Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(33)

Gaige stepped next to Miller, holding Emily’s hand. She stayed close to Gaige. On Miller’s left, Nate stepped up, his hands balled into fists. He eyed down Mutty, the second in charge of the crew. He had no shirt on and was ripped with muscle.

“Looking at something?” Mutty asked.

“Nice tits,” Nate said. “I bet your boyfriend loves sliding his cock between them.”

Mutty charged at Nate, head butting him.

“Oh, f*ck,” Gaige said.

This was their way of proving respect. There was only one true way to work things out.

Nate touched his face and his bloody lip. Mutty flexed his massive biceps and smiled.

“Want to do this?” he asked.

Nate made a fist and walked toward Mutty. Mutty threw a fist, but Nate saw it coming. He ducked and punched Mutty in the gut. He cried out and hunched over, reaching for Nate. Nate took a handful of Mutty’s hair and came across with another fist. Blood sprayed from Mutty’s face as he spun around and went down to one knee.

Gaige whistled and Emily gripped his hand tighter. He looked at her and nodded. “It’s okay, beautiful. They’re just working some things out.”

Mutty got back to his feet and jumped at Nate. Mutty’s two hands went around Nate’s throat.

“Roid rage,” Gaige called out. “Be careful.”

Miller, Blaine, Shay, and Griffin laughed.

Nate slammed his head forward and smashed Mutty’s nose. Mutty stumbled back but threw a quick fist, connecting with Nate’s face. Nate’s nose opened, but it still didn’t deter Nate. He was right back with two more heavy fists, sending Mutty back. Nate then wound up a big punch and hit Mutty in the chest. When Mutty spun and went down to one knee this time, the fight was over.

“Okay, okay,” Miller said. “I think we’ve made our points.”

Nate shook his hand and backed up. When Mutty stood there were deep red imprints of Nate’s rings on his chest.

“Aw, come on,” Blaine said, “I want to fight someone.”

Another big guy stepped forward and cracked his knuckles.

Lenny put a hand out and stopped it from happening. “Cool it, Cres. No more fists. We need to talk.”

Miller took off his sunglasses. “We need to find Eight Under. Your guys have a problem with them, so do we.”

“Why would we want to help you?” Lenny asked.

“Because we have the balls to do what you can’t,” Gaige said. “I need to find them. I need them alive.”

“Which one?” Lenny asked.

“There was a shooting meant for us,” Miller said. “Killed the best friend of our girl over there. Tragic. Her father is Mr. Strokner. Know that name?”

“Fuck,” Lenny said. He looked at Emily. “I’m sorry about your friend.”

“And you’ll keep being sorry if this doesn’t end,” Gaige said. “Strokner is going crew to crew, shaking shit up.”

“We weren’t there,” Lenny said.

“Strokner won’t believe you,” Miller said. “We know you’re out looking. All we’re saying is to just keep your eyes open and give us a call when you see something.”

Lenny looked left and then right. “Yeah, okay, we’re looking. Pretty shitty what they did to one of my guys’ woman. Kind of hoping I can run a couple of them down for payback.”

“Perfect,” Miller said. “You see them and you call. We’ll come and collect and you run down whoever you want.”

“After we get our guys,” Gaige said. “I need them alive.”

“I heard you the first time,” Lenny said.

“Yeah, well f*ck you,” Gaige said. “Just making sure you idiots can listen.”

The big men all stepped forward. Gaige opened his leather cut and showed his gun.

“Whoa, whoa,” Lenny said.

“It’s all good,” Miller said. “All good.”

“I get the pain of loss,” Lenny said, looking at Gaige and Emily. “But you can’t let it cloud your mind. We’ll be in touch.”

“These guys are f*cking pricks,” Gaige said. “Skip the surf for a few days and find them.”

Mutty pointed at Gaige, his eyes on fire. Gaige wished for something to happen. He would love to take on Mutty, hand to hand, and prove that steroid muscles weren’t worth shit compared to real fists.

Before anything could escalate, Lenny yelled and dropped to his knees. Gaige turned his head and saw two motorcycles and a SUV rolling by. He saw the guns a second before the bullets starting flying. He wrapped his arms around Emily and had her on the ground in less than a second. Gaige heard the return gunfire and saw Nate standing tall, shooting back.

“Stay down,” Gaige said to Emily.

He jumped up and pulled out his gun, but the wasn’t able to take a shot as the motorcycles and SUV was already speeding away.

“Motherf*ckers,” Gaige growled.

“What the f*ck?” Mutt yelled.

“Eight Under,” Nate said.

“We have to do this,” Miller said.

The crew ran to their motorcycles. Gaige rushed back to Emily and helped her up. He looked her dead in the eyes and nodded. Emily nodded back, acknowledging what needed to happen next.