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“You’re a lousy shot,” I chuckle, and he looks around the room again as his breathing picks up.

“Why’d you aim for Thunder?” Axel demands as he grabs the fucker’s hair, forcing him to look his way, and Dino chokes, “Scottie was supposed to be mine!”

Fuck’s sake! I roll my eyes as Tank snorts.

“If it isn’t crazy clubwhores or patch chasers, then it’s crazy ass men,” Stone grunts, and I hum as I nod.

“And you decided you had the balls to kill a brother?” Axel snaps, and I tilt my head, waiting for his answer.

“He isn’t the first brother I’ve killed,” he grunts, and that gets my fucking back up as I stand straight, “Herman Chains grew up with me.”

“Who is Herman Chains?” Gunner asks, and I growl, “He was the leader of the Pillars, the sick group that kidnapped, raped, and sold women, men, and children. Anchor's woman Summer was held for over a year.”

“How is little old Summer?” Dino goads like an idiot, “She missing my cock?”

I grab my gun without a thought and lift it to the fucker’s head and growl, “Not very smart to gloat about raping an old lady in a room full of men who care about her fucker!”

Summer tried to kill herself after her, she fucking hung herself from the beam in Anchor’s room then had found out she was pregnant. This fucker was partly the cause and an idiot for bringing her up.

Dino curls his lip and snaps, “You won’t kill me, my dad is a part of the Cartel!”

Axel chuckles, “And we’re affiliated with them and never even met your father on a job. He’s a lower-level grunt worker and will be killed after hearing that you dabbled in the flesh trade behind their back!”

Dino’s eyes widen as Axel shoves his head back and moves out of the way. I don’t hesitate as I pull the trigger, the bullet going through Dino’s head, causing it to fling back, and I breathe heavily.

“Axel, you call the Cartel about their grunt man, I’ll call Doc and let him know that we missed one man from that sick group,” Stone grunts then looks at me and sneers, “Go get that fucking arm fixed and bring your plan forward, I want you home. I want her behind club walls and under club protection so shit like this doesn’t happen again!”

I nod once before turning around, but as I walk out the door, Tank calls, “Good luck, brother, hopefully you’ll still have your balls,” and laughter follows as I roll my eyes.

“Fucking assholes.”

Chapter 15

Scottie

I chew my bottom lip as I look up the stairs, the nightlight shining, Sammie’s door just visible where he’s currently asleep with Felix. Worry has hit me hard.

Bradley said he’d be home for dinner and would message or call at each stop on his first club run since his surgery, so I didn’t worry. But it’s been radio silent for hours, and he isn’t home.

I begin to pace again as I grip my phone in my hand, the urge to call Megan or Annie at a high.

Surely if he was hurt, Axel would have called, right? Or Dr. Thomas?

Maybe he’s just lost his phone, and that’s why he’s gone silent?

Or maybe he’s in a ditch dead somewhere?

Oh crap…

“Okay, calm down, Scottie. Give him five more minutes and then –”

My words are cut off as a rumble of pipes echoes and I slowly close my eyes as the panic slowly fades. Relief hits me before the rumbles cut off and I stop my pacing as I stare at the front door. Within seconds, it opens and the love of my life walks in and I go to smile seeing he’s here despite being angry that he didn’t call. My smile quickly fades as my eyes go to the blood dripping down his arm and shock hits me.

He, I mean, there’s…

“Treasure,” Bradley grunts as he shuts the door, getting me out of my shock, and my panic hits tenfold as I throw my phone on the couch and run towards him. My hands instantly going to his arm, and I choke, seeing a hole filled with blood.

He’s been shot.