Betrayed: Military MC Romance (Hell's Fire Riders Book 2) (12 page)

Dewey stroked into her a few more times then pushed in deep as his body exploded inside her. He groaned out loud, as he came inside her. He never felt so alive before. This woman drew him to heights he never experienced. How can that be? He was at least 15 years older and had lived through a lot. Yet, she brought peace and bliss to him so suddenly and succinctly. He rammed himself into her a couple more times before he withdrew and flopped down beside her.

Gulping in air, he felt the sweat cooling on his skin. It took several minutes for his breathing to calm down and his heart to stop racing. Wrapping his arms around her body, he pulled her close to him. “Sleep,” he whispered into her ear.

Trudy snuggled down and Dewey pulled the sheets up to cover them. He gently kissed her neck as he closed his eyes. Within minutes, they were both asleep and slept for four hours.

Someone was knocking on the door loudly. Dewey groaned but his mind came awake in seconds. He reached for his pants and his gun. Trudy leaned on her elbow and watched as Dewey made his way to the door. Reaching for the lock, he snapped it open and wrenched the door inward while raising his weapon chest high. “Fuck a duck.” He groaned at Stone as the other man stared at the weapon in his hand.

“I should be saying that, asshole.” Stone growled. He glanced over at Trudy then back to Dewey. “We got movement above ground.” Then he turned and stomped down the hall.

Dewey lowered the gun and looked over his shoulder to see Trudy gathering her clothes. Moments later, they left the room and joined the others at the security cameras.

They all watched as three men searched the immediate area. They were all dressed in black pants and black shirts. They didn’t wear leather cuts but instead, long black duster type jackets. Each one had a knit hat on their heads. Funny, odd, misplaced bulges told the men they were heavily armed.

“Are they cartel or Taliban?’ Trudy asked.

“Can’t tell from here,” Stone replied.

“Can they find this place?” Amanda asked fearfully.

Stone shook his head. “We’re too well covered. The only ones that can find us is someone who knows we’re here. They don’t have that knowledge.”

“Can you snap their pictures?” Trudy asked. “I can run facial recognition on them and find out who they are.”

Colt nodded and snapped their images.

A moment later, the printer began spitting out photos.

Trudy went over to her computers and fired them up. She wanted to check the one she was working on last night. When she saw the results, she couldn’t help but grin.

Boomer saw it and came over to sit with her. “Just what the hell did you do girl? And is it going to come back to bite us in the ass?”

“Oh ye of little faith,” she spoke softly. “I wouldn’t do that to you guys.”

“What did you do?”

“I kinda sorta moved some of the Taliban’s money around and made it look like Terik did it,” she admitted.

“How much money?” Boomer demanded.

Shrugging her shoulders she said, “Not enough to break them but enough to cripple their efforts.”

“How did you make it look like Terik did it?”

“I hid some files in his computer. Somewhere an expert could find them.”

“What did you do with the money?”

“I left some of it in an account under Terik’s name but the bulk of it went into a secret account only I know about.” Shrugging she added, “I did the same thing to the cartel years ago. Even after all this time, they haven’t found it and they never will.”

“When will they find it missing?” Boomer asked.

“I think they already know,” she whispered, pointing toward the computer monitoring Terik’s hotel room. Boomer and some of the others came around the table.

They watched as the one of the men with Terik got a phone call. His eyes registered shock then he turned his head and glared at Terik.

Terik was laughing and joking with one of the other men in the room. The man on the phone listened for a moment then sat down at Terik’s computer. He began hitting keys and speaking quietly to whoever he was speaking to on the phone.

“Can he see us?” Boomer asked.

“No.” Trudy shook her head. “He’s not aware we’re watching him.

“What is he doing?”

“I assume he’s checking for secret files.”

They all watched as the man at the computer searched it for secret files. When he paused and the expression on his face changed, and not for the good, they knew he’d found the evidence Trudy left for him to find.

“Bingo.” She smirked.

They watched as he spoke into the phone then listened as the man on the other end gave him his orders.

Trudy watched as the man slowly reached inside his jacket and pulled out his gun. Hanging up the phone, they saw him stand and turn. He raised his weapon and took careful aim. When he fired the gun, Terik looked at him stunned. Then all hell broke loose and he fell to the floor.

They could see he wasn’t dead. He was holding his shoulder screaming at the other man. The man that shot Terik ordered the other men in the room to tie him up.

Trudy looked up and found more men watching the camera.

“Looks like Terik is in a little trouble doesn’t it?” Stone commented.

“Oh, he’s in a whole lot of trouble,” Trudy told them.

“How much would that be?” Dewey asked.

Shrugging, she explained offhandedly, “Oh, about fourteen billion dollars’ worth.”

Silence reigned as the tension in the motel room built to the breaking point.

Amanda gasped and sat down hard on the bench.

Trudy glanced from man to man.

Finally, the silence was broken when Boomer let loose a huge belly laugh. He laughed long and hard and finally plopped down in a chair beside Trudy. Wiping the tears away from his eyes, he chuckled. “You took fourteen billion dollars from the Taliban? Damn girl, you got balls.”

Trudy shrugged. “I let them find two billion, so it isn’t like I took it all.”

“Are you sure they can’t tie the missing money back to you or this place?” Stone wanted to know.

Trudy snorted. “Please, give me a little credit here. I wasn’t born yesterday.”

“How the ever-lovin fuck did you find the money in the first place?” Colt exclaimed. “Let alone move it?”

Trudy gave a weak smile. “I have my ways.”

“You said you would never do that again,” Amanda cried out softly. “You promised!”

Trudy went around the desk to her sister’s side. Kneeling in front of her, she took her hands and rubbed them. “I know I promised, but I needed to buy us some time. We needed time to get the bombs where they couldn’t hurt anyone and we needed time to sort out the cartels’ men. I had to do something.”

“What if they come looking for you?” Amanda asked.

“The Taliban doesn’t know about me.” She shrugged. “How can they find me? I’m not on anyone’s radar and they have no reason to hear about me either. They can’t trace the money because as far as they know, it’s gone. There is no trace anywhere of a transfer of that size.”

“What about the computer trace?” Amanda asked. “Will they figure out the file was placed on Terik’s computer from an outside source?”

Trudy shook her head. “Their experts will never find out where it came from. It looks like it was generated from Terik’s computer because it did. I hacked into his feed and did everything off his monitor. And my computer is secure. They can’t trace it back to me.”

“Damn girl,” Colt whispered in awe. “Can you teach me how to do that?”

Trudy turned her head and glared at him. “No I can’t. I don’t share my programs with anyone. They don’t exist anywhere except in my mind.”

Colt held his hands up in surrender. “I’m kidding girl, don’t shoot me.”

“So where is the money?” Dewey asked.

Trudy shrugged. “It’s where it needs to be right now.”

“Hey bossman,” Boomer called out. Pointing to the monitor he said, “Looks like our friends are leaving.”

Dewey and Stone watched as Terik was bound and shoved between two armed men. The man who took the call earlier closed the lid on the laptop and their viewing was cut off.

Trudy got up and came over to disconnect her computer from Terik’s laptop.

Stone reached for his phone and made a call. He asked whoever answered his call to track where the men from the hotel went. When he hung up, he looked around at the expectant faces of his men. “I asked Hawk to send one of his men to watch the hotel last night. He said he would be more than happy to do it. His man, Rafe will let us now where they take Terik.”

“That’s a good idea. Maybe we can tip off the FBI and let them know where Terik is and what he planned to do,” Trudy suggested.

“That should keep him busy while we sort out the rest of his hot mess.” Dewey smiled. Then the smile dropped from his face as he turned to stare at the empty monitors again. “Then we can concentrate and figure out who those guys were and what they wanted.”

“And I need to teach the cartel they messed with the wrong person,” Trudy spoke under her breath.

Boomer swatted her on the ass. “Baby girl, you be careful with that. They aren’t likely to take a hit a second time without coming after you with both barrels locked and loaded.”

“I know.” She nodded. “That’s why this time, I’m going to take more than just their money, this time I’m going to ruin them completely. I’m going to take it all.”

Boomer watched her for a moment before he whistled softly and said, “Damn girl, remind me not to piss you off anytime soon.”

“I need coffee for this job,” she muttered as she headed toward the kitchen. She turned after a few steps and glanced back at Boomer. Slowly, she raised her finger to her lips and glancing at Dewey and Amanda made the universal sign to keep her secret.

Boomer glanced at Dewey then to Amanda then he looked back to Trudy and nodded slowly.

Trudy grinned then headed for the kitchen and the coffee.

Boomer shook his head slowly. He knew the girl was trouble and he had a feeling this time, it was going to come back and bite her in the ass. He could only pray they wouldn’t get caught in the blowback.

Chapter Ten

A
manda watched as her sister went to the kitchen. She got up and followed. When she saw Trudy pour herself a cup of hot coffee she attacked, “You just don’t give a shit do you?”

Trudy turned and frowned. “What don’t I give a shit about?”

“Anyone else’s life but your own.” Amanda sneered. “You are willing to put everyone life here in danger for your own glory aren’t you? You are messing with people who don’t like to be messed with. Don’t you get that? The drug dealer was bad enough. We didn’t know then he was the money man for a very bad cartel. But now you’re taking money from the Taliban? That’s just plain crazy. That’s putting all our lives in danger and for what? So you can say you did it!” Amanda began to pace. “You’re going to get yourself killed and take a lot of good men with you. You may be the best you can be, but there’s always someone better out there. Someone with skills you don’t know about.”

“That’s enough,” Dewey called out. He’d heard the argument from the other room and was here to stop it.

Amanda whirled around to face him. “It’s not enough. Someone has to stop her before someone dies. She’s ruined my life not to mention her own because to the shit she pulled years ago. The cartel wants their money back and they won’t stop coming until they get it and she’s dead. She’s my sister and I’m afraid to be seen with her.”

“Then feel free to leave,” Trudy told her. “I won’t stop you anymore.”

“I can’t go anywhere but where I am right now!” Amanda screamed. “The cartel is waiting for one of us to make a mistake. They will kill me to get to you and you know it.”

Without saying another word, Trudy set her cup down on the counter and walked down the hall to the room she shared with Dewey the night before. Closing the door softly behind her, she moved over to the far corner and slid down. With her back to the wall, she folded her legs close to her chest and dropped her head to her knees.

Amanda looked around the room. She saw anger and disappointment in the faces she was looking at. With a cry, she fled down the hall and disappeared into a room. The door slammed behind her.

No one said a word. Dewey went to his room and opened the door. At first glance, he didn’t see her. She wasn’t on the bed but he could hear her weeping softly. He searched the shadows and finally saw her in the corner of the room. He closed the door behind him and went over to where she was sitting. Squatting in front of her, he reached out and took hold of her arms. “Are you okay?”

Trudy shook her head. Tears fell down her cheeks.

Dewey raised his hands to her face and brushed her tears away with his thumbs. Sitting down next to her, he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close. “Your sister is wrong. She has no idea what she’s talking about.”

“But what if she’s right?” Trudy asked. “What if I put everyone’s life on the line for my own ego?”

“Did you?”

She shook her head. “No I didn’t.”

“Do you have any idea what could go wrong if you messed up?”

“Yes of course, I know what could go wrong.”

“Then don’t worry about it.” He shrugged. “I’ve seen your skills and I have faith in you and so does everyone here.”

“But—”

“But nothing. Don’t even go there,” he admonished her. “You have managed to do something no one else has ever done before. And you’ve done it twice. Not even the best the military has could have done that. They’ve been trying for years. You kicked the Taliban to the ground and they are laying in a puddle of their own spit right now.”

“But it cost me the one thing I had left—my sister,” Trudy said sadly. “She’ll never forgive me.”

Dewey shrugged. “You may have lost your sister for a while but she’ll forgive you. You also gained something here tonight. You gained the respect of a bunch of hard ass military men. Each and every one of them have come to care for you. I know I have.”

Trudy shrugged. “But I don’t have any family left. People that I can call my own.”

“Honey, those men out there will be your family,” he assured her. “We may not be blood but we’re more than blood. We’re brothers and we’re soldiers. When you face the enemy, it’s a good thing to know the man next to you is there and watching your back just the same as you’re watching his back. We’ve shared everything together. We’ve worked together, sweat together and had to rely on each other for everything. We may come from different military branches but we’re all soldiers.”

“But I can’t and won’t ask anyone to take a bullet for me,” Trudy shook her head.

“The point is honey, you wouldn’t have to ask. That’s what being part of this family is all about. You never have to ask.”

Before Trudy could respond, they herd footsteps rushing down the hall toward the bedroom. Someone pounded on the door and called out to Dewey, “Hey Captain, we got problems.”

Dewey got to his feet and went to the door. When he opened it, he saw Colt and Parker standing there. “What’s wrong?”

Parker nodded toward Trudy. “The brother just ripped his arm open. There’s blood all over the place. He’s mumbling something about being sorry. He claims the cartel put a tracker beacon in his arm, so they would know where he was all the time. He said he’s in so much pain, he just wants to die.”

Dewey turned and stared at Trudy for a moment then turned back to his men. “I’m not letting her near him. He brought this on himself let him suffer for it. Patch him up the best you can and let it go.”

“What about the sister?” Colt asked.

Dewey shrugged. “If she wants to sit with him let her. I think it’s best the two of them are apart anyway. At least for right now. Enough damage has been done.” He closed the door and went back to Trudy. Squatting down, he tipped her face up so he could see her expression. “Are you okay?”

Trudy bit her lip. “Yeah, I guess. I don’t want to see Ronnie though. He’s made his bed and he can lay in it. He stopped being my brother a long time ago.”

“I agree with you there. What’s our next step?”

Trudy hesitated then looked away.

Dewey cupped her chin and brought her face back to him. “What is our next step? Do you have any ideas?”

Trudy nodded slowly. “Actually, I do.”

Dewey smiled. “I thought you might.” He reached down and pulled her to her feet. “Come on then. Let’s get this done.”

Trudy slipped her arm around his waist and hugged him briefly.

He walked her to the door but before he opened it, he swept her in his arms. His lips crushed hers and he swept his tongue into her mouth.

Trudy moaned as he gave her a hint of the passion he demanded from her. Need grew to want and before the want could grow any further, he released her. He leaned his forehead against hers. Breathing harshly he whispered, “That’s a promise of things to come.”

“Okay.” She breathed heavily. “I can’t wait.”

Dewey chuckled and swatted her ass. “If I have to wait, so do you.”

Trudy squealed and scooted down the hall. Back in the main room, she refused to meet anyone’s eyes. Instead, she went back to her secure computer and logged in. A moment or so later, someone set a cup of hot coffee down beside her. She looked up and found Boomer standing there

He sat down beside her and stared at her for a moment. “You know something, baby girl?”

“What’s that Boomer?”

“Your sister didn’t mean what she said. And nobody here will blame you for anything. Girl,. don’t you know you’re one of us? And we look out for our own.”

“I’m beginning to understand just what that means.”

“What are you planning on doing to the cartel?”

“I’m going to find all their secrets and tell the world.” Taking a sip of her coffee, she looked anywhere but at him. “All they lost the first time was money, this time they’ll lose more than that. This time, they lose it all. The drugs, the money, the guns, whatever I can find they will lose.”

Boomer shrugged. “If you take them out, someone else will just take their place.”

“I know. But I hope whoever takes over leaves me and Amanda the hell alone.”

Boomer stared at her for a moment then shook his head. “You’re taking one hell of a chance. Maybe you should rethink this.”

“I can’t just ignore this. My shit for brains brother owes these guys and until they are left with nothing to call their own, they will just keep coming and coming. They won’t stop until someone stops them. If you got another plan, I’m all ears.”

“What about your brother?” he asked softly.

Trudy shrugged and looked away, carefully placing her empty cup on the table between them. “I should let him go. This is all his fault anyway. He was going to hand me over to them and he wouldn’t have been sorry at all, not one little bit. Family doesn’t mean anything to him or my father. Dad is too busy building his career to worry about his daughters. The only one of us that ever meant anything to him was Ronnie.” She looked at him with tears in her eyes. “When my mom died, my dad forgot he was part of something bigger than just himself. It was my mom that kept us a family and when she died, he forgot about his kids. He was a selfish bastard that way. Ronnie was his favorite because he was a son. Me and Amanda didn’t mean anything to him.”

Boomer shook his head and let out a sad sigh.

Taking a deep breath, she admitted another heartache, “When he kicked me out at fourteen, it was like I was dead to him. Amanda told me he took my pictures down off the wall and forbid her to speak of me at all. It was like I no longer existed for him. He didn’t care that I wasn’t old enough to fend for myself. He threw me out in the street with very little. He let me take some clothes and a little food but nothing else he paid for. He didn’t even know I had a computer at all. I saved all my babysitting money for it because I knew he would never buy me one. He wouldn’t even let Amanda try and find me for three months. I had no one left except my sister that cared whether I lived or died.”

“You got someone now.” Dewey vowed as he joined them. “I care and all the men that live here care. Boomer and his guys care too.”

Trudy nodded. “I know and while I appreciate you guys, I’ve learned to be alone. I hate it but I am alone for a reason. That way, I never have to feel like my whole world is shattered beyond control ever again.”

Neither of them noted the fact Boomer got up and moved away from them.

Dewey reached for her and pulled her into his arms. Hugging her close, he just held her and let her cry. “Oh baby, you aren’t alone anymore. I hope you know that,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ll never leave you alone again. You belong to me now. I would die for you and I would kill for you. You’re mine and mine alone.”

Trudy looked up into his blue eyes. “Are you sure?” she asked softly.

Dewey smiled. “Yeah babe, I’m sure. In fact, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I think I could be falling in love with you. Would that be something you might be interested in? Me loving you?”

Trudy smiled. “Yeah, I think that could be interesting.” She touched her lips to his. Groaning, she pressed harder and felt a familiar zing zip through her body. Before it could get any deeper, she broke away.

Dewey allowed her to break off the kiss. They weren’t alone at the moment and he didn’t want to start something they couldn’t finish. His body didn’t appreciate him though. His cock went from soft to rock hard in two point two seconds and now he had to calm the beast down.