Nomads' Fall: Burning Bastards MC (9 page)

Chapter
Eight

Future was waiting for her to come back to the kitchen. She wasn’t smiling now, in fact she looked pissed. Jolly sat and waited for the woman to say what was on her mind. Her eyes were such a jewel blue that they reminded her of a dark sapphire.

“So, let’s get a few things out of the way. You’ve done me and everyone around here a huge favor, so I’m going to return the favor, even if it doesn’t seem like it right now. You’re hiding out here, and believe me, the past has a way of catching up with us. You aren’t special. It won’t take long for the people you’re running from to find you, this time you won’t have a place to hide. I tried to see, but I can’t tell you how that will end.

“The guy named Big Dog is my old man, and I’m the only one that gets to talk bad about him, so you need to remember that. As far as Georgie goes, the man’s been crazy about Gladys since he saw her the first time, and from what I heard, his feelings for her have only gotten stronger. He’s an asshole and he’s got the mindset of a man born at the turn of the last century when it comes to women. I plan to ream him a new one as soon as I see him.

“As for Knight, you’ve only met the first half of the dynamic duo. Demon and he were almost cradle brothers so if a woman takes on one, she’ll probably get the other one too. As far as I know they’ve only had one real serious fight, and that was over the most ignorant reason they could fight over.” She shook her head at Jolly when she opened her mouth to deny her interest was more than it actually was. “You can deny it all you want, Knight is a gorgeous man, and Demon is a giant redhead that’s more bull than man. Together, you won’t stand a chance when they decide you are just what they need.”

Jolly didn’t know what to say, this was plain speak for sure. She wanted to ask what she meant by the prediction about the people hunting her. She was so tired of running that it might be the best thing that could happen.

“I don’t know what Gladys has told you about me, but I’m pretty much resigned to the confrontation, if they kill me, then at least its over. If they want something else, I’m out of options. Gladys hired me for the summer, and I plan on working for her. I’ve decided to go back home to get this resolved, and then come back here. I thought about it all day, and it’s been almost two and a half years of running. One thing your friend, Knight, kindly pointed out to me, and he’s right about, I’m half starved, I look like a homeless bag lady, and I’m tired of running.

“As far as Knight goes, he’s an asshole and I don’t want anything to do with him or his friends. You might be one of the gang, but I’m a nobody, can you guarantee me some of the members of that gang wouldn’t sell me out if they were offered enough money? We both know if they were hired to find me and turn me over, or kill me, they’d do it for the good of the brotherhood. I’m not stupid, all the people after me need to do is be willing to pay the price, and I’m gone.”

Future heard enough, she grabbed Jolly by the shirt and pulled her from the chair. She shook her as hard as she could. “You arrogant little bitch, you don’t have no idea how a MC operates. All you do is buy into the gang shit. The Bastards don’t ‘sell’ people unless there’s a damn good reason, and you think you’re important enough to bother with?” Future was so mad she slapped the shit out of Jolly before she realized she’d done it. Fuck it, those men were hers, and no one talked about the Bastards like that. Not to her.

“Keep your pie hole shut when it comes to those men. You don’t want them, fine, but if you let me hear from anyone that you’ve been spewing your shit, you’ll have reason to hide.” She slapped the bag of bones again, harder this time to make sure she got the point across.

Her backhanded slap caused Jolly’s head to snap sideways, and if Future hadn’t let go of her shirt, Jolly was going to start defending herself. It’d probably have taken everything she had, but she wouldn’t stand there and be abused because she voiced her opinion.

Jolly watched the beautiful woman stomp out of the door and heard the growl of the car’s engine as it disappeared into the trees. Damn, the woman had a hard slap, Jolly took a bag of mixed veggies from the freezer and propped her jaws on them while she held them in place.

When the bag became soggy and dripping, she put them in a bowl and into the fridge. She made up her mind while waiting for her jaw to stop stinging. She’d have a talk with Gladys at dinner, and let the chips drop where they may.

She pulled burger from the freezer and made her version of a poor man’s stew with the vegetables and meat. She snooped through the cupboards finding makings for baking powder biscuits and whipped up a batch. She’d just added the flour to the stew to thicken the juice into gravy when she heard Gladys moving around.

“So you want to tell me what happened after I laid down for my nap? You were smiling and opening up with Future, and now you look like someone took your happy away.”

They’d eaten, and the leftovers were put away. It was odd to Jolly, the way the two of them worked so well together. She brought fresh coffee out to the screen porch, and sat down.

“Well, it’s like this I guess. Future thinks the world of you, and she’s the poster girl for the bikers. She told me about Knight and Demon, and their unusual attached-to-the-hip relationship. She told me about Georgie and swears the Neanderthal is in love with you.” Sipping her coffee soothed her nervous system a bit. “I’m a bitch for not trusting her friends and I’d better never question or say anything about them in public or to anyone and let it get back to her.”

Now was the time to bring up her plans, and hope the older woman wouldn’t try to talk her out of it. She might succeed, and that’d only prolong the inevitable.

“I’ve decided to go back and visit my mother. While I’m there, I am going to go see Porter. You were right, you know, it’s time I got my life back. Your friend, Future, said my past will catch up to me sooner than I think, and I don’t want it catching up to me here where the only friend I’ve made in the past two years is living.

“If I don’t call you in a few days, you will know what happened and can hire someone else to take on the job you’ve offered me. I won’t come back until I can be sure I’m safe and the people around me are too.”

Gladys didn’t know what to say to her. Jolly had finally made up her mind and even though it was probably for the best, what if this James and his boss hurt her or worse? “I don’t suppose you’ll give me the name or maybe an address? That way I could send the police at the state level an anonymous tip?”

“No, I trust you, but if they knew I told someone then they might come here and hurt you anyway. I promise I’ll call in three days.” Seeing the look in Gladys’s eyes made her want to hug the woman. Someone would care if she was dead, and that made her determined to live. “I have to stop running, and I can’t wait for someone to rescue me.”

*****

That night Future told Big Dog what she had discovered about Jolly. Being psychic helped at times, and she had gotten plenty from her time in close quarters with the woman. “She had the nerve to question the Bastards integrity. I should have decked her instead of just settling for slapping her a few times. I told her that Knight was a good guy, but she looked at me like I had horns or something before saying she didn’t care about him or his friends, she doesn’t trust him. She said that you Bastards would sell her to the people hunting her if the price was right. Like you guys would do something so horrible.”

He held her close to his chest, happy she couldn’t read him as easily as she could so many other people. If she knew some of the things the Bastards had done over the years, she’d be packing her bags. He let her rage, and felt her love with each word. She knew they weren’t totally legit, but she defended them as if they were choir boys.

“Georgie is screwing up big time. He went all caveman shit on Gladys, and she threw him out of her hospital room. I realize I owe that friend of hers for catching my personal nightmare, but she isn’t good for Gladys. She has too much baggage, and if she stays around, Gladys will need her guns back. So if you can pry them out of Georgie’s hands, you might want to give them back to her.”

She continued to babble about the woman, but he had heard enough, he’d take care of it tomorrow, right now, he used the only sure fire way of shutting her up that he knew. “Come over here and tell me about taking the Charger out today.” She blushed as she laid on top of him. He was naked and she was about to be the same as he began to slide her nightshirt up her body.

*****

Jolly left the campground as the sun was just rising. Gladys was worried about the girl, but if it was her, she might be doing the same thing. She didn’t have such a simple solution for her past or she might have left right after Jolly to deal with it.

Future drove up in her truck at noon, and Gladys wasn’t exactly happy to see her for the first time since they’d met. She baked a cardboard pizza in the toaster oven and poured them each a tall glass of sweet tea.

Future wondered aloud where Gladys’s houseguest was hiding.

“You know what? I love you a lot, but I’m not going to talk about Jolly right now, and definitely not with you. For a psychic, you sure got your wires crossed on that one, but that’s okay, thanks to your words of encouragement, she left. That’s what you wanted to happen, and it did. So what’s new in your life?” The bite of pizza almost made her hurl, but she couldn’t allow the look of satisfaction on Future’s face get to her. The young woman had been good to her, and until Jolly showed up, they agreed on most things.

Future felt the walls Gladys had put up. She wasn’t used to that from the open, normally happy Gladys. “Look, she was saying things she had no right to say about the Bastards. I just pointed out to her that I didn’t appreciate her opinions.”

She was going to cry before this day was done, she teared up when Jolly drove out this morning, but losing Future as a best friend was going to hurt even worse. “Really? She told you the truth as she sees it and you didn’t like what she said? Rather than tell her she was wrong, and why she was wrong, you attacked her. Since when did you start being such a witch? She’s right about one thing and you proved it to her. If a person’s not one of the Bastards, they’re nothing to any of you. I’m not certain what you said exactly, and I don’t want to know, but she was right. The Bastards aren’t the worst MC group around, but hunting down and recovering people is one of their more lucrative businesses. If you don’t want to hear the truth then shut your tender ears, young lady. Money talks and pays the bills.”

Future stood and pushed her chair back with her legs. “I know the club isn’t lily white, they never have been, but they wouldn’t hunt down an innocent woman and hand her over for money, I don’t believe you. Since that woman came here you’ve changed, Gladys, you don’t know, you’re not involved in their businesses. I’m leaving before I say something we’ll both regret.”

Well, that’s going to be an interesting conversation she’ll be having with the big guy tonight. The only way Gladys knew about the extra income the club earned in recovering people was from one of her guests here at the campground. The man had rented a cabin while he waited for his ex to be brought to him. Demon and Knight had been the ones to deliver the woman. To be fair, they stopped the man from seriously injuring the woman, but she was still roughed up good before they’d intervened. The woman slipped out of the bedroom window while the man argued with Demon, and she begged Gladys to hide her. Knight saw where she’d gone, but didn’t say anything at the time. The reason she’d been hunted in the first place was to get her signature on several documents that removed her claim on property they’d purchased during a short and abusive marriage. She and Ralph made a few calls and got her away from the area, and she had the number of a good lawyer in her pocket when she was dropped off in Chelsea.

Chapter
Nine

Demon was back to the compound three days after his close encounter with the pavement. Pinky was enjoying the way his hungry mouth ate at her pussy while she held onto his prick with both hands jacking him off. She was too short for a 69, but Knight had to give the girl credit for inventiveness. She laid over Demon’s chest and was able reach her tongue just past the head of the thick cock in her grasp. Knight figured he’d do both of them a favor, and pulled a melting ice cube from the empty coke that Pinky had finished just before Demon announced he was hungry for a juicy pussy. He rubbed the melting ice on Pinky’s puckered asshole and slid it inside. He followed that with two more cubes and she screamed, grinding her cunt over his buddy’s face, as she came. Her mouth was opened and Demon’s cum squirted from his cock being held in her death grip, hitting her tongue and face. Knight was ready to come in his pants right there.

He hooked two fingers in her snatch and used his other arm to pull her over Demon’s head, leaving the top half of her hanging over his wide chest. He speared her soaked cunt with a groan. “Damn, Pink, you must’ve been doing those exercises again, your hole is tight as shit. Feels good.” He knew he wouldn’t last long, it was almost a week since he’d indulged in this favorite pastime, and watching the way she licked Demon’s sperm from her lips, yeah, it was fuckin’ hot. He reached down and pinched her clit, twisting it back and forth in the wetness. His hips didn’t meet her ass because he bottomed out before his cock was buried inside of her tunnel. He felt her ass quivering and promised himself a trip through her backdoor next time. Right now he was ready to blow his wad and she was beginning to tighten down over his cock. He mashed her clit and shoved deeper. She screamed and his cum filled her grasping pussy. He pulled his softening cock out of her and put himself away before kissing the space between her shoulder blades. She shivered and he laughed then did it again.

He stashed a few bills in the elastic of the bra that was supporting her tits over the cups, “Buy yourself something pretty.”