Protect & Serve(202)

The Devil’s Dragons took a step back in unison, distancing themselves from me. I dared to glance up in shame, and my gaze was met with a crowd filled with hate, betrayal, and disgust.

“You knew this?” Another Dragon growled furiously towards their leader. “The woman who rained down hellfire on the club, almost destroying it… You allowed her into our ranks?”

Hunter turned towards his motorcycle club, facing down the intensifying rage with anger of his own.

“She had no part in that,” he declared. “But her return is the reason I invited you to this little get together.”

“Well it looks like you made another mistake if you think the Obsidian Dust is going to back you. The last time round ended with men in prison and under the fucking ground,” the haggard club president growled with complete certainty. “Including Eduardo…”

The bikers surrounding me stiffened at the sound of their old boss’ name.

I flashed back to his wicked gaze from that night as he left the room, passing me with a scoff. I’d only met the man in passing, but it had left an impression on me.

“Do you remember Eduardo, Hunter? Perhaps you didn’t have a lot of time to acquaint with the former leader of the Devil’s Dragons before your little piece of ass had him gunned down in your headquarters…”

“I do remember Eduardo, and I also know exactly who’s responsible for his death,” Hunter replied coldly. “Now why don’t you go ahead and spread your bullshit one more fucking time before I end you, Fang.”

Fang… It felt so strange to finally have a name to go with the face that used to haunt my dreams…

“Your woman is responsible,” Fang replied, his crooked smile flashing.

Hunter’s movement was faster than I could anticipate. Within a matter of seconds, he was grappled the biker to the ground, landing punch after punch on his body.

The haggard man on the ground laughed, shielding his face with his forearms and trying to force Hunter back off.

I felt powerless. Clear as day I could see what was about to come…

Hunter had been so close… he had assembled all of these bikers, unified them to the cause, and now one ghost from our pasts was threatening to destroy it all…

And now those girls would never be saved.

Before I knew what I was doing, I was racing towards the two grappling biker presidents on the ground. I heard my name called out by several of the Devil’s Dragons, but I ignored them.

“Sarah! What are you doing?” Hunter grunted as I threw myself upon his back. He restrained himself as to not harm me, but I pulled at him.

“Get off of him! Now!”

Hunter glared up at me, but saw something in my eyes that convinced him to follow my lead. He pulled himself up from the biker president and stepped aside, letting me gaze down upon this stranger who had come back for us.

I whipped my Glock from its holster, gazing down the sights at him. The entire area snapped with the sound of guns whipping out and pointing our way.

Hunter spoke: “Sarah… don’t you dare…”

“Shut up,” I retorted, before focusing my undivided attention on my enemy. “I need to know what the hell is going on…”

The haggard biker laughed in the dust. “You and your fancy little gun don’t scare me, bitch,” Fang chuckled wickedly up from the dirt. “I know what happened that night… and I know that if you and your fucking boyfriend hadn’t been there, our clubs would have continued to thrive. You ruined that future…”

“Lies,” Hunter said forcefully, cutting Fang off. “You should be grateful that I don’t let this girl pump you full of lead.”

Fang was getting to his feet, completely ignoring the fact that I had my glock trained on his head.

“Why don’t you tell everyone where you were when that raid went down?” Hunter said. I glanced up and caught his smile and it only sent more confusion racing through my mind.

“What does it matter? I was lucky to get out of there with my life,” Fang replied, spitting at Hunter’s feet.

“Luck put you three hours down the highway?” Hunter said in a bemused voice. “Everyone knows most of your damn club rolled out of there before the sun came up.”

“We lost good men when that raid went down.”

“You sure as fuck did… Especially when the ones you left behind opened fire on the goddamned police.”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about,” Fang replied.

“Dragons, you know Fang didn’t stick around that night. He talks about devastation, but his club lost two men that night… We lost dozens. This is the asshole who called in a tip to the sheriffs department. He’s the one who orchestrated the raid on the Devil’s Dragons… He wiped us out and took territory from LA to Phoenix without anyone left behind to stop him.”