SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) (20 page)

“
You
have the reasons,
”
Blaine said.
“
In your room.
”

Miller made a fist and slammed it
on the table.
“
I don
’
t want them involved.
”

“
You
think he doesn
’
t know where
she is?
”
Trev asked,
boldly.
“
Come on, brother.
”

“
I
know,
”
Miller bellowed.
“
I just don
’
t want her in danger.
”

“
She
’
s in danger,
”
Gaige said.
“
With us. In this life. It
’
s constant danger.
”

Miller rubbed his face.
“
Yeah, I know. I
’
ll have to use her. Not the kid
though. I don
’
t even think
Jerry wanted a baby. I think it was all a
…”
Miller looked around the table.
“
Ah,
fuck. Sorry. Fuck. Back on topic. So we put two guys at a bar and start a
fight. We put two guys at one of the old warehouses. Start a fire. Have two
guys drop their rides.
”

“
Use
the prospects,
”
Blaine said.
“
Have them block a road
near the southern border. Something crazy.
”

“
Have
them naked,
”
Shay said.
“
Protesting something.
”

“
That
’
s not bad,
”
Miller said.
“
Keep the PD busy. So we can go
after Jerry and end it. Bury him
…”

“
Toss
him off a cliff,
”
Shay
said.
“
Park his ride and
put a shotgun with fired shells and bottles of whiskey. Make it look like he
went bat shit.
”

“
The
department has to know he
’
s
unstable,
”
Landon said.
“
Make it look like he went up a
mountain or off a cliff. That an animal grabbed him.
”

“
Yeah,
”
Miller said.
“
Christ, we
’
re all sick fuckers here.
”

“
Hell
yes,
”
Blaine said.
“
You fuck with us and we fuck
back.
”

There was a knock on the door.

“
What?
”
Miller yelled.

The door opened. It was a prospect.
“
I
’
m sorry, sir. There
’
s
a man on the phone. Named Lenny. Demanding to speak to you.
”

“
Coast Road,
”
Blaine said.

“
Gaige,
take the call,
”
Miller
said.

Gaige rushed out of the room.

“
Maybe
he
’
s looking for the rest of
his guy,
”
Shay said and
laughed.

Everyone chuckled.

Miller took some more notes, trying
to logistically figure out how this would all work. It wasn
’
t the only way to make it
happen, but it was the only way they had right now. Unless a better situation
showed itself.

“
Okay,
here
’
s what we
’
ve got,
”
Miller said.

The door blasted open. It was
Gaige.
“
Miller. We gotta
ride, bro.
”

“
What?
”

“
Lenny.
”

“
Fuck
him.
”

“
No.
Jerry
…
turned on their MC.
”

“
Why
do I care?
”

“
He
wants a face to face,
”
Gaige said.
“
Call a truce
so you can kill Jerry.
”

“
Might
be a set up,
”
Blaine said.

“
Sounds
like a good way to introduce our stand in member,
”
Miller said. He stood up.
“
Gaige,
Blaine, Nate, Trev. Let
’
s
ride. The rest of you stand guard outside in case it
’
s a diversion. We can
’
t
sit on our fucking hands anymore. Time to fight.
”

“
Aye,
”
Shay yelled.

The rest of the table cheered and
started to move.

Blaine touched Miller
’
s arm.
“
Hey. Your girl okay?
”

“
Stop
thinking about Ella,
”
Miller said.

“
I
’
m not, bro. Not like that. I don
’
t want anything to happen to her
or that kid.
”

“
Prospects
are on guard,
”
Miller said.
“
We can
’
t hide and wait.
”

“
Okay,
”
Blaine said.
“
Let
’
s ride then.
”

The gates were opened and Miller
led the charge. He should have been better protected but he refused to hide
himself from Frelen. The second he did that, the enemies won. Miller didn
’
t believe for a second Jerry
would be dumb enough to pursue an attack in the open. What Jerry wanted was to
cash out, as he had clearly stated before. He wanted a deal with Coast Road to move drugs, take a cut, and disappear. Of course, Miller taking in Ella and
Beck put a little kink in that smooth chain, but that
’
s just what Miller liked to do.

Riding down into Coast Road MC
territory wasn
’
t the
greatest thing to do when a war was brewing. Truthfully, Miller knew he should
have been arriving with more riders. The entire table for starters. Backup
behind that. Prospects flanking, just in case shit went down. Hell, if
anything, he should have made a call by now to other charters, bringing in
hundreds of patched in members. To show numbers and force.

Not yet. Not yet.

Miller wanted this to be what it
was really meant to be - himself against Jerry. A decade of old rivalry of good
versus bad. Right now, Miller wasn
’
t
sure who was good and who was bad. Not that it fucking mattered. The only thing
that did matter was that this would all end with Jerry dead and gone. Then
Miller could make it all right with Ella. Give her that damn ring he was
supposed to all those years ago.

In Coast Road MC territory, the MC
was quickly picked up by a few guys on motorcycles. Long motorcycles with high
handlebars, guys thick with muscle and nothing but leather cuts. Right next to
the beach, the crashing waves, some kind of beautiful scene that brought people
to California for vacation.

The motorcycles closed in on Blaine as he rode last. The guys then took out shotguns and made sure they had control and
power. They then throttled forward and closed in on Miller. He gritted his
teeth, hating that he was being threatened with shotguns. But he kept his cool
and rode down into the Coast Road MC compound. They made a right turn and came
to a stop off the road, where pavement and dirt started to meet sand. There was
a building there and that
’
s
where two more men waited with shotguns.

Miller climbed off his motorcycle
and quickly went for one of the riders next to him. He grabbed the shotgun,
twisted it out of the guy
’
s
hands, and pointed it at the guy
’
s
chest.

“
Don
’
t ever put a fucking gun near me
unless you
’
re going to kill
me,
”
Miller said.

“
I
’
ll blow your head off!
”
the other guy shouted.

Miller looked back. A second later Blaine lunged forward and punched the guy in the jaw, sending him to the ground, out cold. Blaine groaned and shook his hand.

“
Fucking
bitch!
”
he yelled.

“
Jesus
Christ,
”
the first guy
whispered as he put his hands up.

Miller opened the shotgun chamber
and dumped the shells out. He popped the chamber shut and then swung the butt
of the gun, smacking the Coast Road MC member in the jaw, sending him back and
over his own motorcycle, dumping that on the ground too.

“
We
can show ourselves to the door,
”
Miller said.

Miller walked forward a few steps
and the door to the building opened.

Out walked Lenny, the President of
Coast Road MC. Trailing behind him was Cres, third in command. He was the weapons
guy and a major part of the drug operation.

The tension with Nate was instantly
intense. Coast Road MC had attacked Nate and left him for dead. That was when
Nate saw Chief Jerry and that crooked judge working with Coast Road. That
’
s what opened this entire thing
wide open.

“
Stay
calm,
”
Miller growled over
his shoulder, eyeing Nate.

“
It
’
s good, brother,
”
Blaine said and put a hand to
Nate
’
s chest.
“
It
’
s
all good.
”

“
There
they are,
”
Lenny said. He
peeled sunglasses off his red face. His head was as thick as the rest of his
body.
“
The devil boys.
”

Miller put his hands out and
touched Lenny
’
s inflated
triceps.
“
I don
’
t know, man, these are looking a
little uneven. You shoot a little too much in your right arm?
”

“
No,
no,
”
Blaine said.
“
His right arm is his jerking off
arm. That
’
s why that arm is
bigger. You know these guys can
’
t
get pussy.
”

“
Blaine,
”
Lenny said.
“
Someday I
’
m going to eat your heart.
”

“
Good
luck,
”
Blaine said.
“
I have no heart.
”

Lenny snorted.

“
This
ain
’
t a war talk,
”
Cres said. He looked like he
was in a foul mood.

“
Then
why are we here?
”
Miller
asked.
“
You made an
emergency call and I can
’
t
help but wonder if it
’
s
serious or a set up.
”

“
We
’
re not setting you up,
”
Lenny said.
“
Funny thing though
…
one of our guys is missing his
body.
”

Miller grinned.
“
Really? You know, I think
someone mentioned a guy snooping around the back of our lot. It
’
s dangerous there, you know?
Lots of old cars, parts, that kind of thing.
”

Lenny
’
s
nostrils flared.
“
I ought
to slit your throat right now, Miller.
”

Miller stepped forward.
“
I want to put a bullet in your
throat, asshole. You know you don
’
t
step onto our lot and not expect hell. You decided to pour gas on the fire,
Lenny. Not me.
”

“
Hey,
it
’
s called opportunity.
When you
’
ve got guys on the
inside and judge offers a deal to get them out, you take it.
”

“
Some
deal,
”
Miller said.

“
And
when the chief comes knocking with warrants
…
finds drugs
…
but wants in
on it
…”

Miller shook his head.
“
You
’
re in too deep.
”

“
You
’
ve been swimming in it for
years, Miller.
”

“
Not
like that, Lenny. We worked with Jerry for the better of Frelen. Not our
goddamn pockets.
”

Lenny nodded. He stepped back.

“
Look,
this isn
’
t about that shit,
”
Cres said.
“
We
’
re
not shaking a truce either. We
’
re
just pulling away from this entire thing. Our operation is ours again. Jerry is
your problem. We
’
re out.
”

“
You
’
re out?
”
Gaige asked.
“
What
the hell does that even mean?
”

“
Our
arrangement is done,
”
Cres
said.
“
With Jake suddenly
gone
…”

Miller smiled.
“
Damn shame about that judge.
Wonder where he ended up?
”