Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(45)

“Okay,” Miller said. “Because you’re going for a ride.” Miller pointed.

Landon looked back and saw the flashing lights of a police car as it pulled into the lot.

“What the…”

Miller clamped a hand on Landon’s shoulder. “Punishment, brother. You have to clean up your mess. Finish the job you started.”

“In jail?” Landon asked.

“That’s where the mess waits,” Miller said. “Tell your woman to come with me. I’ll keep her safe while you’re on the inside.”

Landon hated the look on Miller’s face, but he had no choice but to respect it. On top of that, he had to trust that Avery would be able to handle herself. But as Landon approached Avery, all he could imagine was her being forced to a bed. Her clothes ripped off as she thrashed. Bry getting on top of her.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Landon chased the thoughts away.

What happened is done. Bry is dead. It’s over. OVER.

Landon opened his eyes and Avery was inches away.

“What’s happening?” she asked.

The cruiser came to a stop and an officer climbed out. He pointed to Landon and drew his weapon.

“Let’s go, *,” the officer said.

“The name is Landon.”

“How about f*ck you?” the officer asked with a smile. “Get on your f*cking knees.”

“Landon…,” Avery said.

“It’s okay,” Landon said. “I have to go. Just routine questioning.”

“You won’t see him for a long time,” the officer said as he approached Landon.

“Hey, I bet this isn’t the first time you’ve had a guy on his knees in front of you,” Landon said.

“Yeah?” the officer asked.

He swung his knee up and connected with Landon’s jaw. The pain surged and he tasted blood. Landon coughed and spit blood to the ground.

“Got anything else to say?” the officer asked.

“Nope,” Landon said. “I won’t beg to suck your dick.”

The officer put the gun between Landon’s eyes. “You’re f*cking scum.”

“Yes I am,” Landon said.

The officer then cuffed Landon and walked him to the cruiser. Landon sat in the backseat and looked at Avery. She would need to do this on her own to prove to herself she could be part of the club.

The cruiser started to back up and then swung a hard turn and peeled away.

“Don’t get sick,” the officer cackled.

“Fucking tough with that badge on,” Landon said.

“Fucking tough with that leather on,” the officer said. “Authority wins over bullshit.”

Landon nodded. That much he could agree with. The thing the police officer didn’t realize was that it was Landon and Back Down Devil that had the authority.





twenty-four.



Avery slowly walked toward Miller. This guy was the president of the MC. His orders were final, weren’t they? What would happen if Miller ordered her to do something to him or forced Avery into submission? If it was for the sake of the MC, Avery wouldn’t know what to do. The thoughts made her feel sick. She touched her stomach and tried to control her breathing.

“I don’t bite,” Miller said. “But I am going to put my hand to your back to guide you through the bar. You get special privilege tonight.”

“Special?” Avery asked.

Miller laughed. He put his hand to Avery’s back, as he said he would, and she shuddered. He was strong, like Landon, but he wasn’t Landon.

“Is Landon in trouble?” Avery asked.

“Maybe.”

“Did I get him in trouble?”

Miller looked at Avery. “Do you feel guilty about something?”

“What if I said I felt guilty about everything?”

“Then I’d say you have a heart and hard-on for Landon.”

“I can’t get a hard-on,” Avery said.

Miller laughed again. “Good to know. Good to know.”

Miller walked into the clubhouse. He made a stop at the bar for two beers. It was exhausting watching him shake hands, hug, nod, smile, and give orders. Avery could see how women could fall for Miller. The power was intoxicating. But Avery’s heart belonged to Landon.

When Miller stopped at a large set of doors, he looked at Avery.

“One thing we need to get straight here,” Miller said, “this room… this room is f*cking important.”

“I understand.”

“Nobody gets into this room,” Miller said. “This is where life changing decisions are made. A decision was made that could change your life. Now, I’m inviting you into this room and I hope you understand the impact…”

“Yes,” Avery said. “I understand. Just tell me what’s going to happen to Landon.”

“You care about that guy, huh?”

“Yes.”

Miller opened the door and allowed Avery inside. There was a long table with chairs. The center of the table had BDD written on it. The back wall had the name written out in bold black letters.





BACK DOWN DEVIL


This was the room. In the corners of the room were safes and filing cabinets. There were no windows. It had the stale odor of smoke, and booze.