Viper's Kiss (Back Down Devil MC #8)(62)

At the first exam room, all the way down the hall, Jessa knocked. “Terri?”

“Yeah,” she said.

Jessa opened the door.

Terri stood at the counter. It took Jessa a second to process the scene.

Terri was there. But her hands… they were tied in front of her body.

Tied?

When Jessa looked to the table, there was no dog. There was no Jim either. There was…

“I’m sorry,” Terri said and tears filled her eyes.

“I’m not,” a voice said.

The door shut and Jessa felt a gun touch the side of her head.

“If you scream, I’ll blow your brains out.”

It was Vin… and he was going to get his revenge.





thirty-two.



Blaine couldn’t make sense of anything.

Levi, Anderson, and Victor stood there, arms out, letting Erik, Landon, and Shay search them. They were free of weapons. Levi then pointed to his crew and then all put their weapons on the ground.

“What happened?” Miller asked.

“Shit went south,” Levi said. “Figured we call you. We’re backing out of Frelen. We’ll figure out something else.”

“It doesn’t work that way,” Gaige said. “You caused a lot of shit for us. You kidnapped people from this town.”

“People?” Anderson asked. “They were strippers.”

“Strippers are people,” Blaine said. “Show some respect.”

“What do you care?” Victor asked. “Aren’t you tied down, Blaine?”

Blaine froze. How the f*ck…

“This isn’t done until we get Vin,” Miller said. “There’s some internal stuff we have to take care of.”

“Hey, Miller,” Levi said. “I’m standing here without a gun. I’m offering myself to you. To your club. You’d do the same if you were me. We were working the streets, struggling. Eight Under was pretty much dead after what you guys last did. Then we got some information from Vin. He wanted to put something big together. Offered us serious cash and serious weapons. Just opportunity.”

“I’m glad that worked out for you,” Miller said. “You don’t understand how dangerous Vin is. We need everything about him. You give it all up and we’ll take a vote on how to deal with your MC.”

“We don’t even have guns,” Anderson said. “He took everything. The trade, the deal, everything.”

Miller looked at Gaige, then to Blaine.

Blaine felt his blood starting to boil.

These guys were lying. They knew about the guns, cash, the car. Maybe they were trying to play Back Down Devil MC. If Vin took off but left the car, then in theory Eight Under would have a shipment of guns and a lot of cash. But that would require them to leave the cartel hanging high and dry, which was very dangerous to do.

Little did they know, Back Down Devil would be intercepting that car of guns and cash very shortly.

“Why the change of heart?” Gaige asked.

“He liked the other side better. Badges over patches.”

“Bullshit,” Blaine said. “He loves to kill. He loves to hurt.”

“I’m telling you,” Victor said. “He said he would rather deal from the inside.”

Blaine stepped back. He looked around, wondering if this wasn’t some kind of set up. But the entire Eight Under crew was there. There was no attack coming. No ambush.

“What are you thinking, brother?” Nate whispered to Blaine.

“I smell shit everywhere,” Blaine said.

“Maybe they’re distracting us because of the deal,” Nate said. “They know what we did with the strippers. How we saved them. So they gather us here and let Vin ensure the gun deal.”

That was very possible. Hell, that was very probable. Blaine trusted that Miller wasn’t buying any of this.

But something wasn’t sitting right with Blaine.

He grabbed his cell and turned, calling his house.

Nobody picked up.

He called the number for the cell he gave to the prospect. The son of a bitch didn’t pick up.

Blaine gritted his teeth and called Jessa’s cell.

As it rang, he looked to Victor. Victor stared right at Blaine. Their eyes met and Victor swallowed hard then turned his head.

Jessa’s voicemail picked up.

“Shit,” Blaine said. “It’s not about the guns… it’s about Jessa…”

Blaine jumped away from Nate and ran toward Miller and Gaige. Victor dropped down and tried to reach back for a gun. Blaine took out his gun and pointed it right at Victor.

“Fuck you,” Blaine said and pulled the trigger.

“Jesus Christ!” Gaige yelled.

The tension exploded.

“He has Jessa!” Blaine yelled. “This is a set up to get Jessa!”

“Fuck,” Miller said.

Miller, Gaige, and the rest of the guys drew their weapons and kept the Eight Under crew under control.

Miller put his gun to Levi’s head. “Is that what this is?”

“Say goodbye to your club,” Levi said. Then he looked at Blaine. “Say goodbye to your family, again.”

Blaine wanted to kill them all.