I shake my head. Big Pete was the one to tell me she was shot.
“Well you see, Petey here went to high school with your sister. They were hot and heavy, it wasn’t until he was riding through town and saw you, that shit changed. He found out everything he could, before turning that cunty sister of yours over to Blaze. You ever wonder why one day she was dating that rapist fuck and the next was with Blaze?” Flame is starting to make an awfully lotta sense, and I don’t like where this is going.
“We took turns passing the bitch around, making sure to go in her ungloved once her tests came back clean. And then we did to her what she did to you. Sliced her open, tearing the fetus out of her.” He points to a part in the warehouse that has jars of shit displayed, and that’s when I notice it. They kept the dead fetus as a trophy. Well fuck.
I rub my temples. “Okay so what, am I just supposed to say thank you? And honestly why do any of that for me at all? None of you knew me.”
“You’re the club princess, of course we’d do that shit for you,” Big Pete says gruffly. I look to him, eyes narrowed, and I finally see it. Fuck. This can’t be right.
“No,” I whisper.
“Yeah Trinity, you’re mine. If you’d just talked to Blaze or me when shit was happening, none of this would be going on right now. Instead, we have to end you. You murdered a brother, club president, and your blood uncle.”
I turn back to Flame wh
o has his gun trained on me. “You gonna do it or what? I’m sick of story time, I didn’t care to find out who my birth father was before, and I don’t give a shit now. Plus, I’m legit sick. You do realize I fucked my uncle before I murdered him, right?” I shudder. “That fucker knew too didn’t he, knew I was blood yet still let me ride his cock.”
Flame shrugs. “He had demons. A cunt is a cunt. Now any last words?”
“Nope,” I say as I close my eyes. I don’t want these fucks to be the last people I see as I lay dying. The sound a gun going off causes me to jump, but I don’t feel anything. Opening my eyes slightly I take in the body on the ground. Flame is dead, with Petey standing next to me.
“Couldn’t let him hurt my kid,” he tells me as he helps me off the floor. Everyone else is still milling around the room, as if nothing is happening. Like it’s an every day normal fucking thing.
I’m about to thank Petey when an explosion is set off, and I hear people shouting in Italian. There is no way we’re getting out of this bullshit alive. Petey throws an arm across me when a section of the warehouse collapses.
Pedro Luciano walks through the smoke and debris as the workers who were packaging the drugs flees from the scene. His gun is trained on my sperm donor. “I see you collected the package. I’ll be taking the cunt into my possession now.”
“She didn’t kill Micah. It was one of my men and he’s being dealt with. You don’t have any jurisdiction here, old man. Put your toy away before you get hurt.”
The old bastard laughs, his skin stretching across his face. “You disrespectful son of a bitch. Do you know what this whore has costs me?”
“She’s taken out both my brothers but she’s my blood. If you want her. You’ll go through me to get her.”
Pedro Luciano cocks his gun. “Seems fair that your seed killed mine therefore I kill her, don’t you think?”
Petey step in front of me and Pedro pulls the trigger as motorcycles rumble outside distracting him. He misfires, striking Petey in the left shoulder. I duck and roll behind a shelf. I’m no coward but all I have are my fists. I never got my knife back from the asshole on the highway I killed.
Chapter 25
Killer
Rolling up to the warehouse I know they would have taken Trinity to I am nearly thrown from my bike when a wall of the building is blown out. Pedro Luciano and his men file into the building through the hole he made with his bomb.
Workers are fleeing some bleeding, others collapsing as they fall to the ground and succumb to their wounds.
Fuck me. This shit couldn’t be easy could it? I signal Thrash to take the rest of our crew to the other side to infiltrate from the back and take out Pedro and whoever else gets in my fucking way of getting to Trinity. When I enter the building, I see people crumpled under the debris. I also spot Flame, my former Pres dead from a gunshot to the temple. Trinity didn’t take him out. It’s not her style. The Blazing Demons are fighting the Luciano gunmen. Bullets spray throughout the room but I’m not finding Trinity anywhere. Pedro is standing over Petey read to take him out.
The fat bastard was always good to me. He may be my enemy now, but I’ve known him since I was a kid. He used to date my mom when my old man walked out on us. He taught me how to shoot a gun. Brought me the first whore who took my virginity. The same bitch I choked to death the first time. He knew I had a darkness in me, and he taught me how to use it to get by in life.
He came to see me when I was in prison. Made sure I had commissary money and protection on the inside.
Sneaking up on Luciano. I smell piss and wonder if ol’ Petey wet himself but that’s when I see the stream jetting out and hitting Petey in the face. This old bastard is pissing on the man I once thought of as my mentor.
The fat fuck deserves better than this. Even if he is a bastard. There’s a war being fought around us. Bullets are spraying everywhere, and I have to duck from taking one. Thrash gets the Mob fucker who was trying to protect Pedro, and I take the opportunity to get my arm around his throat in a choke hold. I don’t waste anytime I snap- the old bastard’s neck and drop him to the floor.
I crouch down with my gun drawn to check Petey’s pulse. His eyes open and he coughs up a little blood then smiles at me. “Save, Trin. Protect my daughter,” he says coughing up more blood and shocking the fucking hell outta me.
I give him a chin lift and his eyes droop closed once more. He’s been shot a few times. I don’t know if he’ll make it much longer but finding Trinity is my goal right now.