Shafted(Devil's Blaze MC 4)(62)

When I look over at Skull and see the tension on his face, seeing it mirrored in each of my brothers, I know I’m not alone.

“I don’t understand how the hospital knew to call us? It’s not like Sabre is telling them anything.”

“One of the nurses on duty recognized the tatt on Sabre’s back as belonging to the Devil’s Blaze,” Torch answers, his eyes never leaving Sabre’s.

“Where the fuck is his Devil’s Blaze cut?” I ask.

“That’s the hundred-dollar question,” Skull growls.

“What do we do now?”

“We leave two men here watching Sabre’s back. The staff is getting him ready for transport. He’ll be back home by the end of the night and in the same hospital as Briar. That way we can lockdown that place and make sure they’re safe,” Skull says.

“I can stay,” I pipe up, not wanting to, but feeling like I owe Saber. I took two days off while he was here alone, without someone at his back.

“You and I have business. K-Rex, and Sway can stay here,” Skull answers. I knew it would happen. Still, a part of me was hoping he’d let me and Bree slide. Looks like it’s not going to be that easy.



We slow down and the crew pulls into the old meat packing plant that our crew and the Savage Brothers usually do business together in. Skull makes a motion with his hands, and everyone turns in. He turns off his engine and we follow suit.

“Torch and I have some business with Shaft. You guys head on back to the compound,” he orders, and fuck, that bad feeling I had just exploded. Son of a bitch. They all are looking at me, including Beast and he doesn’t look too fucking thrilled with me either. Will he be my next beat-down? They’re all gone within a matter of minutes.

“Prez man, I’d like to stay here,” Keys says and my eyes go to him. Motherfucker, is he planning on joining them when they kick my ass?

“We got it covered,” Skull says, arms crossed at his chest, leaning back on his bike.

“Just the same. Shaft is my brother, and I want to be here…for him.”

Skull and Torch ignore him and push me towards the plant entrance. I follow, keeping an eye on Keys who follows behind me. It takes a minute for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but then Skull flips on the old florescent shop lights, and the buzz of them fills the room.

I’m still in shock. Partly because of what’s getting ready to take place here, and partly because of my brother. Here Keys was putting his neck out there for me. What the hell does someone say to that? I love my brothers. Being part of this club is all I’ve wanted in life. It’s one reason I didn’t mind prospecting at my age, even when the rest of the brothers were a fuck of a lot younger. I knew in my heart that this club was where I was meant to be. But now, to see Keys stick his neck out for me, when there was no reason to, I feel that bond in my blood. We’ve always had each other’s back in battle, but this…This is different.

“No,” I tell him my voice hoarse because I’m charged with emotion. It’s not a comfortable feeling for me. Shit, since being with Bree, maybe I’m going soft—at least with everything but my dick. “I’m fine. You don’t need to be here, brother.”

“I’m not asking for your permission,” Keys grumbles. His face is a mask of stone.

“Maybe not, but I’d rather not have any other witnesses when I get my ass kicked. You could go back and watch over Bree, until I get back.”

“What makes you think you’re going to go back motherfucker?” Torch growls, and I guess Skull found time to clue him in on this morning. That’s great. Are they going to end me? God knows that shit has been done here before. I knew it was a possibility when I got involved with Bree, I just kind of figured it would be at her grandfather’s or the Saint’s hands and not by my own club. I don’t want to go down like this. But, I’m not going to beg them. I wouldn’t even change shit if I could. Bree is my woman and no matter the time we’ve had together, no matter how short lived, it has been worth it.

“Then so be it. Then let Keys watch her and make sure she’s okay for me.”

“You got shit backwards chico. We don’t owe you a motherfucking thing. You were the one who should have come to us before you laid a hand on Bree.”

“Pres—” Keys starts, but I wave him off. This is me. All on me.

“You’re right. I should have.” I own it, I own it all.

“Then why didn’t you, motherfucker?” Torch demands.

“Because you would have tried to stop me.”

“Damn straight we would have! She’s a fucking kid.”