Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC) (9 page)

Linc,
Fudge & Tabby ware at the hospital waiting for us when we arrive.
While Baby Blu has her leg cleaned up, and the bullet is removed
from my shoulder, I bring the bothers up to date. Before long, the
doctor is finished and we are given the all clear to leave.

While
we were at the hospital, Sheriff Adam Henry, a man in his early
forties, questions us. Presenting him a limited version, of what
occurred at the parking lot. Omitting the name and crew of the
shooters Devils Comfort will deal with them.

“
Fudge,
we need to make arrangements for the Harley to be collected.
”

“
Sorted
Prez, Trax and Twiggy are on their way with the crash truck.”

“
Baby
Blu, you and your dad need to come back to the compound.
”

Shaking
her head.
“
Dad
’
s
not happy and I don
’
t think he
’
ll
be happy having to go to the clubhouse.
”

“
Shit,
honey, we
’
ve got a situation and your
dad could get hurt?
”

“
You
tell him, he can be pretty stubborn.
”

All
the time we are having this conversation, Baby Blu
’
s
hands have continually been touching me. Her eyes never wavering from
mine as she thoroughly examined me. The next thing I know, I am in a
hard tight hug as she squeezes the life out of me.

“
Hey
babe, everything
’
s ok you know. Doc
’
s
says I
’
m going to live. That we can
go now.
”

“
Don
’
t
you fucking joke.
”
This is the first
time I have ever heard Baby Blu swear, things must be bad.

Taking
a step back, I study her, noticing that her body is trembling and
that she is still deathly pale. With eyes which appear to be vacant.
It’s as though she is no longer here with us. I needed to get
her out of here and it has to be fast.

“
Dec
arrange a meet with Sinbad. Trax work with Crabby. I want Mickey and
Toad
’
s location as of yesterday.
”
After our return to the club house, my orders come out thick and
fast. Unable to let the matter rest.
My shoulder
is aching, the painkillers which the hospital has given me, starting
to wear off.

“
Twiggy
,
Fudge, Tabby, check this place is secure and get the ammo from the
storeroom, Linc come with me.
”

“
Where
’
s
Baby Blu?
”

“
Her
and Cassie are upstairs in your room,
”
Linc responds.

As
I head upstairs to my room, I take in my surrounding. The main hall
is buzzing with activity. The clubhouse, starting to fill with close
members and their families as lock down starts. For the younger kids
it is an adventure, unaware of the danger they are in.

With
one last look about me, as my shoulder
aggravating me.
Fuck, I wanted, no I needed to go on this
ride, but I know my shoulder is not up to I. This does help my
frustration.

Baby
Blu, is sat on the bed, her knees bent, her chin resting on top,
rocking herself backwards and forwards, staring into the distance. I
am
apprehensive about how she is handling the shooting.
Joining her on the bed, I use my good side to hug and kiss her
forehead, still there is no response from her.

“
Hey
baby, you need anything, you just ask for it ok.
”
I try to comfort her, rubbing her arm with my hand, wanting to take
her into me. Unfortunately, I am unable to stay, I have to leave her,
to deal with this problem.

“
I
want to go home Dante.
”
Fuck she is
using my given name and her voice is barley above a whisper.

“
Sure
honey, as soon as this mess is sorted
”
Heading out of the room, closing the door I leave her in the care of
Cassie.

DCMC

I
am
so cold, and all I can focus on is the shooting which
occurred five years ago. How can Inferno leave me when all I crave
are his arms around me.

Memories
begin to cloud my mind as I close my eyes. I remember that fateful
day with clarity. It had been like any other day.

The
alarm went off at 7.30 am; I
’
d only
had about four hours sleep, finishing my shift at the local shore,
then working on my assignment which was due in that day. There had
been no indication that the day was going to end any differently.
Classes had gone on as normal.

Josie,
who not only shared my dorm room with me, had become a good friend,
making the transition from Comfort Springs and Inferno easier for me.
Josie was aware of how I felt about Inferno. Even though she thought
I should party a little.
“
Live a
little
”
had being her exact words.

During
the final period which we shared. Josie and I had patiently listened
as the professor droned on, when Danny came barging into the
classroom. Not taking much interest, at first, I had not noticed the
gun he was holding. Not until he fired the first shot. The way, the
bullets came out, I think it was some sort of automatic. Professor
Dyer is the first to fall, then a couple more from the front row
went. It is like a dream sequence, with everything in slow motion.
Other students standing, screaming and running, although we had
nowhere to go.

I
remember watching Josie as she fell to the ground. Blood pooling
round her, then I am falling as I feel a sharp burning pain. Touching
my stomach, a sticky hot substance covers my hands, a buzzing in my
ears. Although I was in the room, I felt as though I was not a part
of the drama. Josie is not moving, and I kept on shouting her name
and shaking her. The room starts to spin, as I fade in and out.
Danny is standing over us, staring down at us, tears gathering in
his eyes. Then he is kneeling next to Josie, I think he mouthed the
words goodbye, but I am never too sure. Next he is lays himself
beside me, over Josie, as he shoots himself. I know it is over
quickly, but sometimes, when I remember, it is as though it happened
in slow motion, Frame by frame, before darkness took me.

Josie
died lying next to me on a cold schoolroom floor, while Danny died
holding on to her. On that day, a part of me died too. I had thought
that by returning to Comfort Springs, my life would return to normal,
I see it happening again. Everything I wanted, taken. Their blood,
intermingling, first Josie, then Danny’s and now Inferno’s.
s I am no longer sure whose blood is whose.

My
hands are clammy, my stomach is cramping as I vault for the bathroom,
reaching the toilet as I vomit all the contents out of my stomach.
Everything is spinning and Inferno has left me when I could do with
him.

This
is Inferno
’
s life and it is not for
me. As soon as I can I
’
m going home,
away from the MC, I need to think. Again I vomit, there is nothing
left, my stomach goes through the motions and hurts from the muscles
contracting on air.

Chapter
7

The
phone call arrived shortly after 3.30 pm. Trax and Crabby had found
the scumbags who had fired at us this morning and are on their way
back to the compound. The basement has being prepared, the necessary
tools set up, as we need information before disposing of them. Even
though all I wanted to do was, kill those motherfuckers.

As
he set his burner phone away, Dec passes the following information.
“
Sinbad
’
s
agreed to a sit-down. 8.30 this evening at the back of the old
warehouse.
”

Acknowledging
that I heard and understand what he is telling me. Sinbad is the
president of the Scarlet Runners, one of our customers and allies.
As I incline my head, I begin , picking up several items, examining
them to figure out which one I want to use first.

“
Get
Fudge and Twiggy to check out the warehouse and surrounding areas. We
don‘t want or need any surprises.
”

Using
the burner, it is not long before Dec places the necessary
arrangements for the meeting.

“
VP,
is everything in place?
”

Linc
’
s
eyes are cold as mine, as he turns to me; he too has been over the
instruments a couple of times. Everyone understands, Mickey and Toad
will not be leaving here alive.

“
Yep,
and the boys are here. Their coming through the back.
”

“
Good.
”
My blood has started to pump and I feel more alive than I have,
since waking this morning. I
am
more than
ready for this kill. No one hurts Baby Blu, that was their big
mistake.

The
MC Brothers are in the basement with Mickey and Toad. Like Dec and
Tabby, Mickey has Irish background, all three had grown up together
in the same district of Comfort Springs.

Mickey
had been a two-bit thief, joining Black County Stewards while in
prison for his second offence. He is roughly five eight with lanky
greasy brown shoulder length hair, with wiry build. Toad is one fat
fucker. His dark hair unwashed, and down his back, with streaks of
gray. His face covered in hair, with his beard long, reaching his
collarbone. Brown eyes, dead, but as he is shoved into one of the
vacant chairs, they begin to show a little fear.

“
Hello
boys. Welcome to my house of fun
”
I
smile at them. I
am
feeling elated, this is
going to be fun.

“
Tabby,
Dec, tie them down tight, but leave one of Mickey’s hands
free.”

Mickey
was going first and Toad was to watch everything. He would not be
touched for hours. Hell I might leave him until after the meeting
with the Scarlet Runners. After all, he was already starting to
sweat and leaving him to stew in his own juice was making me feel
elated. All I could see is how Baby Blu had looked when I had left
her in the bedroom. They had to pay for being responsible for the
look of horror on her face.

Apprehension
is good for the soul; well it
is
good for
mine.

While
I walk round Mickey, I play with the pliers that are in my hand,
closing and opening the ends, snapping them shut, waving them under
his nose. The adrenaline pounds through my body; I am on edge, eager
to cause pain to these two bastards. Soon I forget about the wound to
my shoulder or the pain that I am in, the euphoria takes care of that
irritation.

Trax
cranks the music up. The room may be sound proof, but, we still do
not want to draw attention to what
is
going
on down here.

“
Welcome
to Paradise City.
”
I whisper in
Mickey
’
s ear, lifting his free hand
to place on the table. As I place the pliers next to Mickey, I
collect the hammer and nail his hand to the table. The six-inch nail
goes through the center, now he is unable to move his hand. Then,
with the hammer, I bang each finger flat, hearing bones break; next,
I pick up the pliers again, to pull each fingernail out.

I
am
not a nice man; I never said that I was. The way I am today
has nothing to do with the way my parents raised me. I come from a
good home, both of them loving me. I chose this life freely, with no
desire to change.

“
You
fuck with me and what
’
s mine, I fuck
right back.
”

None
of the brothers interfere, nor will they stop me, from what I
am
doing or what I am about to do.

Leaning
back, to take a long deep look at my handy work.

“
What
do you think VP, does it look good
”
I
gloat.

“
Do
you think
I should ask questions now, or should I
go for a matching pair?
”

From
the corner, I hear Dec laugh or was it a snicker. That man was a
master of torture and I had learnt a few tricks from him.

“
Oh,
play for a while Prez
”
My gaze drifts
to where Dec is standing, a cigarette hanging from his mouth.