Secret Mayhem (3 page)

“
Guys,
sit down,
”
Nate said.

“
Fuck
him,
”
Erik said.
“
He
’
s
hiding something. The way he shot that guy
…”

“
Watch
your mouth,
”
Shay said.
“
I don
’
t care how fucked up your face is, I
’
ll make it worse.
”

Erik kicked his chair back and Shay
started after him. Just as the two met at the back of the table, the doors to
the room exploded open.

Chief Jerry stood in the doorway,
black aviator sunglasses on his face, a shotgun in his hands. He pumped the
weapon and pointed it right at Shay. One thing Shay didn
’
t do was submit to anyone. He
’
d rather have his chest blown
out than put his hands up, especially for law enforcement.

“
Gentlemen,
”
Chief Jerry said.
“
How goes the evening?
”

“
You
alone?
”
Miller asked.

“
Got
two squad cars outside with me. Looks bad enough I didn
’
t clear the clubhouse and arrest most of you for
something.
”

“
Why
are you holding a fucking shotgun to me?
”
Shay asked.

“
Because
you need to come with me. You
’
re
under arrest.
”

“
For
what?
”
Gaige asked.

“
Wait
a goddamn second,
”
Miller
said.
“
Jerry, will you put
the gun down? None of us are holding our weapons.
”

“
Not
even me,
”
Blaine said. He
showed his hands.
“
I
’
m not touching my gun or my
cock.
”

Chief Jerry lowered the shotgun and
engaged the safety. He swung his foot and kicked the door shut. He took off his
sunglasses and tucked them into his shirt.

“
You
really don
’
t need
sunglasses this late, do you?
”
Shay asked.

The chief walked over to Shay and
swung the ass of the gun, hitting him in the gut. Shay groaned and bent over.
Everyone lunged, but Miller called them off. Shay put a hand out and nodded.

“
Yeah,
”
he said.
“
I deserved that. Sure.
”
He stood back up and took a breath.
“
So why am I being
arrested?
”

“
Anonymous
tip came in,
”
Jerry said.
“
You blew up a car tonight, Shay.
”

“
Like
hell he did,
”
Nate said.

“
What
’
s that?
”
Jerry asked.
“
You
know something about it?
”

“
Christ,
”
Gaige said.

“
Everyone
get the hell out of here,
”
Miller yelled.
“
Everyone
but Gaige, Nate, and  Shay.
”

“
Good
call,
”
Chief Jerry said.
“
Make this a little more private
and cozy for us.
”
As the
guys piled out, the chief then added,
“
Oh,
and if anyone tries to leave the clubhouse, the cars out front have been
instructed to arrest. If you resist arrest, you get shot.
”

The door shut again and Shay stood
with fists at his sides. Miller walked along the table and leaned against it,
crossing his arms.

“
Jerry,
what the hell is this?
”
he
asked.

“
The
heat is on me,
”
Jerry said.
“
You don
’
t get it, Miller.
”

“
How
’
s your kid?
”
Gaige asked.

“
Getting
big,
”
Jerry said.
“
Home, where he belongs. Looks
more like his mother every day. The wife wants to have another. I
’
m on the fence about it, but the
sex is fantastic.
”

Miller laughed.
“
Good for you, Chief.
”

“
What
if your boy was in a car and it blew up?
”
Gaige asked.

“
Gaige
…
,
”
Shay said.

Chief Jerry charged at Gaige,
lifting the shotgun to his heart.
“
Say
that again and I
’
ll fucking
shoot you.
”

Gaige put his hands up.
“
Hey, I
’
m on your side. You know that. We had nothing to do
with that car blowing up. There
’
s
…
there
’
s someone causing problems around here
…”

“
Same
guy who tried to kill Shay,
”
Miller said.
“
Same guy that
blew up that car at Wooley
’
s
and killed Jack.
”

“
Bomb
squad said they were unrelated,
”
Jerry said.

“
Get
a better bomb squad then,
”
Shay said.
“
Someone is
after us. After me. We took care of one. There
’
s
one left.
”

“
And
he just struck a deal with Eight Under,
”
Gaige said.

“
To
show his power, he blew up that car tonight,
”
Miller said.

“
I
was front row for it,
”
Jerry said.
“
I heard it
over the phone when I was talking to Gaige.
”

“
Yeah,
well, it wasn
’
t pretty,
”
Shay said.
“
Considering I had my fucking
head in the car and trunk a minute or two before it happened.
”

“
Which
is why I
’
m here,
”
Chief Jerry said.

He gently put the shotgun on the
table and reached into his pocket. He unfolded a piece of paper.

“
This
was sent to us,
”
he said.
“
Thankfully it came to my
secretary first. She saw it and hurried to call me. For Christ
’
s sake, guys, I have the poor
woman believing that I
’
m
part of some federal undercover bullshit. That if anything comes up with any
local MC
’
s, it has to be
kept secret and sent to me.
”

“
That
’
s good thinking,
”
Miller said.
“
That
’
s why you get paid the big bucks.
”

“
Big
bucks
…
fuck you
…”

Shay stepped forward and looked at
the picture. It was three pictures in one. The first was of Shay reaching into
the car that had blown up. The second was of Shay standing at the open trunk.
The third was the car exploding, Shay nowhere in sight.

“
You
’
ve got to be kidding me,
”
Shay said.

“
Looks
convincing to me,
”
Chief
Jerry said.

“
I
didn
’
t blow up a fucking
thing,
”
Shay said.

“
You
think I don
’
t believe that?
”
Chief Jerry asked.
“
But it came through, Shay. It
’
s in my system. I had to act on
it. I have a cell ready..."

“
A
cell?
”
Gaige asked.

“
Don
’
t do this,
”
Miller said.

“
I
have to take you in, Shay,
”
Chief Jerry said.
“
You can
go easily or I can turn this into a messy night.
”
The chief pointed to his radio near his shoulder.
“
One word and I
’
ll
have officers rush through here and start taking guys down. I don
’
t want it, but I have to do
this.
”

Silence fell throughout the room.
Shay watched as Miller
’
s
face twisted and turned. Fighting this would only create a bigger problem.

“
Who
took the picture?
”
Nate
asked.

“
I
don
’
t know,
”
Jerry said.
“
As I said, it was submitted to
us anonymously.
”

“
They
set us up,
”
Shay said.
“
That fucking scum. They knew we
’
d be there. We didn't spy
…
we fell for a trap
…”

“
Shit!
”
Miller yelled. He looked at
Nate.
“
Get out there and
tell Gaige to make that phone call.
”

Nate nodded and then grabbed Shay
by the shoulder.
“
You
’
ll be fine, brother.
”

Nate left the room and Jerry turned
to Miller.
“
What phone call
are you making?
”

“
Some
friends are coming to visit,
”
Miller said.

“
Who?
”
Jerry asked.

“
You
don't know them,
”
Miller
said.
“
But you
’
ll know when they
’
re here.
”

Chief Jerry shook his head and
sighed.
“
What are you
setting up down here, Miller?
”

“
Just
business,
”
Miller said.
“
Friends. Family. Business. I do
what I have to do, just like you.
”

Once again, Jerry sighed and then
he reached back for a set of cuffs.
“
I
have to do this, Shay. I
’
m
sorry.
”

“
Come
grab my wrists,
”
Shay said.
“
I
’
m not putting them out for you.
”

Jerry nodded and stepped forward,
cuffing Shay. He then grabbed the chain between the cuffs and said,
“
If I don
’
t, the heat won
’
t
be on me. The heat will be on you. The MC. Everything you've worked for.
”

Shay looked beyond Chief Jerry.
“
Do what you need to do.
”

“
Just
follow me,
”
Chief Jerry said.

Miller opened the door and gave
Shay a quick pat on the back.

As they walked out into the
clubhouse, everyone started to applaud. Blaine ran up to Shay and gave him a
kiss on the cheek.

“
We
’
ll get you out, brother,
”
Blaine said.

“
Fuck
off,
”
Shay growled.

After a few more steps, Erik
appeared, blocking the way. He was still angry as he stood there, his lip
curling.

“
What?
”
Shay asked.

“
You
took that shot from me,
”
Erik said.
“
You knew I
needed it.
”

“
You
need some pussy,
”
Shay
said.
“
Have a drink, fuck
your woman, and get out of my face.
”

“
I
need to finish something first,
”
Erik said.

Shay knew what it was and nodded.
“
Go ahead and do it
…”

Erik made a fist and nailed Shay in
the face.

The room exploded with screams and
Jace and Gaige grabbed Erik and pulled him away.

“
It
’
s good,
”
Shay yelled. He licked the corner of his mouth.
“
It
’
s
all good.
”

Shay walked from the clubhouse and
when he spotted the three police cruisers, his stomach churned. He fucking
hated police. He fucking hated authority. And more than anything, he hated his
fucking brother and couldn
’
t
wait to finally kill him.

three.

Ava Winline learned a trick to
carrying three beer bottles at one time. Her hands were too small to grab even
the skinniest neck of a beer bottle with just two fingers, so she learned to
improvise. Carrying a bottle in each hand, Ava had the other bottle in her
mouth. It forced her to walk with her head down a little to keep the beer from
spilling, but it worked.

She walked to a pool table and put
the two bottles down from her hands. She then took the bottle out of her mouth
and reached to wipe it clean.

“
Hold
up, sweetie,
”
a rough voice
said. A tall guy with a dirty beard and an eye patch reached for the beer. He
flicked his dirty tongue at it.
“
Watching
you carry that in your mouth gets me fucking hard. You know that, right?
”

“
You
’
ve said it before, Nile,
”
Ava said and smiled.

“
And
you won
’
t give me a chance
at that mouth,
”
Nile said and curled his lip.

“
I
never said that,
”
Ava said.
“
I
’
m here to make sure you all have a good time. Just
order me around.
”

Nile laughed and drank from the
bottle. He put it down and leaned toward Ava.
“
You
know, I did show you what
’
s
under my eye patch. The least you could do is repay the favor. I
’
d love to see those tits of
yours. They look too good to be true.
”

“
What
do you think is going to happen?
”
Ava asked. She leaned forward, playing the game.
“
I
’
m going to lift my shirt and bra
…
and socks are going to fall
out? Or a box of tissues
…
?
”

“
No,
”
Nile said.
“
Those titties ain
’
t square, sweetie. They
’
re perfect for three things
…”

“
What
’
s that?
”

Nile smiled.
“
My hand. My mouth. And my cock.
”

Ava shook her head.
“
Dirty, old bikers.
”

She started to back away and Nile shot a hand out and grabbed her by the wrist.
“
You
listen here, sweetie. If I say I want to see them tits, you lift that fucking
shirt. If not, I
’
ll tear it
off your body right in front of everyone. I
’
ll
throw you down on this pool table and fill your mouth with something much
bigger than a beer bottle.
”

“
Oh
yeah, with what? Your cock? Because I doubt it
…
I choke on small things
…”

Nile growled and pulled. Ava
crashed against the pool table. She let out a cry and collapsed to the ground.
On her ass, she looked up at Nile. He stepped forward, opening his legs,
putting himself right in front of her mouth.

“
I
like you better like this,
”
he said. He touched his zipper.
“
Open
that dirty mouth of yours so I can clean it out.
”

“
I
’
ll bite your cock off,
”
Ava said.

“
Yeah?
And I
’
ll put a fucking
bullet through your skull. I don
’
t
give a fuck whose old lady you were or are
…”

Nile started to unzip his pants.
Ava
’
s heart pounded in her
chest. She
’
d been playing
this game for months now and had gotten herself into some strange situations.
But never one like this. The closest was when she was with Nile once before, in
his room, sitting on the bed. She had been dying to see what was really behind
his eye patch. A few fake shots of whiskey for herself and twice as many real
shots for Nile had him lifting the eye patch up. Underneath was a scarred glob
of skin where an eye used to be. Nile claimed he was shot in the face and lost
his eye
…
and part of his
mind. That was his cheap joke and Ava had stupidly laughed at it. He had pulled
her on top of him, but he fell asleep before he could command anything.

Now, it was a different situation.

“
How
long can you hold your breath?
”
Nile asked.
“
I
’
m going to jam it so far down
your throat, I
’
ll come out
your ass.
”

Nile had his zipper all the way
down. Ava had two choices. She could just do as told, like she was expected to
do in return for protection and a roof over her head. Or her second choice was
to stand and run like hell. But that would only end with Nile catching her and
really punishing her for not obeying.

Before Ava could make her decision,
a shadow came over her and she looked up to see Trev, the president of the Lost
Men. He took one swing at Nile and sent him flying back into the wall and down
to the floor.

Trev walked over Ava and got on one
knee to grab Nile by the back of the hair.

“
What
were you planning?
”
Trev
growled.

“
Nothing,
”
Nile said, blood dripping from
his mouth.
“
Just fucking
around. That
’
s all.
”

“
Looked
like you were about to force your little dick into that woman
’
s mouth.
”

“
Maybe
so.
”

“
You
know who she is, right?
”

“
Yeah.
I get it.
”

“
Do
you?
”
Trev slammed his head
forward into Nile
’
s face.
His nose exploded and Nile cried out.
“
Do
something like that again and I
’
ll
fucking pluck your other eye out with a fork and shove it up your ass.
”

Trev stood and turned. He had a
smear of blood on his forehead. He walked to Ava and put a hand out. She took
it and he pulled her up.

“
What
the fuck were you doing?
”
he whispered to her.

“
Nothing.
Just bringing beers.
”

“
Hanging
one out of your mouth
…
bending over
…
flirting
…
talking about your tits and
body
…
you want to fucking
get raped? You want to die?
”

“
No,
”
Ava said, swallowing hard.

“
I
’
ve told you before, these aren
’
t the guys you think they are.
They don
’
t call us Lost Men
for nothing. There is no justice. There is no control. They
’
ll fucking kill you, gut you,
bury you, and not even blink. The only credibility you have is that you were
Stein
’
s old lady.
”

“
Stein!
”
a group of men yelled. They all
lifted their drinks and bowed their heads for a few seconds.

Trev didn
’
t. He stared right at Ava.

“
I
get it,
”
Ava whispered.
“
I
’
m
sorry. I just hate when they all look at me
…”

“
With
respect. Jealousy. Horny rage. Be lucky you are who you are.
”

Ava nodded. Trev turned her around
and walked her from the bar to her private room. It was no bigger than a
utility closet and did not even enough room for a bed. Ava had been sleeping on
an old love seat with cushions that didn
’
t
even match.

She sat down on the couch and let
out a long sigh.

Being stuck out in the middle of
nowhere was not the life changing trip she had expected to take. This was
supposed to be about discovery and escaping her husband
’
s greedy hold on her. Instead, she was more trapped
than she ever thought.

A knock sounded at her door and Ava
stood up.
“
Who is it?
”

“
Nile.
”

“
Come
in.
”

The door opened.
“
I
’
m
not coming in.
”
His face
was covered in blood.
“
Just
wanted to make sure you were okay.
”

“
Just
fine,
”
Ava said.
“
Living in my dream home.
”

Ava opened her hands and smiled.

Nile laughed.
“
Just so you know, you
’
d enjoy it. You
’
d come begging for more. You and
me, sweetie, we could be something good. Real good.
”

“
If
that
’
s what you need to
think to sleep better tonight, that
’
s
fine,
”
Ava said.

“
I
’
m going to think about what
could have been,
”
Nile said.

“
Do
that then.
”

“
One
of these days Trev ain
’
t
gonna be around to protect your sweet ass. And when that day comes, I
’
m going to fuck it
…
and every other hole on your
body I can force myself in.
”

Nile stuck two of his fingers up
his nose and pulled them out, covered in blood. He touched Ava
’
s door and ran his fingers down
a few inches and then stopped. Ava had no idea what the hell that was supposed
to do, other than gross her out.

She slammed the door, shut it, and
locked it.

Ava plopped back down on the couch.
She looked to the mismatched cushion next to her and then to the door. She bit
her lip and reached behind the cushion. She flipped it up on its side and
opened the zipper. Reaching into the yellow stuffing, she closed her eyes and
told herself that the stuffing was always yellow. That it wasn
’
t from smoke, stain, and age.

When Ava touched the envelope, she
opened her eyes and pulled it out of the cushion. She put the envelope on her
lap and looked at the door again. Being locked didn
’
t mean shit. Trev had a key, and if anyone wanted
in, they
’
d just kick the
door down.

Ava was just going to have to take
the chance.

She opened the envelope and found
the picture of Stein. Big round shoulders, hairy as anything, a rough looking
face, and mean eyes. Mostly bald but still desperate to keep hair on his head. He
looked old and goofy, but the tattoos and devilish look in his eyes made it so
nobody questioned anything he did or said. Most of the guys, with the exception
of a few scumbags like Nile, kept away from Ava, out of respect to their fallen
leader. They believed Ava was Stein's old lady, which was why she was given the
respect and protection of the Lost Men.

But if the truth came out about Ava
and Stein, it would be bad. She would be beat, automatically passed around to
each and every member, and then possibly even killed for her betrayal. Without
hesitation. She hadn't shown up to the Lost Men by accident. It wasn
’
t because she wanted to fall in
love, get fucked, or become an old lady. In fact, hearing people refer to her
as "Stein's old lady" made her sick. Not because Stein was an ugly
man, but because Stein was... her father.

When she discovered where her
father was and who he actually was, she prayed that he would help her escape
her husband, Todd. There was no way Todd would come near her if he knew she was
protected by outlaw bikers who had no respect for the law.

It was a secret between Ava and her
father in order to keep her safe. So when one man began questioning their
relationship a few weeks ago, Stein killed him, but not before the man pulled his
trigger too, ending Ava's father's life. The wound was fresh. The grief real.
And suddenly Ava's life became even more complicated.

Ava ran her thumb along the picture
with one hand and then along a piece of paper with the other. She couldn
’
t be here forever. Eventually a
guy like Nile would get tired of being turned down and take matters into his
own hands. And Trev would eventually decide it was time to move on from Stein
’
s death, and his first move
would be toward Ava. Because other than fighting and shooting at each other,
Ava knew the guys around here wanted to fuck. Most of the other women were
drunk, high, and looked worn out. Not that Ava was conceited, but she was the
youngest and the most virginal.

Someone tried to open her door and
her heart skipped a beat. She scrambled to hide everything under the cushion.
The last thing she needed was to face punishment for having her door lock.

“
Open
the fucking door,
”
Trev
bellowed as he knocked harder.

“
I
’
m right here,
”
Ava said.

She unlocked the door and opened
it. Trev put a hand to her chest and pushed back, sending Ava tumbling all the
way to the couch. She sat on the cushion that was hiding the pictures and
papers that would get her killed if they were discovered.