Wild Child (43 page)

Marco looked at Rabid's back and spoke harshly, "I ain’t no fucking pimp or babysitter. This shit is disgusting. I sure as hell didn't sign up to babysit a crazy fucking president. One day he'll kill one of these hookers and we'll all be blamed."

"We're fucked until somebody ends this crap. I'd end it myself but I like living. Let's get the bitch out of here before she comes to. He ain't gonna be happy if he comes out of the shower and sees her,” Snake muttered.

So they went in and dressed the cut up prostitute. She was still high from last night and mumbling incoherently. Five of the men hustled her into a van and would take her wherever she wanted to go as long as it was miles away. When she saw the cuts and marks on her body she'd flip, but they'd be long gone.

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I heard talking again and went to look out the window. What I saw made me feel as if I was going to be sick. Some of the boys were carrying a drugged out girl from the room next door. She didn't look well at all. Bullet saw my face and pulled the curtains closed. He motioned to me to lay down, so I did.

When I heard Rabid come in, I pretended I was asleep. He spoke in a low tone, "Guess, we need to move again. Looks like I went a bit too far last night. I'm going to another room to crash first but I wanna leave here as soon as possible. Good thing we keep Kima's clothes in suitcases."

He strolled out to find a clean room. I got up and went to the bathroom and puked my guts out. Afterwards, I crawled back into bed and laid in a fetal position. Thankfully I passed out again.

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When I woke up again, I felt like I had a really bad hangover. I was groggy and felt like shit. My panties were still missing and I wondered if Rabid had raped me while I was passed out. I shuddered at the thought. If he had, thank God I didn't remember it. At least he couldn't get me pregnant. After my last appointment with my gynecologist, I had an IUD put in.

Outside from moving all the time Rabid made sure I got whatever I wanted to eat. He might not be taking me anywhere in public outside of meeting his mother and the clubhouse but he did make sure my needs and wants were taken care of. Sometimes I hated him more for that. But no - he was always very sure to keep me well fed and would ask me if I wanted something. Oh, how I hated his guts! One day, I would escape him and I'd never rest until I put him in a prison or worse. I would play mind games dreaming of what I'd love to do to him. None of it was nice and I wouldn't feed him either!

I got up and had a shower. When I finished, I wrapped a towel around myself and went back into the room. Rabies was nowhere in sight. Marco was though. He was sitting at the small table. I sat down across from him where coffee was waiting. Marco and Bullet were the ones I felt most comfortable with and I was getting to know them fairly well. "Morning, Marco. Sorry you're stuck babysitting me."

Marco looked at me seriously, "Thorn says you know how to use a gun and learned how to hunt. That so?”

"Yeah., I'm good with guns. Why?”

He stared at me for a moment and I could tell he was deep in thought. Finally he spoke, "If we could get you a gun, could you defend yourself? Could you shoot Rabid?”

It didn't take me long to answer. "In a heartbeat. Get me a gun and I'll kill that bastard.”

"Bullet and I'll help you. Just be ready. I hope you're as good as Thorn brags.”

I looked him in the eyes, my gaze never wavering. “At times better than Thorn or my brother. Just get me a gun."

We heard footsteps and I went to sit on the bed with my coffee.
Finally!
I thought.
There’s a light at the end of this tunnel.

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CHAPTER 35
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Rabid came through the door, shocked at seeing me awake so early. He pulled out a baggie and dipped his knife into it. I knew what it was - speed.

He walked over to me and demanded, "Snort it, Kima. Now! I need you wide awake.”

I shook my head no, so he grabbed my hair. "You want this blade to cut your face? Snort it.”

Last thing I wanted to do was speed, but I also didn’t want to be cut. I didn't have a choice so I snorted it. Rabid made sure it all went up my nose. He told me we were going to Sea Woods first and then to visit my parents.

My brain was working in high gear. There were guns at the lodge. I hated to bring this shit down on Hunter and Elena, but if I could get a gun there, I'd take that crazy mother fucker out.

“Since we’re going to my parents house and also the lodge, can I dress in jeans and a sweater? They wouldn't expect me to show up in a dress.”

Rabid nodded absently, his mind elsewhere.

"Rabid, I don't want to make you mad, but my parents hate bikers. If you show up with all your 'boys', my dad will call the police for sure. No doubt in my mind. I'd just take two of your guys. Marco and Bullet would be best if you want to get through the door.”

He thought about it, then agreed. He told Marco the plan. Rabid took out the bag of speed again and snorted some more off the tip of the knife. Then he put it under my nose. Again, I had to do it for if I refused, he would make me. Maybe if I was high my parents or Elena and Hunter would notice. I was hoping this was my chance. I'd take it, too. Who knew if I'd get another?

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Marco walked out of the door and into his room. He called the club house and asked for Thorn. It took a few minutes but Thorn finally got on the phone.

Marco spoke low and fast, "Thorn, we're headed to your father's place. Can you
get down there and get a gun to Kima that she'll be able to use?
Hide in the woods so that crazy fucker doesn't see you. He's drugging Kima now and showed her naked body to all the men. I can't do this."

Thorn was quick to answer. "Leaving now. Will call and get my old man updated - thanks.”

Marco turned around to see Bullet in the bathroom doorway, frowning at him. "Damn Marco! Good thing it was me in the shitter! Snake’s ready to take him out. He is waiting on a call from one of us to tell him where. You talk to Kima?”

Marco smiled. “Kima’s good. You were right – he's shoved speed up her nose. Snake is a good shot, I've seen his work. We got any real plan?”

Bullet hurried to the door and growled. " Hell no but today seems to be our best chance. One way or another it
will
end today. Let's get moving.”

They went outside to meet Rabid. When they saw him, Rabid told them that they were leaving for Sea Woods immediately.

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CHAPTER 36
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Darko was livid! His cousin had been found dead behind the Nefarious clubhouse. Bonnie was a hooker but no one deserved to die as she had. He hadn't agreed with her lifestyle but still, she was related to him. Now he wondered if Bonnie had come here for his help or if she was left here as a message to Nefarious MC?

This was a direct insult to their club. Word had been going around Rabid was cutting women and Bonnie had been horribly slashed up. It looked like there were designs cut deep into her breasts and stomach. Other parts of her body were slashed also. A needle was still jammed in her arm from the hotshot she was given. This was no accident. He didn't know if the drugs had killed her or if she had been murdered.

Her blonde hair was matted with blood and her face was beaten to the point where you could barely recognize her anymore. Those sick bastards had bound her hands together and put a rope around her neck. Bonnie's knees were scraped and Darko wondered when they had killed her. Was it before or after that they had dragged her to the back of their clubhouse?

He stood there, staring down at his dead cousin. She was only eighteen years old and it dawned on him she had once looked a bit like Kima. When Darko found out that Rabid had taken Kima he felt sick. It was Bound for Hell business and his club had no ties to her. He knew Kima was taken the weekend he had been away and he felt some responsibility over it. Darko wondered what the hell Bound for Hell was waiting for? Now, Nefarious MC would handle this, if Veiko didn't.

Motioning a few of his guys over, he told them to wrap Bonnie in a tarp and put her in the van. Darko then walked down the street and found a pay phone. He was going to call the Bound for Hell clubhouse and get Veiko on the phone. Action was needed immediately. A meeting needed to be set up and shit was gonna change today. If Bound for Hell agreed, fine. If not then there would be war between the clubs. Kima would be free from Rabid no matter what.

He called the clubhouse and Veiko answered the phone. Darko briefly explained that he had something to show him and it was imperative that he see him
now
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Veiko had a feeling in his gut that bad shit was coming their way. He glanced around the clubhouse and saw a few of Rabid’s 'boys'. They were all there except for Marco and Bullet. He went over to Jersey, who was leaning up against the bar. V spoke quietly with him and asked him to keep an eye open for any trouble.

Going into the office, he made a call to Nailz. "We got an issue. Get here right away. I'll meet you in the back parking lot behind the warehouse.” Nailz listened to him, not saying a word. Veiko heard him hang up softly. The message was given and it was understood.

Veiko slipped out and went into the warehouse. Going out the side door, he walked over to the back gate. Unlocking it, he left it wide open. V stood there silently watching for the van Darko had described to pull up to the back entrance. Finally the van arrived. Darko had driven his car and pulled in right behind it. V wondered how many Nefarious members were inside; He could be walking into a trap.

Darko met and spoke briefly with V and then they walked towards the van. Darko opened the side door, then nodded to a guy inside who was looking a bit green. He spoke grimly to him, "Unwrap her.” Turning to V he said, “Veiko, this was my cousin, Bonnie. She was found this morning behind our clubhouse."

Veiko stared in horror at the young dead girl. Someone had brutally slashed her and she was covered in blood. Looking at the deep intricate patterns cut into her body he wondered what kind of sick person would do this. A knot was beginning to form in his stomach... V knew exactly who it was.

The side door of the warehouse suddenly opened and Darko stiffened beside him. V turned to him and explained, "It's Nailz. He's seen Rabid's work before. I figured you'd want him to take a look."

Darko gave a nod to his men. "Let him see."

Nailz strolled over and looked at the body. He swore bitterly and punched the side of the van. "Rabid's work alright, that sick fucker!” Looking at V he growled, “Enough rules. He’s going down – let’s find him.”

Veiko took one last look at the body, "Darko, we ain’t down with this shit. Five of Rabid's boys are inside. The two we got watching Kima are with him right now. They aren't down with this. I'm not sure about the rest of them, though. Let's feel them out. We'll get them into the warehouse and have a talk with them. That work for you?"

Darko looked grim. "I want to see their faces when they look at Bonnie."

Nailz snarled, "Bring her inside the warehouse and I'll go round up those fuckers!”

V and Nailz went to get Rabid's boys. Veiko was fuming. “Nailz, where the hell is Rabid? How much can we count on Bullet and Marco?”

Nailz shrugged his shoulders, "We've got to trust them. They're ready to take Rabid down if he tries to hurt Kima. Better alert Jersey and Tiny before one of those fuckers tries to slip away. Darko ain’t playing here, V."

V countered, "If that was your cousin, wouldn't you want justice? We don't need crazy, sick fuckers like them in this club. Scumbags who obey a fucking sociopath for whatever perks he gives them.”