Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(58)

Miller led the way with Gaige and Blaine walking behind Jerry.

Jerry was fidgety. He was either drunk, high, or insanely tired.

Miller pointed down the hall and said, “She’s in my room. She’s safe. The baby is safe. Now get out of here, Jerry. We can settle our shit when you’re ready.”

“I’m ready,” Jerry said. “I’m taking them with me. I have the entire clubhouse surrounded and enough warrants and heat to bring you all down.”

“Then do it,” Miller said.

Jerry bolted down the hall. All the prospects started to move and Jerry swung at them, fighting them, showing some real guts.

“Don’t fire on him!” Miller ordered.

The kill shot is mine.

Miller rushed after Jerry and watched him open the bedroom door.

“There she is,” Jerry said. “With that f*cking kid.”

Miller was right there, behind Jerry. Ella’s face turned white. Beck was in her arms. She turned, shielding the baby from its horrible father.

“Miller,” Ella said. “What’s happening?”

“We’re going to go for a ride,” Jerry said. “You and me. And that kid.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” Ella said.

“Fuck off, Ella. Don’t act tough because your biker friend is here. You f*cked him, didn’t you? You f*cking whore.”

Miller grabbed Jerry by the shoulder and spun him around. “Call her that again and I’ll f*cking kill you right now. You f*cking saw her. Now get the f*ck out of here. I’ll start making my accusations, Jerry. You want that? You want me to tell where you hid bodies? The drugs? The deals?”

“You’re as dumb as Ella,” Jerry said. “Nobody will ever believe you. You f*cking moron. Maybe I should teach you a lesson, like I did her.” Jerry touched his face and grinned.

Miller felt his fuse go. He made a fist but before he could throw it, a hand came across Jerry’s face. It sent him flying into the wall with a thud and down to the ground. He was damn near knocked out.

Blaine grabbed Jerry by the shirt and pulled at him. “You don’t ever f*cking hit a woman! You f*cking piece of shit!”

“Jesus Christ, Blaine,” Miller said.

He pulled Blaine away.

Gaige grabbed Blaine and started to carry him.

Miller helped a wobbly Jerry to his feet as blood gushed from his mouth.

“Get the f*ck out of my clubhouse and off my lot. Take your goons with you. Take your warrants and shove them up your f*cking ass.”

“You’re going to pay,” Jerry said. He looked at Ella. “You’re going to pay too.”

Miller lifted Jerry up and carried him down the hall. He took him right out of the clubhouse and tossed him to the ground. He put his foot to Jerry’s back and took out a gun. Jerry’s guys were ready to fire. There had to be a dozen men on the compound. All of them in black jeans and black t-shirts. Chances were they weren’t undercover. They were all corrupt pieces of shit, just like Jerry.

This was going beyond money and a way out of the force. Jerry wanted the power. He wanted the feeling of being in complete control. Shit, he wanted to be the top dog in MC. Or something like it.

“Call them off,” Miller said. He looked around to the guys. “Call them the f*ck off and get them the f*ck out of here. This is done, Jerry. You made your point.”

“Let me up,” Jerry said. “Right the f*ck now.”

Miller took his foot off Jerry. The chief scrambled to his feet. He then waved some kind of signal and all the guys dressed in black moved away. In a matter of a minute they were all gone. Except for the original two at the gate.

“There,” Jerry said. He looked back at Miller. “But don’t get comfortable. And put the gun away.”

“Why?” Miller asked.

A second later there was a blasting siren. A large black vehicle barreled through the gates into the lot. The doors opened and out poured a team of men with shields and weapons.

“Fucking hell,” Miller growled.

Jerry adjusted his badge and walked forward, sticking his fingers into his mouth, whistling. “Warrants have been issued. Clubhouse searched. So far, negative. But I want it torn to pieces. Oh, and there’s one definite arrest we have to make.”

Miller went after Jerry. “What are you doing?”

Jerry turned and put a finger to Miller’s face. “This is going to be a daily occurrence until I find everything I’m looking for. I’m going to cut ties far from this MC, Miller. You wanted this war and now you’ve got it. You couldn’t keep yourself out of my business. Or my wife’s panties.”

“She never loved you. That was the biggest mistake of my life, letting her go to you. Working out a deal with you. You’re scum, man.”

“I’m going out on top,” Jerry said. “When I take this MC down, that’s my swan song, brother. I’ll retire with a f*ck ton of money and notoriety.”

Miller opened his mouth but two men ran past him. He turned and screamed.

“The one named Blaine!” Jerry shouted and laughed.

“What the f*ck…”

The two men went into the clubhouse. A few seconds later they came out, dragging Blaine by his feet. He spit at them and refused to move his legs or feet.