Biker's Baby Girl(34)

“You said this fuck messed with Ty’s girl? And he’s still breathing? Those boys get soft stateside or what?” Didn’t sound like the Ty I knew. I wonder how they got him to stand the fuck down?

“Nope, I’m pretty sure his ass is still as hotheaded as yours, but we have to play this shit right. We don’t know who all is involved as yet and how far it reaches. From what little those boys shared with me, there’re some heavy hitters involved. I’ll wait until they get here and see, but I smell a shit storm.

And let’s not forget there’re about two hundred girls in there that we have to account for before this shit is all said and done.”

What he was saying made sense, but it went against the grain to let this shit slide for even a second more. She was safe now that’s true. No one was gonna get anywhere near her that’s for sure, but I needed this shit dealt with yesterday for my own peace of mind.

How had I not known this shit was going on? How had I left her in danger so long? I didn’t like feeling like a fucking tool. Somebody’s ass was gonna burn.

“Fine, if we’re gonna find out who those kids are we’re gonna have to put them through the special identifier. I didn’t bring mine with me obviously…”

“We’ve got one here brother the fuck you think I am a slacker?” He clapped me on the shoulder as we headed back to the clubhouse. The women were still gathered around gabbing and laughing and who the fuck knows what, but there was no danger, and Law had men on patrol, good enough.

“Rog, eyes on mine.” He stayed back to protect her. Not that I didn’t trust Law, far from it, but I don’t take chances where she’s concerned. I wasn’t expecting anything to happen here, but I hadn’t expected to find her in a flesh catalog either so what the fuck, who knows?

It was with a heavy heart that I went back to that room and picked up that damn book. There were a million thoughts going through my mind. This shit looked like the sixteen year old Jessie, so that would make it five years ago.

Most pedophiles didn’t like women that old, they were more into younger innocents. So what was the real deal here? Had Law said something about breeding programs?

“Law what was that about breeding programs?” He turned from setting up the machine. “That’s what Clay and Brand said it looked like. Apparently they dealt with something like this a while back as part of a sting, and the set up was pretty much the same.

If the girls were younger it would’ve been a pedophile ring, but because of the fact that the girls are a little older and it has obviously been some time since those pictures were taken, they’ve surmised that they were chosen for the magazine for rich men to choose from.”

“And when you said Dana Sue being in there gave you an idea, a string to tug on, what did you mean?” He took a minute to compose himself before answering.

“I meant I think I have an idea of how this shit works. Her father all but sold her to someone, who sent her to some fancy school to train her to be the perfect wife or some fuck. So I’m wondering if the others were chosen the same way and already have a fucking buyer.”

I took a moment to let that shit sink in. “I gotta say, if you want me to leave your little town standing that was not the right thing to say to me at this fucking juncture.”

“Take it easy, it’s just a theory we don’t know that that’s how it’s done for sure. Until we know one way or the other I’m not going to be comfortable going in.

You think I don’t want to go up there and have my boys smoke these fuckers out and pick them off one by one as they scatter like roaches? But that’s not gonna get me any answers.

I know the fucker who ‘bought’ my woman already bled out, but I don’t know about the others. So we chill until we know and then we move and take out the whole fucking program once and for all.”

“I’m giving this shit until tomorrow and then I’m going to find answers my way. All I need is two minutes with one of those fucks and they’ll talk.”

I turned back to the fuckery on the screen and left him to his mumbling about hardheaded fucks. If he thought I was bad, I wonder which planet he was on when we were dealing with the SEALs in the past. And just what the fuck he thought they were coming here to do.

We’d both ran special Ops with those boys when we were in. They’re the fucking elite’s elite of Special Forces. The motherfuckers you call in when you want to snatch a fly off of dog shit at high noon in the middle of Abbottabad.

I knew if they were involved then the shit must be really bad, and my baby was caught in the middle of it. Was this on me too? Fuck!

“Just be cool for me brother. I know how hard that shit is, seeing your woman in some shit like that. But like I said, we’ve got all those young girls in there that might be in danger. Ours is safe for now and they’ll stay that way. Let’s try to give them that.”

Fucking right they’ll stay that way. I scrolled through the pictures with a bad taste in my mouth. It wasn’t the first time I’d done this, but it was the first time it had ever hit this close to home.





Chapter 19


Creed



I didn’t know any of the other faces staring back at me thank fuck, but they were still someone’s kid, so he had me there. There was no way of telling if they’d already been snatched, or if they were still home tucked up warm in bed, with no idea that their lives were in danger.

The book was obviously a few years old because of the wear on the plastic, and the fact that I knew babygirl’s picture was at least five years old. Whether that was a good thing or not remained to be seen.

It was painstaking work, running each one through the system, because some of them weren’t in there, unless they’d committed a crime or some shit. So there was no real way of knowing since there were just numbers in the book with their stats listed.

Lately though, or in the last ten years or so, some states had been making it a law that you had to have your kids taken to a local precinct to get printed and photographed. With technology being what it is, there’s a lot you can do with that shit.

Still I wasn’t holding out much hope, especially if most of these kids were from these parts. We’re not exactly known for following the pack.

Sometimes living here can feel like you’re separated from the rest of the country, our way of life is so different here. Is that why some son of a bitch had chosen to use it as his playing field?

“Oh fuck!” I looked up at Law’s exclamation. “What is it?” His face was almost white, what the fuck?

“This shit just got a fuck of a lot more complicated.” How the fuck was that even possible? I stood to move over to his side.

“How so?” He pointed at the screen where a young blonde kid in her early teens stared back at me. Her face didn’t really ring any bells even though there was something vaguely familiar about her. “Do we know her?” I squinted for a better look but nothing doing.

“No, but we know her father, he made our bikes.”

“Oh fuck.”

“Are we calling him in?” I was trying to calculate in my head if we had enough manpower to keep this fucker in check. He wasn’t army, navy or none of that shit, but what he was is fuck mean when it came to his woman, so I could only imagine how he felt about his little girl.

“Have to, he’s one of us.” That would be the brotherhood of motherfuckers who got shit done. “We might have to tap that tree of yours before it’s all said and done since this is your thing Creed.”

“You’re cool with Blade right?” He asked me about another ex soldier turn cop turn restaurateur who we both knew, that was also into doing the ride-along with abused kids the same as my crew and I were.

“Yeah we were supposed to have a meet at Jake’s with some other crews who’re down with what we do but I couldn’t make it, had a job come up last minute.”

“Jake, shit, forgot about him. We might need to tug on that string since he’s law enforcement. I better make those fucking calls. My little town is about to be overrun with crazy fucks.” Yeah cause he was sane.

Shit, in all this fuckery I hadn’t even asked about his parents and I knew he was still raw from that shit. I heard his voice drone on as he made his calls and I watched the screen as more and more information poured out.

“Lo wants to talk to you since you know more about this shit than I do.” He passed me the phone and took over watching the monitor. “Yo.”

“Creed, how’s it hanging brother, heard you got hitched congrats.”

“Yeah thanks, word is you’re not too far behind.”

“Nope, but we got some shit going on down here that may be tied in to what you boys uncovered in your neck of the woods and it’s putting our shit on hold.”

“Explain that to me, Law didn’t go into detail.”

“Long and short, that book we sent him was taken from the personal library of one asshole who resided in our little town up to about a couple weeks ago. He grabbed Ty’s woman…”

“How the fuck did y’all let that happen?”

“She wasn’t his yet, well not all the way. Anyway he pulled a runner soon after and we did a little B and E, that’s where we found the book. I saw the reference to the place in the back and we happened to trace him there afterwards. And since Law’s down there and it’s gonna take us a few to get down that way, we figured we’d give him a head start.