Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(30)

Gaige stood frozen. Mr. Strokner nodded and then turned his head. The SUV started to creep forward as the window rolled up. It made a full turn and then the back passenger window opened and gunshots rang out. Gaige dropped down and watched the SUV speed away as the gun pointed out the window shot toward him.

“Fuck,” Gaige growled as he stood back up.

He looked at the piece of paper and shook his head.

What a f*cking mess.





sixteen.



Emily was back to work, but still hadn’t recovered from everything. The day before, Rachel was buried. There was no way Emily would ever miss the funeral of her best friend, even if it meant standing there like an outcast amongst family and close friends of Mr. Strokner. Back Down Devil MC were present, but they hid far back in the cemetery. Gaige and Miller came forward to pay their respects and even shook hands with Mr. Strokner.

Emily kept checking over her shoulder, looking for Max. When she heard what happened at the hotel, it made her sick. Max was f*cking with her and probably would continue to do so until he was caught and killed.

Caught and killed.

The words came so easily to Emily’s mind now. It was as if she thought like one of the guys in Back Down Devil. She’d seen so much already, from the wild parties, the raunchy sex, and the ideals of murder to know that they truly did live by their own laws. It was a scary concept but in reality, it made perfect sense. No police would ever be able to help Emily with Max. Their process wasn’t good enough. Emily would wind up dead. But with the MC, with Gaige, Emily would stay alive.

Emily was walking down the hall when she saw Belle approaching. Dressed in all black, her hair pulled back, and light makeup on her face, she looked like she belonged in a clothing catalogue. She was naturally gorgeous.

“Hey,” Belle said.

She never talked to Emily.

“Hey,” Emily said.

“Uh, listen, about the other day…”

“No,” Emily said. “I’m so sorry about that. I’ll take the blame.”

“It’s okay. I explained everything and it’s cool. I know you ride with one of them. But he wasn’t the one that stayed. Just so you know.”

“I know,” Emily said.

“That guy was crazy though.”

“Blaine? Yeah. He’s… different.”

“Is it wrong that I hope he calls for more business?”

Emily laughed. “I don’t know what’s right or wrong anymore. But he won’t be calling. He has his own way of finding what he wants. He kind of stumbles into situations.”

Belle smiled and shrugged her shoulders. “Well, I’m off. Business meeting.”

Emily watched Belle walk away.

She couldn’t believe how suddenly her life became involved with the MC. No matter what she did, it was all connected to Gaige and Back Down Devil MC.

Yet Emily wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

When she returned to her desk, she saw one of the lines was on hold. She picked up the phone and pressed the button, thinking nothing of it.

“Hey, you sweet girl,” a voice said.

Emily almost dropped the phone.

It was Max.

“What do you want?” Emily asked.

“I’m calling for another meeting. The first one didn't quite go to plan.”

“Stay away, Max,” Emily said. “You have no idea…”

“Oh, I think I got the idea. You took off with my baby.”

“No, I lied,” Emily blurted out. “I said I was pregnant so you would stop hitting me.”

“I don’t believe it,” Max said. “I felt it. I touched you, sweet girl. There was something there. I know it. Now I want it. I want it to be mine.”

“Just go away,” Emily said. “You don’t understand what’s going to happen to you.”

“Same for you, sweet girl. I’m going to gut you and then take our baby.”

“There is no baby,” Emily said. “I swear, Max. I’m trying to help you.”

Max laughed. “Help me? My sweet girl runs out on me. Takes our child with her. Now you’ve got someone else, huh? Another guy on a bike. Just can’t help yourself, can you?”

“It’s not like that.”

Emily had her cell phone in her hand, sending a text to Gaige to come get her.

“What’s it like, sweet girl?” Max asked. “To be running this long, waiting for me to come save you. You don’t have to live like this anymore.”

“Because you’re going to love me again?”

“Never,” Max said with a growl. “You’ll never be loved. You’ll be bleeding on a floor. The last image you’ll ever have is of me walking away with our baby. Just tell me, is it a boy or girl?”

“Max…”

“Just f*cking tell me,” Max yelled. “Boy or girl?”

“It’s nothing,” Emily said. “You need to realize that.”

“It’s a boy then,” Max concluded. “That’s the only reason you’d hide like this. Because you know what having a boy would mean to me. If it was some little slut like you, you wouldn’t care. I’m coming to get my son, sweet girl.”

“You can’t,” Emily said. “You can’t get through the MC. It’s suicide.”