Inferno：A Devil Chaser’s MC Romance(8)

When he pulled up to the garage, the guys were already loading the motorcycle trailer with the crates of guns. They were concealing them behind a secret panel in the front section of their 6 x 12 cargo trailer. He walked over to Ace to go over their plans for the night.

“What time are you planning to head out today, Ace?” Bishop asked as he checked over the trailer.

“It’s about a three hour drive, so we’ll leave here around 5:00. I’m not expecting much traffic on a Thursday night,” Ace replied as he loaded the last crate into the trailer.

“That sounds good. I expect you to keep me posted on things. I wanna know as soon as you start to head back. That warehouse in Frayser is in a bad part of town. You gotta watch your back,” Bishop stated with concern.

Bishop’s conscience gnawed at him each time his guys made one of these deliveries. He knew where these guns ended up. At first, it was just gangs killing other gangs. Now, more and more innocent people seemed to be getting caught in the crossfire of these brutal gang wars. There had just been a shootout the past week at Gaston Park, and a child had been struck by a stray bullet. Bishop’s heart had ached as he watched the mother cry over her dying five year old daughter on the news.

He was feeling uneasy about that night’s run, but he hoped that Ace and Sheppard would be able to handle whatever came up. The Diablos had been getting lazy. The past few runs hadn’t gone well because they were making careless mistakes. They had more prospects than members, and they didn’t seem to mind when one of their brothers was killed during their encounters with the gangs. Several of their men had been arrested for drug possession, and their numbers were dwindling quickly. The Diablos were now dealing with rival gangs in the area too, and it was only a matter of time before it all caught up with them. These gangs didn’t like competition, and once they realized that they were being duped, there’d be hell to pay. Bishop didn’t want his men in the middle of the shitstorm that was about to break out. He’d always believed in safety first when it came to his brothers, so he’d started sending extra men during their deliveries just in case something went wrong. He didn’t like surprises, and he knew he should expect anything when he was dealing with the Diablos.





Chapter 5

Tessa



Myles and Tessa had a great afternoon. They started painting the signs to be displayed throughout town to advertise the fair. Drake and several of his friends came by to help. They also made a list of people to call for donations. They would need to ask for lots of food and prizes. The more they could get donated, the more profit they would make for the fundraiser. By the time they finished, they were a mess. They had paint everywhere, and Myles had a huge smile on his face.

“You seemed to enjoy yourself today, Myles. I think you did an awesome job again. You better go and get cleaned up. Your dad should be here any minute,” Tessa said with a smile.

“Sure thing, Ms. Campbell,” Myles replied as he headed to the bathroom to clean the paint off of his hands and face.

“Myles seems pretty cool, Mom. So, you made him do all this because he got in a fight in your class?” Drake asked.

“Yes… but he’s a great kid. It wasn’t really all his fault. The kid he hit was kind of asking for it. Anyway, I thought this might be fun for him, and he seems to be enjoying it. Thanks for coming and helping me today. Are you riding home with me, or are you headed off somewhere?”

“I’m gonna go eat pizza with the guys if that’s okay. JT’s mom said she would take us and then drop me off at the house when we’re done.”

“That sounds fine. Don’t be too late. We still have to finish your project for Language class. And tell your friends I said thanks for today. I’d love to have them back next week if they can make it. I’ll buy the pizza next time if they’re up for it,” Tessa said as she finished cleaning up the paint.

“Cool. See ya back at the house!”





Tessa met Myles in the hall and walked him to the front door to find his dad. Courtney came rushing up the hall with a big grin on her face. She had a personality that made you smile just thinking about her. She was bubbly and fun, and she never had a bad thing to say about anything. She had shoulder length red hair and bright green eyes. Her figure was on the heavier side, but it never seemed to bother her. She always wore the latest fashions whether they flattered her or not.

“Hey girlie girl! You ready for our girl’s night out tomorrow night? I’m so ready to get my dance on. I wanna line dance. Are you up for line dancing? You need to wear your comfy shoes so you can shake your thang girlfriend! I’m so tired of work, and if I hear another kid call my name, I think my ears will bleed. Yes, actually bleed! I need to drink. A lot,” Courtney said as she cocked her head to the side. “Oh… Hey, Myles. How’s it going?”