Becca was talking to Harley and the two girls laughed over a joke I couldn’t hear when I rushed forward, slapping my hands on the bar top. “Have either of you seen Mimi?”
Both girls shook their heads.
“What about Neveah? Doesn’t she work up here at night?”
Becca shrugged. “Sometimes she doesn’t show up. I think she’s seeing one of the brothers on the side and is keeping it a secret.”
That made sense but my intuition wasn’t buying it. Neither was my Reaper. With a growl, I spun around, shouting for Snooki.
“Hey, Patriot, what’s the matter, honey?”
“I can’t find Mimi and Neveah is missing too. She’s not working the bar.”
Snooki paled. “She told me she wasn’t feeling well earlier. I told her to take the night off.”
At the top of my lungs, I yelled for the room to quiet. Didn’t give two fucks who didn’t like it. “Has anyone seen Naomi or Neveah?”
Toad stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Neveah left about an hour ago.”
Furious, I stomped toward him and got in his face. “Prospect, did you let a club girl leave the Crossroads without permission from a club member?”
He shook his head. “No. I left to take a piss and when
I got back, one of those assholes out there said he let her out of the gate. Didn’t know it would cause such a ruckus. I’m sorry, Mr. Dixon.”
Fucking Denali brothers and their extra help.
My gaze cut to Grim and he snarled, heading out the front door and into the lot. None of the guys that Vince and Antonio sent were still there. Only Spook, the other prospect.
“Fuck!” Grim roared, pulling his gun from his cut. “We’ve been played.”
Spook was out cold as we rushed forward, everyone on high alert. He’d been hit over the back of the head and had a nasty bump. This was a planned effort. It was clear that the Denali brothers were no longer on our side and that was bad news.
What did that mean for our shipments and the drugs we moved for Salazar? Were they working for the Russians and the Scorpions now? Fuck!
I didn’t have time to think that over as I realized it wasn’t just the club that was betrayed. A strangled cry of rage left my lips when I figured out that Naomi was a target and she was taken. Didn’t take a genius to put that together.
Brothers were right on my six as I ran back inside and down to Desi’s room. The door was flung open as I rushed in but it was too late.
Desi’s lifeless eyes stared up at the ceiling. She had a small smile on her lips like she was happy to go and finally found peace. Years of abuse catapulted her into the only end that set her free. It was heartbreaking. After all the effort I went through to save her she was killed by someone the club trusted.
That bitch Neveah was going to wish for death before I finished with her.
Seething, I didn’t think I could handle anymore until the final piece of this disastrous puzzle clicked into place.
My phone began buzzing in my cut and I yanked it free, staring down at the screen as I saw Sean Jones’ number. He wanted to video chat. Motherfucker.
Swiping across the screen, I held it up and snarled, “Jones.”
Even when my heart told me he had her my head tried to argue. I didn’t want it to be true.
“Got a little surprise for you, Patriot. There’s a link I sent via text. If you click on it, you’ll find an online auction happening in the next couple of hours.”
I wanted to reach through the phone and rip out his spine as he spoke but I needed every piece of information he gave me right now to save Mimi’s life.
“The prize? Oh, it’s to watch an exclusive online event.”
I was going to kill this son-of-a-bitch.