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“Great,” he said, placing the helmet back on his head. “It’s late, so don’t hang around by yourself. Get home and sleep. And yeah, thanks again for looking out for my brother tonight.”
“It’s nothing, really,” I said at once. “Is it okay if I visited him tomorrow?”
He smiled. “Of course,” he said. “You don’t need my permission to visit him.”
I gave a nod, grinning like an idiot while he got back on his bike.
“See ya!” he said with a wave and shot down the street, disappearing around a bend in the blink of an eye.
I stood at the threshold of the building’s gate for a long time, my heart still pounding from the thrill of the ride and Caleb’s company.
4
Caleb
My mind stayed distracted while Milla stayed with me, amusing me with her shy, awkward smiles. However, the moment I left her, those warm feelings waned, filling me with cold rage.
Now that she was safely dropped off at home, I could finally turn my attention toward the asshole that harmed my brother.
A cold wind rushed over my body as my bike sped down the dark, empty streets. My next destination was the repair shop run by the Dark Knights, a local MC gang that operated on the outskirts of Silverlake.
The cautionary part of my mind reminded me I was weaponless at the moment. My gun was safely encased inside a drawer in my room at the frat house I shared with my brothers.
I’ll kill the bastard with my bare hands, I decided, speeding toward the garage on the far side of town. They should know not to fuck with me and my brothers.
The Dark Knights were mostly a group of law-abiding bikers, but they didn’t care much about breaking rules or toeing the line when presented with cash. My brothers and I often took advantage of their services to settle scores with those who rose against us.
The Dark Knights were an ally but they crossed the line tonight. They worked with an enemy to mess up Corey’s bike.
The very thought of Corey dying sent sheer panic through me. He was my twin, my other half, my soulmate. The mere idea of losing him was enough to drive me crazy.
Bright lights appeared on the distant horizon. Dull beats of an old 80’s rock song reached my ears as I neared the perimeter of Roger’s vast garage and home.
I didn’t cut off the engine as I brought the bike to a halt at the gate. A young recruit peered at me through the bars. The mean frown on the punk’s face dissolved as soon as I pulled up the visor of my helmet, revealing my face to him.
“You,” he muttered, staring at me dumbly.
“Open the gate, numb-nuts,” I ordered through clenched teeth. “I need to see your prez.”
The young man who was barely older than me obeyed at once. As soon as the metal gate clanked open, I stepped on the gas, shooting forward.
I brought the bike to a halt outside the outhouse where a party seemed to be happening. The music was an assault to the ears, drowning out all other sounds around me.
Getting off the bike, I took off the helmet and raked my fingers through the thick strands of my dark hair.Time to execute a well-deserved payback, I decided, striding forward.
Throwing the door open, I came across the disgusting sight of the fifty-year-old Roger with his thin, pale lips wide open, his eyes rolling in their sockets as he got his cock sucked by a naked woman perched between his thick, long legs.
The rest of the men were in similar states. They were either passed out or fucking one of the sweetbutts that frequented their garage.
“Ridiculous,” I muttered, watching these old geezers acting like teenage frat boys. Even the smell of puke mingling with the scent of sweat and sex reminded me of one of our house parties.
“Hey, Roger,” I bellowed.
My voice startled him out of his pleasure haze. Opening his eyes, he looked straight at me.
“Come join the party, kid,” he said in a slurred voice. “Plenty of booze and women to go around for my favorite customer.”
Anger simmered in my veins as I watched them all. They were all enjoying themselves while my brother was recuperating in a hospital room.
