Released (Devil's Blaze MC #3)(28)

The rest of the trip is silent as we make it down to Diesel’s. We’ve pulled in and I’m unlatching Gabby’s car seat from the back when Diesel and Crusher come running out.

“Why the f*ck haven’t you answered your phones?”

“It didn’t ring,” Torch says, looking at his cell.

“What’s up?” I ask, knowing that look on Diesel’s face.

“Your girls have flown the coop. Latch and Sabre couldn’t find them at that spa. He’s been tearing the place apart and been trying to call you for the last hour.”

“What the f*ck do you mean they can’t find them?” Torch growls, dialing his phone.

I know why I didn’t hear my phone. I didn’t even bring the son of a bitch. I didn’t want to hear from the motherf*ckers for a while. I knew I’d be here, and if anything was urgent they’d know where to find me. Foolishly, I knew I’d have Gabby and Beast would watch Beth… I was a f*cking stupid tonto.

“Katie’s phone just rings,” Torch says and the man is panicking like I’ve never seen him do before. If I’m honest, I’m feeling it too. My mind may say I’m done with Beth, but the rest of me sure as f*ck isn’t.

I grab Torch’s phone out of his hand after handing Gabby, car seat and all, over to Crusher. “Sabre, I need you to—”

“Boss, the girls…”

“Yeah, I know. Diesel told us. Question your woman, find out where the other women are.”

“Boss, we’ve asked Annie. She doesn’t know and she wasn’t with them…”

“The f*ck she doesn’t. She agreed to babysit for Beth. I’d bet the club that she knows exactly where the women are. You question her hard. If you can’t do it, get one of the other men to do it,” I order him, not about to tell him right now that betting the club isn’t a big deal. I’m so damned tired.

“I can do it, but I’m telling you, she doesn’t know.”

“Whatever, just do it! Call me back. I’m going to get Gabby settled with Dani. Then Torch and I will head back.”

I don’t give him time to respond. I’m going to beat Beth when I find her because somehow I know this is all her doing. The woman just isn’t happy unless she’s making me miserable.





“What the f*ck were you thinking, letting the women go into town when I’ve declared war on the Donahues?” I growl at Torch.

I’m driving down the road at a ridiculous amount of speed. The wheels are squealing as I turn the curves. I don’t give a f*ck. I want to get back to the club, find the women, and then I’m… What? What the f*ck am I going to do? I can’t leave, not yet, not until I’ve killed the Donahues and found the threat. I need to make it safe for all of the club. Make up for my past mistakes and make sure there aren’t people out there who will hurt Gabby… or Beth. Then I’m completely done. I owe nothing to no one else and my decisions won’t get people I care about killed.

“Fuck, I know. It was just one day though, and Katie’s been through so much. Jesus, Skull, I just wanted to give her and Bethie one day to feel like queens. They deserve that.”

His words cut another layer inside of me, leaving me to bleed. How many wounds can a man sustain and still draw breath? Apparently a f*cking lot. I grunt; there’s not an answer left inside of me.

My phone rings about twenty minutes later.

“Tell me,” I order, my mind busy going over all of the shit that Matthew and Colin could be doing to Beth. We checked when we were at Diesels and there’s no new intel to suggest Colin and Matthew are moving, but who the f*ck knows with those two.

“You were right. Annie knew.” There’s a gut punch, but that’s good. If the girls left on their own, it’s probably some f*cking thing they are planning for Katie’s bachelorette party. My foot eases up on the gas, and I calm a little.

Before I can picture the male stripper parties and what other craziness women can get up to, Sabre stops me cold. “It’s bad man. They went after Matthew.”

I slam the brakes, causing Torch to lurch, almost hitting his head into the windshield.

“What the f*ck do you mean they went after Donahue?”

“What the f*cking hell are you talking about, Skull?” Torch yells in the background.

“They heard us talking and Beth somehow got our plans and copy of the photos of the cabin. Her, Briar’s old lady, Katie, Candy, and that f*cking Louise all headed out after the son of a bitch, like they were f*cking comic book heroes man.”

“Jesús Cristo de mierda! Where are you?”

“We’re at a gas station off the interstate. We’re about to head out on our bikes. Beast got a boat off Dragon, since the girls took Briars, and he’s following in the pickup. We’re about an hour out, man.”

“Torch and I are about forty, make sure you’re there at the same time. I don’t give a f*ck what you have to do. You got the firepower?”

“Yeah, boss. That shit was already loaded in the truck for tomorrow.”

“Good,” I growl, hanging the phone up.

“What the f*cking hell is going on?” Torch yells.

“You ignoring my lockdown is biting us in the f*cking ass,” I tell him.