Highway to Heaven (17 page)

“What? You didn’t think I was after road rash
and that’s it, right?” Tami didn’t quite get what he meant by that
remark, but she got more than she probably should have. To save
face, she excused herself to the bathroom after denying help from
Heaven’s numerous attempts of insisting. There were things she
needed to do for her own pride, and this was one of them no matter
how much pain she was in. “I’ll be back. I don’t want you going
anywhere without someone with you. Any snacks?”

“Chocolate!” Tami answered immediately and it
was Raven who chuckled this time.

*****

The mob of bikers followed Fish to the old
abandoned warehouse that had seen better days, well, never from the
looks of it through the heavily crowded parking lot. The Feds were
running surveillance, which was ironic given their normal
persistency to be large and in charge. They just realized that
working with the Mexican government on this wasn’t an option if
they wanted things done how they wanted it done, so they’d
reluctantly turned it over to the Savages and Ops with the promise
to shut off all video and audio when the time came. There were some
things they didn’t need, nor want, to know.

“Remember the plan. Cover all exits, secure
the girls, and
no survivors,
” Sandman told the group before
they all split to enter from every angle. Abi rounded the corner to
the back entrance with Yo Neg and Tank close by her side. She
nodded to them, quietly wrenching open the door for the rest of the
group to enter before the three of them followed. Three men stayed
toward the back to block the door while the rest fanned out to
cover the large area of the warehouse. It didn’t take long to
figure out where the auctions were being held. There was a
temporary wall built inside the warehouse that led to two rooms
inside. The other teams came in, all seeing the building within a
building and grinning. The dumb bastards were making this easier
than they’d expected. Abi was first to enter the door after one of
the guys reached around her and cut the lock. She wanted to be the
first to get a few good death blows in before the guys had their
fun. “What the fuck?” an American said just moments before she
knocked him out. Instead of letting this son-of-a-bitch go to the
guys, she decided she wanted to beat him to death just out of
principal. They were standing in a holding area where over two
hundred girls were gagged and bound. One glance told her all she
needed to know.

“You filthy motherfucker!” she screamed,
losing her cool for the first time during a fight. This wasn’t just
for sport. It was revenge—which made Abi a weapon of mass
destruction. She dropped on top of the guy and bashed his skull in
repeatedly until brain matter splattered over the floor. If not for
another man, who didn’t speak English but didn’t look Mexican
either, came at her, she threw her head back and laughed. He
stopped for only a second at her madness before he drew close and
reached for his gun. He didn’t stand a chance. She raised up and
kicked at the same time, landing her boot in the middle of his
face. It knocked him unconscious immediately, which didn’t seem to
deter her. This time, she worked on alternating head and body shots
until his face was unrecognizable. With the edge knocked off, she
moved on to the next.

“Abi, free the girls and get them out of
here,” Yo Neg instructed. She started to argue, but realized there
was only two men left that hadn’t been killed and both were on the
losing end of Cajun and Slider. With a shrug, she turned to the
wide eyed scared little ones that ranged in age. Some didn’t look
like they could be older than five or six, while others were in
their early twenties. It made her want to vomit at the mere idea of
what these girls were intended for.

“I’m gonna get you all out of here, okay?”
she soothed. “I need you to help each other once I get a few of you
free.” She cut loose a handful of girls then dug a few knives out
of her pocket and handed them each one. “Let’s get everyone untied
and we’ll get the hell out of here,” she said, glancing up at Yo
Neg. He nodded, signaling he was going to stay back and help her
get them to the vans the Feds had hidden in the brush. While part
of the group stayed behind to transport them to safety, the rest
took off to aid in the disposal portion of the evening’s
festivities.

Slider easily slid in the back of the crowd
unnoticed. The room was packed with sick fucks from all over the
place. Americans, Asians, just about every country could be
identified in the faces that sweat their evil stench through the
air. He slid around the back giving the rest of them room to enter
and they all took position. Tonto gave the signal from the opposite
side of the room, and the livestock slaughter began. “You want to
hurt little girls? There’s a special place in hell reserved for
you!” he yelled, gaining the attention of two men in front of him.
He slit their throats and they dropped before more noticed. Over a
dozen were lying in a lake of blood that pooled on the concrete
before havoc broke out. Each side of the room held the same
numbers, which made it easy for the gang to herd them to the middle
and clear a path before they opened fire. Bodies dropped in swarms.
Men reached for their guns, but didn’t have time to get more than a
shot or two off before they fell dead onto the building pile of
corpses.

“Mothafuckas!” Sandman yelled, moving his
automatic rifle back and forth, spraying bullets. Blood splattered
in all directions from the amount of bodies and the number of times
each was hit. Only Slider was hit, which as it turns out was only a
graze from a ricocheting bullet. Who knew a bullet could go through
a body, bounce off concrete, go back through skull and brain and
come out the other side?

“I’m gonna need a tetanus shot, and possibly
herpe-cifi-litis-hiv antibiotic if they make one. Better yet, just
make it a combo pack, just to be safe. Who knows what diseases
these nasty fucks are carrying,” he laughed, shooting a man point
blank in the forehead. More blood splashed in his face, but he
regarded it with a swipe of his arm and moved on to the next one.
The few left standing wouldn’t be for long, but Reyes was nowhere
to be seen. He glanced around, noticing neither was Shady. “Someone
go after Shady! Reyes isn’t here!” he yelled. He saw a few of their
guys head out the exit and went back to the job at hand. Reyes
wasn’t gonna get far. They had Feds staked out around the area, and
with Shady on his tail, the bastard better pray it was a man who
finds him before she did. His little woman had raging PMS and a
vengeance against the son-of-a-bitch, which made his death sentence
triple fold. He’d be begging for death by the time she got around
to ending his miserable life.

*****

Heaven smiled as she closed the adjoining
door between her room and the room Tami and Sadie now shared.
They’d insisted on being together, and neither she nor Sahara
wanted to leave them but agreed with the sole reason that there
were adjoining doors to each of their rooms with the girls in the
middle. The guys had insisted on barricading their main door,
placing every piece of furniture aside from the beds in front of it
and the window just as an extra safety precaution, and had Rig and
Breeze camped outside. Not that the guys still couldn’t bust down
the door if needed, but it served as an extra precaution should
someone uninvited get past the wall of muscle outside and try to
get to the girls.

It was another hot night, and Shark and Axel
had gone to retrieve drinks for everyone else. What they all wanted
was a cold beer, but until they were home safe and the girls not in
danger, pop would have to do. They still hadn’t heard back from the
others but didn’t figure they would until the mission was ‘taken
care of’. And it would be. After they’d seen the huge open
underground crypt of cages that held innocent girls, they’d stay in
Mexico until every last one of the people responsible were rotting
in the hot sun.

Heaven propped her chair in the doorway from
her room that led outside where everyone sat, listening to the guys
shoot the shit while keeping an eye on the girls’ door at the same
time.

“I keep checking on them,” Sahara said,
walking up beside her. “I don’t want to let her out of my sight.”
Her voice was soft, and all of the emotions she felt inside, Heaven
understood perfectly. She felt the same.

“They’ve been through so much,” Heaven
whispered.

“Yeah. I think Sadie is trying to protect me
by thinking I don’t know what all happened to her. If it makes her
feel better, then I’ll go along with it for now. I know the girls
understand each other better than either of us could. I wouldn’t
know what to say or how to be there for her besides the normal
protective responses.”

“Nothing we can say will make it better or go
away. It’s just going to have to be something they learn to accept
and overcome. Hopefully between the two of us, and them having
each, other they will.” Heaven knew that despite her original
jealousy over Sahara, they shared something in common besides a
patch. Now, more than ever, she felt compelled to let the other
woman know that their friendship would run thicker than blood,
thicker than leather, and thicker than the test of time. Sahara
nodded, her hand resting on Heaven’s shoulder.

“We’ll get through it. They have a lot of
support. So do we.” Her eyes cut to Colt, and Heaven watched as her
features changed.

“Yeah. We do. So. I was thinking that maybe
the girls could share a room at the clubhouse. There’s a couple
little cabins out back that need cleaned up, but are right next to
each other. I figure a little elbow grease, some fresh accents, and
the girls could have their own little apartment. Tonto and Fork
have decided to build their family homes on the land. That gives
even more room in the main house. The girls can be together, and
most importantly have constant security without feeling smothered.”
Heaven had already planned to move Tami in as soon as she was old
enough to leave home and gotten the okay from the club. Having
Sadie there, especially since she needed round the clock protection
as well, only made her idea even brighter.

“Sounds great,” she smiled. The guys came
back with the drinks and Raven handed Heaven and Sahara both a
Coke.

“It was either Coke or root beer. I figured
caffeine was always the way to go,” he grinned. Damn he looked good
when he smiled. Heaven couldn’t help but stare at how ruggedly
beautiful he was.

“Thanks,” she said on a breath. Yeah, just
seeing the man with his dark hair gleaming in the moonlight and
those piercing eyes made her breathy. Maybe it was because she knew
just how amazing he was in bed, or maybe it was something else. But
whatever it was, she couldn’t hide her reaction.

“Thanks. I’ll just take these to the girls…,”
Sahara said, letting the ‘girls’ trail off in joking suggestion.
She may have seen people fucking right in front of her at the
parties and had her own bout of fun from time to time, but watching
the two make googlie eyes at each other was her cue to give them
some privacy. She grabbed the root beers off the window ledge and
walked inside.

Raven pulled a desk chair from their little
sidewalk congregation next to Heaven and sat down close enough
their bodies touched. He took a chug of his pop and sat it down,
tossing an arm around her shoulders. Heaven relaxed into his side.
She didn’t know why, but it felt normal. Here was this badass of
all badasses, putting his arm around her in front of everyone, as
if they’d been together forever. They fit. She felt a pang of guilt
as her mind drifted to Gage. They’d been that way behind closed
doors, but not out for everyone to see. Not like this. She’d known
things were different between them when he’d started sleeping in
her bed instead of fucking her and hauling ass like their norm in
the beginning, but he’d never opened completely up. Now, despite
everything, she realized it wasn’t something between them. She’d
just become a regular piece of ass. Now, he’d moved on and so had
she. Still, she couldn’t deny the disappointment she felt. He must
have noticed the change in her because he tugged her to her feet
and guided her inside.

“What’re you doing?”

He pulled her body sharply against his and
grabbed her ass in both hands. She could feel his huge bulge
grinding into her lower stomach and gasped. “The girls are fine for
now, and the place is guarded.” Still trying to dance around what
he wanted, she put both hands on his chest to try to distance
herself. He wasn’t having it. He tugged her ass even harder against
him, lifting her just enough his cock rubbed her pussy through her
jeans. How the man lifted her like she weighed nothing amazed her.
She grabbed onto his biceps and it became clear she didn’t need to
hang on. His arms were enormous and so hard they could have been
carved out of granite. She half expected them to be cool to the
touch.

“And?” She tempted a little farther, needing
him to make his intentions crystal after the shit she was still
trying to sort out over Gage and Colt. As she thought about it, it
was more Gage. Colt had been great in bed, but more of an accessory
of sorts, if that made sense. He had showed a general like for her,
and they were friends, but it was more of a friends with benefits.
Is that how it had been with Gage too? Raven’s lips crashed down on
hers and her mind shut off. It wasn’t just a ‘fuck me’ kiss. It was
a, ‘taking his time, exploring and heightening her senses until she
was juicing up her jeans’ type of kiss. When he broke apart from
her, she was panting and needy.

“And, I’m staking my claim on you, Heaven.”
He kissed her again, his lips trailing down her neck. He nipped the
tender skin, bringing a sting that had her belly burning in
flip-flops. The soft, velvety tip of his tongue would soothe the
sting before he’d move lower. As he reached her neckline, her head
was swimming. He raked one hand up her side and under her shirt,
scooting the material with it. Once the barrier was out of the way,
Raven, still holding her with one hand, tugged her bra strap down
far enough her tit popped out. His eyes went ravenous. “Mine,” he
growled. His voice alone sent shivers over her skin and pebbled her
nipples.