“Raul, what you got?” I called out my VP. I left it up to him and Boxer to put a plan together for the men. I trusted they would pair them up properly.
“We’re doing this smart. You hear me,” Raul barked. “Three patched, one prospect. I want you armed and your fuckin’ trackers on your goddamn phones. Grizz checked. One of you motherfuckers had yours off.”
“What the fuck you just say?” I stood from my chair, hands on the table. “Who?” I narrowed my gaze to Raul.
“Lynx.”
Lynx threw his hands up. “My phone broke, just replaced it. Forgot to turn it on. Sorry.”
I glared at him, then turned toward Raul.“Continue.”
He cleared his throat. “We’ve only been able to identify six men who we believe are Hunters.” Raul looked at Grizzly. The 75-inch flat-screen on the wall turned on, and images appeared of some ugly-ass fuckers.
“Two of these bastards are the ones the prez and Boxer messed up at The Wild Hog. They mostly travel in groups of three. The security cams around The Bullet captured partial images of four of these bastards.” Another image appeared. “Their enforcer and a prospect took down Ire. He never saw them coming when they got him from behind. Two more prospects got the girls.”
Boxer growled and pounded his fist on the table.
“Play the footage,” Raul told Grizzly.
“Motherfucker,” Boxer hissed and dropped his gaze. Several others did the same to avoid watching the enforcer assaulting Ava.
I diverted my gaze, biting down on my back molars. My fuckin’ blood boiled. From the angle of the camera, we could only see his back with his pants down. It was clear what he was doing to the girl as she struggled. But the enforcer was three times her size. Raping innocent women was probably how he spent his free time. The other assholes were beating up Nancy, punching and kicking her on the ground. I couldn’t see their full faces. They weren’t wearing cuts like the enforcer. With the video footage and the recon we had from Raul and Boxer, it was enough to confirm the attackers were Hunters. I didn’t need any more proof.
“I want to pluck these cunts off one by one. We’ll start with the four cunts on the screen.” I leveled my gaze on Boxer. “Be ready.”
“Already am, Prez.” His nostrils only flared when boxing or when he thirsted for blood.
“I want their nest found. Someone’s helping them. I want whoever it is found too. Now get your asses out there and bring me some fuckin’ Hunters!” I slammed the gavel on the table, calling this meeting adjourned.
Grunts echoed as the men filed out.
“Track, get our prospect so we can meet with Hendricks.” I jerked my chin toward the door.
“On it.”
I cut my eyes to Raul. “I’ll be in touch.”
“Got it.”
I was pissed at myself for being lax with the Hunters when they first rolled into our territory. Not all nomads were terrible. We’d had a few groups pass through, over the years. My Uncle Matt had always been slow to react.
Madeline had distracted me. I hadn’t kept a close enough eye on these assholes. I let my club down and Winters Township. It’s my fault Ava was raped. Nothing I did would ease her pain. I needed to drive these sons of bitches out of Knight’s territory once and for all.
I stood beside Sheriff Hendricks at the edge of Wennberg Pound. It was our rendezvous spot when we discussed shit we didn’t want anyone to hear. It was secluded, and on Knight’s Legion property, half a mile behind the compound. I’d just finished telling him about the attacks. His face was red and his nostrils were flared.
“This goddamn shit has got to stop. I thought you were handling them?” He scrubbed his hand over his face.
“They’re pushing back. Obviously. It’s time we moved onto more convincing tactics.” My gut twisted knowing what was to come. I wasn’t a pussy by no means. I’d killed my share of violent, soulless men. Didn’t mean I enjoyed ending a life.
He cut his gaze to me. “Eve will be home with the boys soon. I don’t want her getting tangled up in this shit. Matt promised me she’d be safe.”
“I plan to uphold his word. You think I like what’s happening? I have Madeline to think about now.”
“Madeline?”
I groaned, cracking my neck.
“You have a girlfriend?”