Wild Child (44 page)

They went inside the clubhouse and it took some fighting to round the five men up. They had an idea shit was coming down and it wasn't good. As the tarp was pulled off Bonnie's body, four of the guys turned white. One of the men, Snake, started talking. "Veiko, I told them to let her go but they're as sick as Rabid. She was alive when I took her to their clubhouse. Those four dragged her into the back. I'm not down with hurting women. They like to play with Rabid's discards. When he’s finished with them, they hurt the chicks even more. Poor girl begged to be taken to the Nefarious clubhouse. So I took her there. I've been working with Marco or Bullet - ask them! We've been trying to get Rabid alone so we could take him out but those bastards are always in the way."

Perv, who was one of Rabid's favorites, stood there looking pissed. The sick fucker got his name for a reason. He walked over to the body and spat on it. “Whore was calling your name, Darko; so we shut her up for good!”

In a rage, Veiko pulled out his gun and shot him in the knee. "You fucking scumbag!" he roared.

Darko had his gun drawn and fired a shot in Perv's shoulder. Looking at both Nailz and Veiko he growled, "We want him. You good with that?" Perv was laying on the ground in a fetal position, moaning and bleeding.

V's adrenaline was pumping. He responded, "We're fine with it.” He looked over at Guts, who was an older member of the club and asked, “What have you got to say?"

Guts yellowed eyes were full of rage. "You can’t fucking do this over a whore! Rabid will fucking take you all out over this shit.” Grinning at V he taunted, “Yo, bro - I loved sniffing your old lady's panties. Rabid let us touch her all over. I even got to finger her. Mm...I loved tasting that sweet pussy."

Veiko went wild; He grabbed Gut's neck and started choking him. Guts struggled, trying to pry V's hands off of him. His face was turning red and his eyes bulged out. Veiko let him go. Guts stood there hunch over gasping for breath. He had no fight in him. V punched him in the stomach a few times until he dropped to the floor. Using his boots, he stomped Guts until his face was a bloody pulp. He kept kicking him until blood was running all over the floor. As Guts was laying there, V stomped on his fingers until they were mangled and useless. Finally, Veiko was finished and stood there panting heavily. He was filled with a white, hot rage.

Nailz came up and gave Guts a savage kick. He snarled, "Darko, you want him?”

Darko smiled evilly, “I want all of them except for the driver.” He pointed at Snake and said to V, "You do what you want with that one. Those other two ain’t saying shit so I guess they were part of this."

Snake looked nervous, He looked at Veiko. “I know where Rabid went. Down to Kima's parents and to Sea Woods. I'm waiting for Bullet to call. We planned to ambush Rabid today.”

Nailz stared him down, “Snake, you better be on the up and up. If Marco and Bullet don't confirm your story I'll kill you myself."

Veiko was staring down the other two guys, Grump and Tex. "You were down with this shit? Looking at my old lady and sniffing her panties? You fuckers!" V flew at Tex and pounded him with his fists, until he was lying on the ground moaning. Even that didn’t stop him. He began to stomp him until he heard bones snapping.

Grump looked over at V and laughed. He’d once been Rabid's head Sargent of Arms and he wasn't afraid of V. His eyes widened as Veiko pulled out his buck knife. He was about to run but Nailz and Darko were in the way. V threw the knife and it landed in Grumps chest. Walking over to the now terrified man, V pushed him down. His boot held Grump still as he pulled his knife out. Veiko began kicking and stomping him until he laid there bleeding. He was ready to cut him more.

Nailz grabbed V, stopping him. "Enough! I'm sure Nefarious wants them alive for whatever plans they have.” He turned to Darko, “We want no bodies left. Are we even? We're stripping them of their colors."

Darko looked at Nailz and nodded, "No bodies. But I want Rabid dead and I want to see Kima alive. If she ain't, then we got war. As for these scumbags, they're gonna beg to die." Darko had a evil grin on his face.

Nailz shook his head in disgust, "We're trying to find them and if Snake values his life, he'd better start talking."

Veiko was looking hard at Darko. "Kima’s mine - she always has been. I love her and I
will
get her back."

Darko smiled sadly. “I don't know, V. I hope for your sake she is. If not, she may come to me. I believe she loves you but after all this? If she doesn't want you then I’m going after her. No disrespect but after what damage Rabid's done, I'm not sure she’ll want to be with your club."

Veiko saw the emotion Darko had in his eyes for Kima. "Yeah man, I know. If she doesn't want me I won't cause an issue if she goes to you." Those were hardest words Veiko had ever uttered.

Darko told his boys to take those four scumbags and Bonnie's body to the van. Nailz went to get the power washer to clean up the blood that had been shed. Veiko grabbed Snake and took him to the office. It was time to wait with Snake for the phone call he claimed was coming.

As he sat there waiting, Veiko eyed a bottle of whiskey. Grimly, he turned away. All he wanted was Kima.

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CHAPTER 37
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Jo had asked Nailz if she could use his truck to visit Kima. For some reason that put him in a bad mood. She’d been calling Kima for days without any response. Her answering machine was full and had been for a long time now. In her gut, Jo knew something was wrong. Elena was on vacation, so she couldn't ask her and she hadn't seen Thorn in awhile.

Nailz wasn't taking her to the club at all and was always coming up with some lame excuse why she couldn't go. She was pregnant but she wasn't
that
far along. He was going out of his way to avoid the subject of Kima. When asked, he would shrug his shoulders and give a short, curt answer, saying she was probably busy. He told her not to worry and that she would more than likely hear from Kima soon. It seemed that Nailz didn't want to be bothered by it.

Often he left the apartment and Jo had no idea where he went. When he came home late, he was stressed, tired and cranky. All he wanted to do was to go to bed and sleep. Then he would get up and go back out again. The club was getting in the way of their personal life and causing more fights between them.

Was this how their life was going to be? He was gone so often that she wondered if he would be around for their child? Jo loved Nailz, but something in him had changed. Gone was the man who used to laugh and joke with her. In his place was a silent, grim stranger.

The phone rang and Nailz picked up. Jo watched him as he stood there silently, not speaking a word. He just listened as someone spoke on the other end. After about a minute he hung up the receiver. Going to the bedroom and grabbing his colors, Nailz stormed out, telling her he'd be home late. He slammed the door hard behind him, causing the walls to shake. As she glanced out the window, she saw him take the truck. He spun out of the driveway leaving a cloud of dust.

Jo was fuming mad.
Great!
she thought,
I'm stuck here, alone again! I can't even go out and do chores.

With nothing to do she had time to think. Jo thought about some of the things he’d said;
'I live day to day', 'Let's see how this works for us',
and the hurtful,
'I didn't sign up for all the shit and stress I'm under.'

Well, she hadn't signed up for this shit either!

She wanted to believe in Nailz but he didn't seem like he was trying to make their relationship work. He was secretive and guarded about his past. It took her weeks to find out what his last name was. Why a person wouldn't want to tell someone that, was beyond her. What was the big deal? Nailz didn't laugh when she jokingly said the baby wouldn't have a father's name on the birth certificate. It was a good thing she wasn't nosy because she could’ve poked through his wallet. But she wanted to hear it from his own lips. When confronted with this he had reluctantly growled out, “My last name's McKay.”

Remembering the conversation she had pried further, “So it's McKay? What's your first name?”

“Jo, leave it the fuck alone.” He retorted, “I just go by
Nailz
, get it?” She knew not to press him further.

One night, when he was drinking, he let it slipped that he missed seeing his daughter. He seemed so torn over it. Nailz had told her that Tearney regularly saw his parents on weekends. So she suggested that they go together and pay them all a visit. It would be nice to meet his family and have a relationship with them. That had caused a huge fight and he had left her all alone that night. He had yelled at her that he didn't have a place in his parent's life, or with his daughter and to stay out of it.

Jo sighed as she looked around at the garage apartment. She couldn't believe how much her life had changed. She went from a doctor's house with an in-ground pool and five bathrooms to living like poverty's child. She had no car, no money and she was pregnant. Her parents kicked her out of their house and her man was so moody he would rather be at the clubhouse than at home.

Fighting back tears, Jo tried not to feel lonely. Wallowing in self pity wasn't good for her health or the baby's either. To distract herself she grabbed the phone and called the Regan's house. It was Jack who answered the phone.

"Jack, is Kima there? I've been calling for days and I can't reach her.”

She heard Jack take a deep breath, "Josephine Parker, where the hell have you been? My sister's missing and those fucking bikers you're with have her. All we know is that a dancer named Joy saw the National President of that damn club grab her! We don't even know how long she's been gone. That dancer came up to me in Wiggles and asked me if Kima was ok! When I asked her what the hell she was talking about, she told me everything. I can't find Thorn either, that son of a bitch!”

Jo gasped.

Jack went on, "We're looking all over. My father’s ready to give them money for her return or call the wise guys he knows. My mother wants to get the FBI involved and she's gonna call my cousin Richie to get the state police searching. Hunter is still on vacation, so we're waiting for him to come back to see if he knows anything. We were hoping that
you
had an idea of where Kima is.”

Jo felt her stomach drop. "Oh my God! I can't believe this, Jack! Nailz doesn't talk about Kima at all. I was kicked out of my parents house and I'm living with him in Swan Point. I'm pregnant and stuck out here in a garage apartment with no way to get around. Now I'm scared to death. What am I going to do?”

Jack swore a stream of curses, "You’re pregnant and involved with those bastards? You want to be the next missing girl? These are not people you mess with, Jo. Look what happened to Kima. They aren't nice guys. They're dangerous criminals.” He cursed again. “Listen - I'm coming to get you. Pack up your stuff cause you're staying at my parent's house. Nobody's gonna look for you there. Just so you know, mom and dad stopped drinking after Kima's accident. My family may not be perfect but they
will
help you.”

Jo sat there stunned. She felt like she was going to be sick.
Nailz knew!
That bastard knew about Kima all along and kept it from her! What else was he hiding? She prayed to God her friend was alive. Would she be next? Not only had she had her own life to protect but she had that of her baby's. Her instincts told her to get out, right now! This might be her only chance.

“Jo, are you still there?”

It took a few seconds for her to reply, "I'm going to pack my stuff. There isn't much anyway. I think it's best you don't come here. The club might be around. I'm going to take a taxi to the mall and I'll wait for you at the front entrance. Can you pick me up there?”

Jack didn't hesitate. "I'm on my way. Just get the hell out of there as fast as you can and stay near a crowd of people.”

Jo hung up the phone and a grabbed a duffel bag. She stuffed all the clothes that would fit and took what she needed. Going to a drawer where Nailz kept cash, she pulled it open. Nailz had always told her to take what she needed. Well, she needed it now! She sat on the bed and counted the money. There was over five thousand dollars! He made good money driving heavy duty equipment and was a demolition expert. Figured he like to blow stuff up! Who knew what Nailz really did!

She decided that four grand would be enough and stuffed it into her pocket. Jo would be fair and leave him the rest. At least he had a job and could make more money.
She
was pregnant, stuck without any money, and there was no way she could work. Nailz said to use the money as she saw fit, so Jo would be using it for
his
baby. Sitting down she wrote a terse note;