The old man growled and watched her for a moment before he nodded at a door halfway down the shop.

  Shayna quickly glanced around the shop. There was a wall or two of nothing but tools, high end tools that would bring in a lot of money. She knew her business and these tools wouldn’t take long to fence.

  Making her way to the door he’d indicated, she took note of a closed door at the other end of the shop. She bet that was the office and in the office, she hoped would be a safe.

  Sean not only taught them how to steal she had learned how to crack a safe. In fact, there wasn’t any lock she couldn’t get unlocked. Glancing back at the old man, she noticed he was glaring at her. She disappeared in the restroom and quickly took note of the room.

  Nothing much in here except for what you’d expect in a bathroom. What did interest her was the vent above the sink. It was big enough she could use it to get into the office, if she couldn’t get through the locked door.

  But she couldn’t use it at the moment. Flushing the toilet, she moved over to the sink and washed her hands.

  Then she left the restroom. As she left the room, she ran smack dab into a mountain. “Ofuda.” She wheezed as she looked up. Her eyes widened and she couldn’t breathe for a moment.

  A man was standing there looking down at her with a question in his eyes but to Shayna he was perfect. Tall and huge as he hovered over her. She was barely five foot tall so most people were much taller than she was but this man was built like a freakin’ mountain. He had long white blonde hair and a beautiful face. But it was his eyes that captured her interest. They were the color of vivid purple. The color took her breath away.

  “Can I help you?” her mountain asked.

  “Excuse me?” she squeaked.

  He cleared his throat and stared at her some more. “I said, can I help you? Are you a client?”

  “Hmmm, no I just asked to use your restroom,” she murmured. “I had to go.”

  The man in front of her nodded and turned to walk toward the office.

  Shayna watched him until he stopped at the closed door then he turned to see her staring at him. He paused and stared back until Shayna exhaled and turned to walk toward the door.

  As she got closer to the old man, she found him still cursing under his breath. She listened to the engine he was working on and couldn’t seem to figure out what was wrong.

  Cocking her head to one side, she listened for another moment before she smiled. She had heard this problem before and she knew how to fix it.

  She stepped closer and stuck her head under the hood of the car. It took her only a moment to find the problem. Reaching inside, she pushed the hose back on tightly to connect the cylinders to the motor. The engine instantly ran better than it had been running.

  The old man standing next to her growled, “What the fuck did you just do, little girl?”

  “Do you kiss your mama with that mouth?” she asked under her breath. “The hose was lose, not enough to disconnect but just enough to fuck with the engine.”

  “Do you kiss your mama with that mouth?” he grumbled back.

  “My mama died a long time ago.” Shayna snarled.

  “Huuh? How ‘bout that? So did mine,” he muttered. Standing straight up, he glared at her a moment. “What do you want here girl?”

  Shayna hung her head for a moment then straightened up. “Apparently, not a god damn thing. Sorry to bother you, old man.” She sighed as she walked toward the double doors.

  “My name is Wes,” he called out to her. “I work here but don’t own the place.”

  Shayna turned and saw his hand was held out. She stepped over, reached out, and shook his hand. “Shayna. My name is Shayna Cooper.”

  Wes studied her for a moment then looked back at the engine. “So how did you know about that hose? Not many girls would know something like that.”

  Shayna shrugged. “Before he died, my dad worked on cars. He taught me a lot.” She smiled slightly. “He took me out to the garage when I was barely old enough to hold a screw driver. It got to be our normal Saturday ritual. That stopped the day he and my mom died.”

  “And when was that?” Wes asked.

  “I was twelve when they died.”

  He nodded. “I was older than that when my mom died.”

  Shayna looked around the shop. It was a clean and well-run shop. There were three other vehicles there, all in the state of being worked on. Looking back at Wes she said, “Looks like you’re busy. I’d better get out of here and let you work. Sorry for interrupting.”

  Wes nodded. “No problem. I was about to break for lunch but I wanted to get the engine running before I did. Thanks for your help.”

  Shayna smiled. “No worries. Glad I could help.” She walked out of the shop then, turning down the road and made her way to the next street over. She couldn’t be seen disappearing into the woods and had to wait until she was out of sight of the shop. She’d parked her vehicle a few blocks away and had trekked through the woods to spy on the shop.

  She had what she needed for now... well it was enough to please Sean anyway. She still didn’t like the fact that the shop was associated with the local MC. That would be tricky to get around. It was so risky and she knew it. But she had no choice in any case.

  Chapter Two

  When Shayna got back to the house her uncle rented for the duration they were there, she went in the back door. Sean sat on the sofa drinking a beer. He was shirtless and his pale skin was sickening as he reeked of sweat and cigarettes.

  Shayna noticed the four empty bottles on the coffee table and sneered at the man. “Where is everyone?”

  Sean sat back and glared at her. “Out. Everyone but you is out doing their job. Why are you back here already?” He took another drink of his beer then belched.

  Shayna glared at him. “I did check out the shop you wanted info on. Did you know it’s protected by a local MC? It might not be wise to hit up this business.”

  Sean shrugged. “I don’t fucking care if it’s protected by God himself. You’d better find a way in and way out. I want to hit it in a week. I’ll have everything ready to go in a week. I want to hit that business and get the fuck out of this damn town. We’ve been here too long the way it is. People are starting to notice us and that’s never good.”

  Shayna looked around the lower area of the house. Turning to her uncle she asked, “Where’s Dann
y?”

  Sean nodded down the hall. “Still in his room. Said something about not feeling the best this morning.”

  Shayna frowned. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

  Sean snorted. “Why should I have to tell you about your own brother?”

  Shayna tightened her lips and scrambled down the hall. She went to open the door but found it locked. Reaching up to the top of the frame of the door, she grabbed the key and unlocked the door. The stench of an unwashed body hit her the moment she entered. Rushing over to the bed, she knelt down and searched her brother. He looked pale and sweaty.

  His eyes were closed and he groaned when she laid her hand on his thin chest.

  “Danny,” she whispered. “Can you hear me little brother?”

  Danny began thrashing on the bed throwing his head first one way then the other. Shayna cursed and left the room briefly to get a basin of warm water. Pulling the sheet down, she saw the marks on her brother’s body. Rage grew inside her but she knew better than to say anything. She washed her little brother the best she could, changed his sheets and then she sat with him the rest of the night.

  She tried to get him to drink something but he was only able to take a few sips of the tepid water. She did get some broth into him in the middle of the night but it wasn’t enough to get him healthy.

  Something had happened yesterday while she was gone to cause him to have the new bruises but knowing Sean it could have been anything. His fever broke as dawn did and Shayna felt thankful he would be okay.

  She opened the door and found Sean had put her on watch. Benjy sat there, eyes glued to the door. Benjy was fifteen but he was the biggest kid Sean had working for him. He was bigger than Shayna and twice as mean.

  She didn’t say anything as she moved past him and went down the hall to the kitchen. Even as early as it was, Sean had woken the kids up and they were all eating breakfast before they went out to do what he considered their jobs.

  They all knew the routine...if you didn’t work you didn’t eat. No one made eye contact with her as every single one of them knew where she’d spent her night. They all knew better than to ask how Danny was too.