Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(31)

“I didn’t know we had a meeting.”

“We didn’t. Detective Sanders came over to talk to me. They finally released the information we needed.” I see the muscles in his jaw tick.

“What are you talking about?” I’m lost and still thinking about what happened to Charline.

“He gave me the transcripts from Michael’s phone.” He hands me over a stack of papers. I go through them and stop at one of the last messages received.

Unknown: Ant will be away from N.O. tomorrow, your time to move. He won’t be able to get back into the city quickly so you’ll have all the time you need. Someone will be watching her, but you should be good, he will be driving a Black Chevy pick-up truck.

“Who the f*ck sent him this?”

“Our good friend, Blades,” He says in a chillingly calm voice.

“That motherf*cking piece of shit. I’m going to f*cking kill him!” I yell.

“Easy brother. We’ll head there and I’ll be the one ending him.”

“We both have a problem with him. He just ran Charline off the road.” That’s the last thing he needed to hear.

“You, Gabe and I are going to pay him a little visit. I don’t care what kind of shit this brings down on us later on, he’s going down.” He gets up and walks out, Gabe and I following him. I don’t know why he needs to be there too, but an extra pair of fists is always good.

“How is Char?” Gabe asks.

“Shaken but okay overall. I’ll call her later when we get back to make sure she’s still okay.” I grab my phone and shoot a quick text to Bennett.

Me: Can you go keep an eye on Charline?

Bennett: Where?

I quickly send him the ranch address before getting on my bike. We take the long ride to the Bastards’ compound. The only thing I can think about is the distress in Charline’s voice when she called me to tell me they ran her off the road. Fueling my anger more and more by the second.

I don’t know if Detective Sanders is aware that what he gave us is going to bring Blades down, or if he’s setting us up to put us behind bars. Either way, it needs to happen. No matter what the consequences are.

It takes us a little over 2 hours to get there. We park in front of their compound and walk inside, not letting anyone stop us. We walk into their chapel just as they are having a meeting.

“What are you three doing here?” Ray bellows, clearly not happy.

“I told you a couple of months ago that if I ever find out one of your men was behind Ayden being kidnapped, yet again, I’d be back to end that motherf*cker. That day has come,” Ant says confident.

“What the f*ck are you talking about?” Ray looks as confused as I was.

“Take a look.” Ant hands him the papers.

Ray looks through them for a few minutes and stares at the same message and the phone number for a few minutes. “I had no idea this was going on or I would have put a stop to it.”

“I know. I’m not the only one having problems with your little rat.” Ant glares at Blades. “He just ran Charline off the road.”

“Not my fault if the bitch can’t drive.” Blades snickers.

“I’m going to f*cking kill you!” I roar and I’m about to just pound on him, but Ant holds me back.

“Blades, shut your f*cking mouth. You,” he points at me, “out. Now!”

“I’m not getting out of here unless he comes with us.” I don’t care if I’m not the president and making the decision.

Ray gets up and looks at me. “You, Gabe, Ant, myself and Blades, all in the warehouse.”

“Come on, Prez, you’re not going to f*cking give this to them,” Blades interjects.

“Oh, I am. Who else was with you today?”

“I’m not going to rat them out.” Blades scoffs.

“Oh, so it’s fine for you to be selling club information to a f*cking psycho so he can take down an innocent woman, but when it’s time for you to owe up to your f*cking bullshit and be a f*cking man, you don’t speak up? I was really wrong about you. You’re such a disappointment, Brother.” Ray shakes his head.

It takes Blades a few minutes, but he ends up being the little rat he always was and always will be, well for a couple more minutes. “Antonio and Jared.”

“Motherf*cker!” They both bellow at him.

“You two, with us too. And hurry up, don’t make me lose more time than I already have on you three.” Ray walks out and we follow him out, making sure the three bastards walk in front of us. Can’t be too careful.

We step into their warehouse and Ray shuts the door behind us.

“Your guns, knives and cuts,” Ray says in a clipped tone.

“Come on, Ray, you’re not going to do this to us. We just wanted to teach them a lesson, they are thinking they are all mighty and shit. Somebody needed to take them down a notch from the pedestal they think they are on,” Blades chimes in.

“I’m not going to repeat myself so do. It. Now!” Ray growls. They all comply reluctantly and throw their stuff closer to us.

“Why?” it’s the only thing Ant says.

“Because Michael’s father was our f*cking Prez and our father!”

“What the f*ck?” Gabe, Ant and I say at the same time.