OWN HER: A Dark Mafia Romance(162)
I walked up to the closed bay door and turned to face the members who were prepared to ride with us in pursuit of Fang and his goons. They had guns strapped to their backs, and they were just waiting on the signal to go. I wanted to make sure we were all on the same page and not just running wild out there on the highway. We needed to handle the situation, get Sasha, and come back with minimal deaths. We’d lost quite a few men already.
“Alright,” I told the guys, “if we’re going to go, we’ve got to leave now. Fang has Sasha. He picked her up at my apartment earlier this afternoon. He’s heading north on the interstate, we believe. He’s got a hideout upstate, and we think that’s where he’s going. Now, look, it’s a couple of hours away, and they’ve probably a good thirty-minute head start or better by now. We’re going to be chasing them down in the dark, but we can do it.”
I looked at their faces, and they still looked lost. I felt like I should have been able to give them some sort of pep talk, but I just didn’t have it in me. I felt just as tired and defeated as they looked. I glanced over at Dante.
“It’s all you,” I told him, patting him on the back as I stepped aside.
“Alright, it’s go time. They’ve got a pretty good head start, and it’s getting dark. You know how this works. We’ll ride together. Stick close to each other but keep your distance from them until it’s time to take them down. And remember who we are,” he said. “We’re Hell’s Overlords, and we’re going to ride out with Hell on our backs.”
Dante sounded like he was ready to kick some ass, and that seemed to get everyone else in the mood, too. I was just ready to get it over with. I wasn’t going to be happy until I saw Fang dead and Sasha back in my arms.
Chapter 20
Sasha
So, I knew that I hadn’t just had sex with Cole, but my face blushed as I realized I’d had that dream in front of Fang and whoever else was in the car with us. I went to move my hands to cover my flushing face, but they wouldn’t budge. My wrists were tied together. I moved my legs. They were, too.
I lay across the backseat of his sedan, except I wasn’t alone. Two strong hands held onto my bound ankles. I started to piece together what had happened to land me in the backseat of the car.
“I hope you don’t mind,” Fang said. “We had to take some precautions for everyone’s safety.”
“Motherfucker,” I growled.
“Such foul language,” he said in his smooth voice. “I really don’t like what’s happened to you since you’ve been hanging out with those bikers, Sasha. We need to work on your attitude once we get you home.”
“Where are you taking me?” I snapped.
“Up the road. Out of the way. We have a lot to talk about.” Behind his calm tone was a dangerous threat. His voice was like a snake coiling itself into a striking position.
“You don’t want to talk,” I told him.
“Why do you say that? Of course I do. You’re one of my most valuable assets. Well, you were until Hell’s Overlords got to you,” he said.
I couldn’t see him. I was facing the backseat. But I could feel his eyes through the rearview mirror, staring at me.
Waking up in the back of his car with two of the guys who’d approached me behind Cole’s building, I couldn’t shake the horrible revelation that Cole was right about the attack at the park. If he was driving the car now, it also meant he was the driver at the park as well.
“You were behind the attack at the park, weren’t you?” I accused him.
“You noticed. Guys, I told you we couldn’t keep it a secret from her forever,” he said.
The other two men in the car chuckled. The one who had been shot behind Cole’s apartment did not. I wondered where he was. Then I remembered all the closing doors when they first put me in the car, and I knew that one of them must have been the trunk. We were driving up the road with a dead body in the back of the car.
“Why would you do that?” I asked him.
“Do what?” Fang replied.
“You know what I mean. Why did you have your men come after me at the park and again behind Cole’s apartment? It seems a bit like overkill if you ask me. I was willing to go with you either time,” I explained to him.
“Yeah, I guess that’s true,” he said thoughtfully. “But at the same time, Sasha, I wanted to make a point.”
“What point was that?” I asked.
“This is a business. Wouldn’t you agree?”