I know he thinks he can help, but he has no idea the fucked up shit that goes on behind these doors. I can’t allow myself to get my hopes up that anything my boy does will change things. Chances are if he does anything it will just make things worse—a fuck of a lot worse.
“Let it go Drag. I know you want to help, but some things you can’t do and chances are you’ll end up making it worse.”
“Dancer man…” Dragon growled raking his hand over his hair in frustration. I knew this was killing him. If he really knew what was going on with me…fuck. I can’t think about that anyway, because no one will know what happened here. If I ever see the light of day, I plan on drinking it out of my memory.
“What’s up with you anyway? You seem different?” I ask mostly to change the subject but also because part of me wanted to know what the fuck was up.
Crush laughs his cocky little snort of a laugh and I watch as Dragon smiles. He fucking smiled. What the hell? I’d known Dragon more years than I could count and I can’t ever remember the son of a bitch smiling.
“Boss man has a woman.” Crush said stretched out and grinning like a damn Cheshire cat towards Dragon.
“Fuck off.” Dragon says shaking his head.
“Dragon always has women.” I reply and it was the truth. Women flocked to the bastard.
“Not like this one Dancer, man. This one is special. She has all his shit tied up.”
Dragon didn’t even argue. Holy hell!
“You’ll meet her soon Dancer. Eagle is working on getting your appeal decision handled this week.”
Eagle was the club lawyer and smart as a fucking tack. If anyone could it would be him. You would think after all this time hope would have been died a bloody, fucking violent death. Apparently it hasn’t because I can feel the quickening of my heart beat. I want to tell him not to worry about it. I can’t make the lie come. I want out of here. Fuck, if I don’t get out of here soon, I may do like that poor schmuck in cellblock C last night and twist my neck to escape. I don’t know what is waiting for me in the next world, but the way I figure it, even hell can’t get worse than this place.
“Visit is over girls, time to leave. Jacob here has a date with the little girl’s room. I got a sparkling new tooth brush for him.”
Fucking prick, I get out of here he’s the first one I’m killing. The very fucking first and I’m going to make it hurt. They think I was a killer before I came in here? They have no idea what the fuck they have turned me into.
“Later boys,” I say as Dixon pulls me up and pushes me back towards my hell.
“Head up brother, it’s coming, you got my word.”
I turn to look at Dragon, could he see the bleakness in my eyes? Could he read the crap that had happened to me since I’ve been behind bars?
I just nod and turn away. As I walk back into hell, I do my best to beat down the hope that tries its’ damnedest to take root in my chest.
Chapter 22
Dragon
“Fuck man there’s more going on than even our informant is telling us.” Crush says as we walk out the door. I try not to wince at the clanging of the doors, but I do just the same.
“I know.” We walk towards the visitor’s area where the lockers we were given to hold our personal items are located.
“So what the fuck are we going to do? We need to get him out of this hell hole.”
“Call Eagle, tell him to speed this shit up. I don’t care what money is involved or who we need to pay.”
Crush didn’t respond, but there was nothing much to say. We waited while the guard behind the counter took our claim ticket. He pushed cell phones and billfolds across to us. We grab them and leave. I hated that I was so relieved to get out of there, leaving my brother in there to rot. Hell yeah Eagle needed to get on the ball.
Once we made it outside I put my shades back on and stop when I get on my bike. Shit, maybe I am pussy whipped, but all I know is I want to check in with my woman. That’s when I notice I have twenty missed calls from Irish and Nailer. Crusher got on his bike beside me, but he didn’t talk—maybe he could tell from my face shit was up.
“Yo what the fuck is going on?” I say as soon as Irish picks up the phone.
“Dragon, man Nicole is missing.”
Holy fuck, my heart hurts. With three words I knew more fear that I had ever felt in my life.
“Motherfucker I left her in your care. You better be fucking joking and let me say right now that fucking shit ain’t funny and I’m going to personally pull your head out of your ass backwards…”
“Dragon her girl called and asked her to meet at their house. I made her take Nailer. Hell Dragon, Nailer said it was an ambush. He opened the door and some fucker knocked him out cold. When he woke up your woman and her girl and whoever the hell hit him were gone but…. Shit man.”