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The brothers were more than happy with that. Everyone preferred Brute to be happy. He was a lot easier to handle now that he had Faith and would soon have a child. He was still an asshole to them, but it was now bearable.
“Is that door you’re staring at some kind of alien?” Sarge asked.
“Fuck off.”
“You know, you make friends by being polite.”
“I’m not interested in making friends.” He wasn’t about to tell any of the guys there was a woman he was hunting. They would all laugh, and he wasn’t in the mood to beat the shit out ofthe boys.
They all had to be united and ready for the impending attack. Road knew one would come, but right now, Sergey was doing damage control. He knew Sergey, knew his moves, the pieces he put into place. After this, he would be desperate, but he also had to be prepared for him to use someone.
For a split-second, he couldn’t help but wonder if it was the curler woman. Was that what Sergey wanted? If he’d already shown her a picture of what he looked like, and given her time to get accustomed, then maybe she was here to try and infiltrate the clubhouse. It wouldn’t be the first time Sergey had tried it.
He was tired of waiting and the more he thought about that mystery woman, the more suspicious and pissed off he got. Getting to his feet, he heard Sarge saying something like, “Oh, shit,” but he didn’t give a fuck. He needed answers, and the only way to get them was to take them.
As if the boys had read his mind, they were coming through the door, complete with Raine in tow. He didn’t give them two seconds as he grabbed Raine around the throat and slammed her up against the wall. There were no innocent women. There were only innocent children, and even that was a push, as he knew children would do as their parents bid.
Raine panicked and attempted to claw at his arms.
“Road, what the fuck?” this from Stan.
“Your friend, the one who came to you tonight.”
“Dinah,” Raine said. “Her name’s Dinah.” Her voice wobbled as fear clawed at her. He saw it and relished it.
“Tell me where Dinah lives.”
“Dude, get Brute!”
“I know everything about Golubev. He will attack and I know his next strategy, so why don’t you let me do my job?”
“Dinah’s innocent,” Raine said.
He wanted to squeeze the life out of this woman, but heneeded her to lead him to Dinah.
Without losing his grip, he pulled her off the wall and started to drag her through the clubhouse, out into the parking lot. He approached his car and Raine at this point was crying, begging for him to let her go. She wasn’t going anywhere.
Sergey thought he had the best of them, but he would learn that he wasn’t at the top of his game anymore.
Road’s scars may hinder his way of getting information easily, but that didn’t mean he was out of options. He still had his ways of getting what he wanted.
“Dude, I don’t think Brute is going to like this,” Sarge said.
“Either go inside and wait for me, or get in. The choice is yours, but I’m ending this bullshit tonight.”
He climbed behind the wheel and told Raine to give him the address. She stumbled over the address, but he knew where he was going. Much to his surprise, Sarge climbed into the back of the car.
“Please, please, I swear, I called Dinah because I thought she would enjoy the party, and I asked her to come.”
“In curlers?” Road asked.
He wasn’t going to be lied to.
“Okay, I might have told her I was afraid, but I did it to get her here, I didn’t think she would still be curling her hair, but … Dinah is Dinah. Please let me go. I’m so sorry. I just wanted to have a good time.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Road said.
“I don’t think you’re acting right,” Sarge said.
