“Oh,” I said feeling disappointed and looking back at Dyson. He hung his head like he knew he wasn’t coming home with me and my heart broke for him. “Can we get two?”
“I don’t know if they will get on.” Mason looked into the kennel and then read the information about Dyson. “Babe, he’s already eight.”
“Exactly, I want him to have a couple years of happiness.” I was holding out hope that he would say yes.
“We could put Dusty back and just get Dyson,” he told me.
“No!” I stood up abruptly. “Please, don’t make me choose.” I gripped hold of his free hand and squeezed it.
“Let me see what I can do, at least he looks fierce.” He pointed towards Dyson. My heart soared at the prospect of getting two dogs. I wanted to take them all home really.
A couple of minutes later, Mason was walking back towards me with someone in a Southwest Dogs Home hoodie.
“Dyson has been here for nearly a year, he’s not great with other dogs. I don’t think it will possible to take both of them,” she told me.
“Please can we try?” I begged.
“Ok, let’s take them to the exercise area and see how they behave.” She unclipped a dog lead from around her torso and unlocked Dyson’s kennel. He sat at the back of the kennel in his bed.
“Come on boy. Dyson,” I called out and his ears pricked up again. He slowly got to his feet and walked towards us. The woman clipped his lead up and I eagerly took it off her. “Come on,” I sung happily. We followed her towards the exercise area.
“It’ll be best to take him off the lead, then he won’t feel restricted. He can’t get out.” I nodded and unclipped his lead. He didn’t move, he sat next to my feet. I scratched the top of his head and Dusty barked happily in Mason’s arms. He placed her on the floor and she bounded up to Dyson, he didn’t take any notice of her and after she sniffed him she went off sniffing around the garden.
“Looks like they’re good,” I announced.
“They may be different when they are forced to live in the same house. We will fill out the foster paperwork and if everything is good in a month’s time we can proceed with the adoption. Please don’t hesitate to bring either one back if they don’t get on.”
“We will, I promise.”
Mason followed the lady back to the reception and I stayed in the garden with the dogs, it was a nice sunny day and Dyson laid beside me as Dusty ran around. She was going to be the trouble maker out of the two of them.
Mason
“YOU SURE you’re going to be ok here? You don’t want to stay at the clubhouse?” I asked Cammie as she dished out the dog food. Dyson was laying on the floor by her feet and Dusty was bouncing around, barking.
“Babe, this is why we got them. Besides, Ashlyn is coming over later after I’ve finished work.”
Dyson and Dusty had been living with us for three weeks and they got on great, they slept in the same bed and Dusty constantly followed him around the house and garden. I was heading out on a run with Solar and Tat, we were headed back to the Pirates MC. The Devil Descendants would be meeting us there and I needed to know why they gave us the wrong Intel on Switch. Toes had been trying to track him down and it was like he had disappeared off the face of the earth. Screw didn’t give up any information even after hours of torture, he eventually bled out and the brothers had buried the bodies in the woods a couple miles away from the clubhouse.
“Call me or Prez if you need us.” I dragged her into my arms after she had placed the dog bowls on the floor. “I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, I’m hoping only a day.”
“We’ll be fine.” She placed her hands on my chest and looked up at me smiling.
“I love you.”
“Love you too. Stay safe.” I kissed her hard on the mouth not wanting to leave.
SOLAR AND TAT followed me into the Pirates clubhouse, the Devil Descendants were already here. Their bikes were lined up outside.
“Here we go,” I mumbled as we walked towards the bar, the Devils were sitting around a large circular table and the Pirates were gathered by the bar.
“So, what can we do for you VP?” The VP from the Devils asked, crossing his arms over his chest. I strolled towards him and placed my hands on the table getting close to him.
“I wanna know why the fuck you gave me false Intel!” I shouted.
“It’s time I called in my favour.” He smirked at me. “I gave you information, you said you owed me. Here’s what I want… Him dead.” He pointed at a picture before he pushed it closer to me.
“What the fuck! A cop! You want me to kill a fucking cop!” I roared and Tat and Solar had to pull me away.
“Calm down, brother,” Tat said in my ear.
“I don’t owe you shit! You gave us the wrong Intel and I’m still waiting to hear why.”
“In that case, we’ll just have to take you instead,” he said as he nodded his head and two guys grabbed me, Tat and Solar were pinned up against a wall both with guns aimed at them.
“What the fuck!” I shouted.
“This is not what our clubhouse is used for!” the Pirates’ Prez shouted. “We are the neutral ground, for compromising, not for this.” He waved his arms around. I saw something out of the corner of my eye it looked like fire.
“Everybody out!” someone screamed.
“Petrol bomb!” someone else shouted. I was instantly released and we all fled the building as fast as we could. Tat and Solar were hot on my heels as we stormed out of the clubhouse to find shelter, we were blown off our feet as the Pirates’ clubhouse exploded into flames.
Cammie
I HAD JUST FINISHED my shift at the beach and looked up towards the clubhouse. I wondered if Mason was back yet. I decided to go and check. I had my car with me but it seemed silly to drive up there when it was a two minute walk across the beach. When I reached the back entrance to the clubhouse there was a commotion and I hurried inside to see what was going on. As I went to walk in, I noticed that Daisy and Titch were arguing on the cellar steps.
“What’s going on? Daisy are you ok?” I touched her gently on the arm and she recoiled from me. She had dark bags under her eyes, her blonde hair was dirty and limply hanging around her face. Her jeans and t-shirt were crumpled and smelly. I hadn’t seen her around the clubhouse for a little while and I felt bad that I hadn’t tried to find out why.
“Do you want me to call Heather?” She didn’t answer me, she kept her focus on the door Titch was blocking.
“I caught her trying to get in, no one is supposed to go in here,” he explained to me.
“Daisy, why don’t we go and get you cleaned up?” I softly spoke.
“Leave me alone! Leave me alone! Everyone leave me alone!” she screamed over and over again.
Mason
SHIT, that explosion knocked me on my ass.
“Everyone ok?” I asked, looking at Tat and Solar.
“Yeah,” Tat answered rubbing his fingers over the back of his head.
“What the fuck was that?” Solar complained.
I looked around and the Devils MC looked like they had already left, their bikes were missing.
“We need to check on everyone else.” I stood to my feet, groaning in the process. The clubhouse was still on fire and I could hear sirens in the distance.
“Shit, we need to get out of here. Cops could be coming too!” Solar exclaimed.
“Fuck!” I cursed. I hated leaving the club without helping but my priority was my club and Old Lady. I wouldn’t be any good to them behind bars. We climbed onto our bikes and drove out of the compound. Once we were a mile down the road, I saw a Harley Softail on the side of the road. I recognised it, but I couldn’t put my finger on why or how. I pulled over to the side of the road, climbed off my bike and pulled my gun out. There was movements in the bushes and we all froze, drawing our guns and aiming at the movement.
“Holy shit! You fuckers scared me.”
* * *
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p; Cammie
ONCE DAISY HAD FINISHED SCREAMING, we heard another scream and it came from in the cellar.
“Is there someone in there?” I asked Titch.
“There shouldn’t be.” We heard the screaming again and it sounded like a woman.
“Open the door,” I demanded. He hesitated. “Titch.” He nodded and quickly fumbled with the locks.
“No, you can’t go in there!” Daisy objected. We both ignored her and carried on through.
“I can’t see a thing, is there a light switch somewhere?” I asked Titch.
“Yeah.” I could hear him searching for the switch and once it turned on I gasped at the sight in front of me.
“Please help me, please. Before she comes back.” There was a woman lying on a dingy mattress, her hands were tied above her head to a pillar post. She had long blonde hair, her clothes were dirty and tattered, she had track marks up her arms from drug abuse and she looked to be about nine months pregnant. She didn’t look more than about twenty years old.
“Everybody stay back!” Daisy screamed as she stood between the girl and us, pointing a gun. Her hands were shaking and Titch pushed me behind him.
“What’s going on here, Daisy?” he asked calmly.
“Nothing, I need you to leave and forget what you saw.” She tried to shoo us away with the motion of the gun and neither one of us moved.
“Who is she, Daisy? Why is she here?” I asked, not sure I wanted to know the answer. She stayed quiet. “She’s having a baby, this isn’t good for her.”
“That’s mine,” she stated. “That’s my baby!” she screamed. “She fucked my husband, that’s his baby. So therefore it’s my baby. It’s all I have left of him!” She was screaming and waving the gun around. I didn’t know what to do, the woman on the bed was crying and all I was thinking was that the stress could kill that baby, I needed to get Daisy away from her.
“Daisy, please, let her go,” I pleaded.
“No! Nooooooo.” she screamed even louder this time.
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Mason
WE ENTERED the clubhouse through the front entrance and all we heard was someone screaming. We all rushed to the back of the clubhouse and the brothers were standing in the doorway to the cellar.
“Out the way!” I demanded. I could hear Cammie’s voice. Shit, I needed to get to her.
“Daisy!” She stopped and spun around to face us.
“Ryan?” she cried, not believing that he was standing there. She threw the gun on the floor and ran towards him. I watched the gun fall all in slow motion, the safety must have been off as when it hit the ground a shot fired and I heard Cammie scream.
“No!” I shouted as I dove for her. I grabbed her and searched her for a bullet wound.
“I’m ok, I’m ok. I wasn’t hit,” she reassured me. I looked behind her and saw Titch laying in a pool of blood.
“Shit!” I dropped onto the floor next to him looking for the wound. It looked like it was coming from his leg. “Where do you hurt?”
“Thigh.” He coughed. I saw the patch of blood and the hole where the bullet went in so I ripped the rest of the leg on his jeans open. It was oozing blood, I threw off my cut and ripped my t-shirt off over my head so I could try and stop the bleeding.
“Cam, I need you to hold this here.” She fell to her knees and held it in position. “Someone get me a doctor!” I yelled. I yanked at my belt on my jeans and fastened it around the top of his thigh as tight as I could.
“You’re gonna be fine. Stay with us.” Cammie kept saying to him.
“Doc is on his way!” Drake called out.
“Let’s get him upstairs!” I shouted and Tat, Solar and Toes stepped forward to help carry him. “You got it, Cam?” She nodded as she concentrated on keeping pressure on his leg. “One, two, three, lift.”
“Aaahhhh,” Titch complained.
“Don’t be a pussy, chicks don’t like that.” Solar laughed.
“Yeah, think of all the attention you’ll get from the scar.” Tat joined in.
We managed to get him upstairs and onto his bed just in time for the doc to arrive. Ashlyn helped him as she had some nursing experience.
“Let’s get cleaned up.” I exhaled as I led Cammie into our bedroom.
“What about the girl?” she asked.
“Prez and Carla are sorting her out.” We both stripped out of our clothes that were covered in blood and climbed into the hot shower. Luckily we decided to keep this room stocked with shower gel, shampoo and clothes as we knew sometimes we would be staying here.
“Who’s that Ryan guy?”
“That’s Daisy’s husband.” She stopped scrubbing her body and looked at me.
“I thought he died. I’m sure Drake told Heather that he had died.”
“I don’t know all the details yet, sweetheart. I need to get to church.” She kissed me before I opened the door to the shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist leaving one out for Cammie before I quickly got changed and headed to church.
I walked in the door and everyone was sitting around the table including Ryan, whose club name was Hitch. Apparently, he has had several wives in the past. He was sitting in my VP chair, he was the last VP and I was promoted to that chair as I thought he had died.
“Hitch.” Prez nodded at him to move and he stood up and moved down the table to the next free seat. The Prez slammed the gavel down. “First, Titch is going to be fine. Luckily, the bullet didn’t hit anything major. He just lost some blood and the doc is getting him some more. Second, Hitch has been working undercover, he went to the Cardiff Carvers MC as a prospect. They have been the ones attacking the clubs down this way, the attack on the Pirates MC today was them. They are trying to gain territory, they think by taking out all of the Cornish clubs they can claim the southwest for themselves.”
“Surely an undercover mission should be voted on?” Toes added.
“Normally, yes. We were hit by these guys, they tried to take us out when we were on a run. Hitch had head trauma and was in a coma. We had this pact, like I do with all of you. He didn’t want Daisy to live on the hope that he’d recover, he wanted her to live her life, find someone else and be happy. When I got the call from the hospital weeks later that he was awake, he wanted revenge, he wanted to take this club down, he wanted to go undercover so we had the best chance of attacking them.”
“Daisy already thought I had died, there was no good in telling her I survived to tell her I wasn’t coming back, and she couldn’t have gone with me.”
“So what’s the deal with this woman in the cellar?” I asked.
“I’ve spoken to Daisy, a while back we discovered that she couldn’t have children, we were going to find a surrogate but that takes time and we wanted a family. We had a deal and we picked someone, I fucked her a few times and we were lucky enough that she got pregnant. That’s the woman downstairs. Daisy said she has been watching her, she’s a druggie. Daisy locked her up, thinking that she would be helping the baby.”
“Shit,” I cursed. “What now?” I focused on Prez.
“I rode with the Cardiff Carvers MC here, my plan was to alert the Pirates MC but I couldn’t. Before I left, I anonymously posted all the details to the future plots, runs and dealings to the police along with past ones. Hopefully they’ll get picked up soon by the cops.”
“Did they discover your ties here?” Prez asked him.
“No, I stayed at the clubhouse all the time. Never let them onto anything, I claimed I had no one and I was one hundred percent committed to them.”
“Good work.” Prez slammed the gavel down and we all filed out of the room. I needed a fucking drink. I headed towards the bar and before I sat on the stool Penny had a whiskey waiting for me. I grabbed it and downed it in one, hissing at the burning in the back of my throat.
“Where’s Cammie?” I asked Ashlyn who was sitting at a table with Drake and Solar.
“She’s with Titch.” I nodded and walked away, heading fo
r his room. I knocked once on the door and walked in. Cammie was sitting on the edge of his bed, holding his hand. She was in black leggings and my hoodie, her hair was tied up and she smiled at me as I entered. I saw Titch’s wide eyes as he tried to retract his hand from Cammie’s. She released it and held her hand out for me. I stood by the side of her.
“How you feeling?”
“Pretty good, the doc fixed me up with some strong pain killers.”
“I heard you protected my girl?”
“He did, he made sure I was behind him when Daisy started waving the gun around and when the gun fell to the floor he pushed me out of the way.”
“Thanks, man, I really appreciate it. You’re good for this club. I’m gonna talk to Prez about getting you patched in early. No promises though.”
“Thanks I really appreciate it.” His words were slightly slurred and I could see he was getting tired.
“We’ll let you sleep,” Cammie said as she squeezed his hand once more. By the time we had reached the door, his eyes were closed and he was snoring. “Take me home.” Cammie sighed as she leant in to my body.
“My pleasure.” I tipped her chin up and kissed her.
Cammie
I STRETCHED my arms above my head as I woke up, I looked to my left and was disappointed to see that I was in bed alone. We had stayed at the clubhouse last night after the party, Ashlyn and I had drunk loads and danced most of the night. Titch was managing to get around a bit better now with the help of crutches and the bunnies all tried to help him in any way they could, I couldn’t believe he was shot only a week ago. Hitch and Daisy were back together, she seemed like a completely different person than before and the girl who was carrying his baby was in a rehab centre, she wanted to get clean herself but couldn’t afford to. The deal was that they would pay for her to get clean and she had to sign the baby over to him once it was born and she agreed.
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