Rain Falls (18 page)

He stared at the cameras he installed a long time ago. His bungalow was on the tip of Coronado, it was prime real estate. On one side was the ocean and on the other was a high brick wall. One entrance in and once entrance out, and the one only he knew about.

Finally
, he thought when he saw the cab pulling up. Angel got out of the cab, the guard at the gate let her in, then Zane pressed the button, and everything went live.

Now they just had to wait for War to call them.

“They both moved right where you said they would,” Casey said into Rain’s earpiece.

She laughed loudly and the rest of the women did too, like they were sharing a secret joke. The men in the fancy restaurant looked at them in appreciation while the women looked at them with envy. All of them sitting at one table, talking and laughing while drinking Champagne and eating fancy crab sandwiches and hummus, the later Bob had declared was the nastiest looking but best tasting dip she ever had before Nike had kicked her under the table.

One last play to make and they were good
, Rain thought and then she cleared her throat and said loudly, “Alright ladies, now we are going to shop, get your plastic ready.”

“Yeah,” Freedom said clapping, they finished their lunch, and walked down the street slowly, they had to give her time.

She separated from the group as they walked into the shop and she stood on the street as if looking around lazily, but she knew what she was doing. She turned again and saw exactly what she needed to see. The camera her husband had installed to spot young women he wanted taken.

Rain pulled off her hat, smoothed her hair down, and then walked slowly. She saw the light, she knew it was on, she wondered who was there though, she would find out soon enough if this was going to work or if they were going to have to go with plan B.

Pulling off her sunglasses she closed her eyes and lifted her face to the sky. To any onlookers it would just look like she was enjoying the sun. Her long now brunette hair flowing back. When her head was just right, she opened her eyes and stared right into the lens of the camera that was buried in the tree.

She grinned, slowly lifted her finger and flipped off the lens, and then licked her lips, turned around and not moving, she waited.

“She is right fucking here!” Zane yelled into the phone. “Shit, it couldn’t be easier.”

“Maybe it is a set up,” War said harshly. “No way she is walking up there alone.”

“I scoped out all my cameras, there is no one. I bet they think they can get in here once we have her, but they can’t. Get her and bring her to me,” Zane snapped.

“Dude, I am telling you right now, it is too easy,” War said.

“DO IT!” he yelled.

“Fine, just so you know though, I am bringing some of my men, no way am I walking into this alone, I am
not
stupid,” War said.

“If something happens, kill her. If not, get her here,” Zane said.

“On my way,” War said and hung up the phone.

“God, you make me hot when you are like this,” Angel said when Zane hung up the phone and watched the screen.

“Gimme a few, honey, and when they get her and I know they are on the way, we will take care of that while she waits. War will bring her in and hold her until I show up, he knows the score.”

Angel grinned and then pulled out her phone. “Tell me when to close the bidding first. The German is waiting for the final bid.”

Zane looked up briefly, grinned, and nodded.

Rain stood and waited while she knew the guys were watching her just in case things didn’t go as planned. It only took fifteen minutes and she felt the brush against her back.

“Hey, baby,” a man whispered into her ear. “We are gonna walk nice and slow over to the van right there. And you aren’t gonna make any sudden moves or else the knife I have pressed in your side is gonna scar this perfect body.”

Rain shivered and nodded. She walked slowly with the man’s arm firmly around her waist, it had to look weird but no one even glanced at them. Good Lord, so much for security around here.

She walked stiffly so the knife she felt didn’t cut her dress. Damn, the guys would go nuts if they knew how close the knife was to her. She promised to play naughty socialite tonight after they were done, and a wound and cut dress wouldn’t turn them on like she wanted.

As they reached the van, the man waved a hand and the side door opened, and she was pushed in quickly. She fell on her hands and knees and heard the door slam, then another one open and slam before she could get her bearings.

“Move,” the man barked and she fell to the side as she was kicked off balance.

“Babe,” Knight said quietly. “Hang on.”

He steadied her and she flipped her hair and glared. “Hang on? Strong arm tossed me in here and didn’t give me a chance to get situated before we took off, dumbass. And what was that, Charro, could you have taken off a little slower?”

“You have your hands full with that one,” the man muttered.

“Don’t I know it,” Charro said.

“Hey, War, is it? Rain snapped. “You got a woman?”

“Uh no,” War laughed.

“Right, well when you do, you will know if you toss them around like that, you tend to sleep on the couch,” Rain said.

The men laughed as they drove to the gates that were a mere few minutes away. Once they were in the gates, the rest of the Warriors would be in the tunnel and right where they were supposed to be.

Then when they got inside. War had already installed something to scramble the signal from the security system, and would allow the door to the tunnel to be opened without notifying anyone.

Zane grinned and leaned back in his chair, fuck yeah, Angel knew how to suck cock. He knew Storm was in the house, he had heard the guards let them in, fucking her sister while she waited for her sentence was satisfying. Fucking bitch was going to fucking know what pain was.

Angel moaned around his cock and he pulled her up quickly and laid her out on his desk. Ripping her dress, he spread her legs and slammed into her before she could even say a word.

“Fuck yeah, baby, harder,” Angel cried and Zane did what she asked.

“Well fuck yeah, babies,” a voice said from the doorway and his head flew up. “She has no clue what hard is, trust me, he used to fuck me like that, it is nothing compared to your cocks filling me up,” Rain laughed.

Zane stood and glared at War who was standing there with a group of other men. “What is the meaning of this?”

“What is the meaning of this?” one of the men laughed as Angel was trying to scramble up and cover herself with the tattered dress.

“Honey,” Rain said and ran a hand over his cheek. “I think he is confused.”

“No shit, babe,” Knight said and stepped forward, “So we are clear, War over here he is one of us, dumbass. You sold your soul to the devil and we have come to collect.”

“What?” Zane said loudly.

“Not real bright is he, babe? Wow, no wonder you got sick of him,” Charro said.

The room suddenly filled with people, men and women dressed in crazy attire. The men, rough and gruff in jeans and leather, while the women all looked high class.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Zane screamed.

Rain chuckled, “Okay, I will make take this real slow for you. Zane, Angel, your little plan of selling me off to the highest bidder is not happening. You have been played. Now, let me tell you a little story.”

“No,” Angel yelled loudly, forgetting to pull the clothes across her chest in her anger. “No way, you are not that smart, you are not that good. And you are sold, the man who bought you will stop at nothing to get you, trust me. He has the resources to do it. I have made sure he has all your information. He knows everything, so no matter what you do right now, you will look over your shoulder the rest of your life. You didn’t win, you are not good enough for that.”

Rick stepped around the back and looked at the spoiled girl he once called a daughter and shook his head and held out his phone. “Who am I talking to?” he asked loudly and Rain heard Kink’s voice come over the line.

“Herr General…” Kink laughed trying to have a German accent. “Please send my darling Storm home right away, she owes me a game of pool and a bottle of Jim Beam.”

“No worries, Kink, we will be done here soon,” Rain called and she saw the look on Angel’s face.

“You bitch,” Angel screamed and ran at her. Rain didn’t even blink but Angel never got to her, because Shady had stepped forward and grabbed her around the neck and threw her on the floor.

“Hey,” Shay growled, “do not ever call her a bitch, you don’t have that right.”

“As entertaining as this all is, we really need to get the fuck outta here,” Creed said.

Knight nodded and pulled out his gun from his back, as did the other men. The women all looked and frowned.

“Hold the fucking phone,” Bob yelled.

“What?” Creed said.

“Where are our purses?” she snapped and all the women laughed and pointed. War was standing at the door holding them with a disgusted look on his face.

“Someone is buying me a bottle of Jameson before you leave. This is fucked up that I was on purse duty,” War snapped as the women grabbed their purses and pulled out their guns as well.

Zane was standing there looking on in horror. “What the fuck is going on here?”

“Oh my God,” Freedom said. “He really is slow, Rain honey, what the fuck did you ever see in him?”