Twisted Pieces (Back Down Devil MC #5)(49)

This was bigger than a drug deal. It was a massive delivery.

These guys were getting ballsy now that they had been getting away with it for some time. If people thought having Back Down Devil MC in town was bad, they had no idea what was coming if the drugs made it into Frelen.

The man with the gun jumped off the boat and onto the shore. He put the gun down and then offered a hand to Mutty. Mutty took it and nodded. Jace was too far to make out what they were saying. Behind Mutty there was a small group of Coast Road guys moving the boxes and loading them in a white seafood van.

Jace had seen enough for now. Everyone looked satisfied with their deal. Jace lifted his gun. He pointed it at Mutty. If the shot hit its target, Mutty’s brains would be splattered all over the beach. Jace then moved the gun to the man who had been holding the machine gun. If he shot this *, he wasn’t sure what it implied.

His hand tight around the gun, Jace needed to make a decision. Go big or go home, right? It was how Jace had lived his life since the day his family was taken from him. His rage and need for revenge probably came from the grief he never had a chance to work through.

Jace had his finger on the trigger. If the bullet would reach, he wanted it to kill Mutty. He closed one eye and readied himself for the mess he was about to create.

When Jace’s cell started to ring, he dropped down. He waited for everyone to look at him, but luckily, the running motor of the boat along with the waves crashing drowned out the ringing of his phone.

Jace looked at the screen and saw it was Jordyn calling.

He gritted his teeth and took the call. Just in case.

“Babe, I’m in the middle…”

“Jace, she’s gone,” Jordyn whispered. “Gram. She’s gone.”

“What?”

“Gram… she’s…”

“Oh no,” Jace whispered. “I’m so sorry, babe.”

Jordyn’s grandmother had passed away. And Jace was crouched down, a gun in his hand, deciding which enemy he wanted to kill. On the phone was the woman he loved and she needed him right now.

“Where are you?” Jordyn asked.

“Out,” Jace said. “What do you need me to do right now, babe?”

“Come get me. At my place. I don’t want to be anywhere but in your arms, Jace.”

Jace shut his eyes and said, “I’m on my way.”

He tucked his cell away and stood. He thought about unloading his clip anyway, but he couldn’t afford to be chased when he needed to get to Jordyn.

“Another day, f*ckers,” Jace growled.

He turned and ran as fast as he could back to his ride where they guys were waiting.

“What happened?” Shay asked.

“They’re dealing,” Jace said. “From a fishing boat. They're using containers of fish and a seafood van to hide what they're doing."

“I hate those f*ckers,” Blaine said. “Let’s light them up.”

“I thought about it,” Jace said. “Jordyn called. Her grandmother just died. I have to go get her, guys.”

“Go,” Gaige said. “Christ, man, go. We’ll figure this out here. They are not going to move this out of Frelen.”

“Thanks, brother,” Jace said.

Gaige caught Jace off guard by hugging him. “Get her, man. Bring her to the clubhouse. She’s one of us now.”

Jace nodded.

Yeah, Jordyn is one of us… now I have to keep her alive.





twenty.



Being heartbroken was just second nature for Jordyn. Dealing with the death of her parents never ended. There was no end to that kind of loss or grieving. All she did was adapt to a life without them. It wasn’t even acceptance. Much like what Jace did with Back Down Devil.

When Gram had been diagnosed a few years ago, it was devastating news to Jordyn. But Gram smiled and fought through everything. She defied doctors and treatments, entering remission twice. The last year had been the hardest. When her cancer came back for the third time, it was clear that her body wasn't going to win again. Even then, knowing death was coming any day, Gram still put on a brave face and swung like she could beat the cancer.

And all of it was done for Jordyn.

So Jordyn could finish college, get a job, and fall in love. It seemed so dumb now. With everything Jordyn had seen lately, none of that mattered. Gram had tried to tell her so many times that none of it mattered. But Jordyn insisted on finding it. Having it. To replace the family she lost.

Jordyn had been grieving for Gram ever since the cancer came back the last time, so the only reason Jordyn was sitting on the edge of her bed, crying, was because of her reaction to Gram’s death. When the nurse called to give the news, Jordyn just stood there in her kitchen, holding a cup of coffee. She simply accepted it. She heard the words. She knew what they meant. And she accepted them. It didn’t shock her. It didn’t hurt her. Even after hanging up the phone, Jordyn didn’t cry. All the arrangements had been taken care of ahead of time. There was nothing to do. Gram was gone. Jordyn was alone.

That’s when it all hit her.

She was completely without family now. And she wasn’t even crying.

Only then did Jordyn get angry and start to cry. She had expected to breakdown and fall to her knees when she heard the news. But she hadn’t. It made her feel ashamed. As though she didn’t really care for Gram. But she loved Gram with all her heart and soul. It was just the passing of time that chipped away at the tears and grief, and Jordyn felt so empty.