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Taya waited until the men were gone before she cursed and wiped her face on her shirt; playing the victim made her want to hurl.
Hands on the bar, she hauled herself to her feet, and gingerly wiped the glass pieces from her shorts and legs, received to see only were a few scratches but nothing major. A quick survey of the clubhouse confirmed no one was paying any attention to her. She looked around and found a broom leaning against the far end of the bar.
Jesse had stopped pacing and settled against the pool table with the agitation of a caged animal. He had his arms folded across his chest and seemed to be muttering under his breath. She had no doubt he would make good on his threat if he discovered a cop in his clubhouse.
Four more bikies stalked into the clubhouse. Taya was relieved to see Gallen, even though he didn't so much as glance in her direction. Probably for the better, given the state she was in.
"Did you find Hollywood's ride?" Zep asked.
"Sure did."
"Was it stolen?"
"Nah, he sold it."
"I told you," exploded Jesse. "He's gone dog."
Zep glared at Jesse with a look lethal enough to stop him in his tracks.
The newcomers explained they'd found the bike being ridden by some kid. His father had bought it for eight grand cash, and Riley had given him strict instructions to lock it in the shed and not touch it. The plan was to sell it on in a few weeks. Except the kid thought he'd show off to his mates.
Zep raised an eyebrow. "He still breathing?"
"Yeah, but he won't be walking anywhere for a couple of months."
Most of the men laughed. Taya chewed on her lip to hide her disgust. Violence was the answer to everything in this world. Alex Riley didn't stand a chance if The Devils caught up with him. As far as Taskforce Ricochet knew, Riley had not become a police informant. So, where the hell was he?
"The father know anything else?"
"Nah. He watched while we dealt with his kid. He would've said if he knew where Hollywood was."
Zep nodded.
"I tell ya, he's a fucken' dog. The cops have got him stashed in some hotel." Jesse started pacing again. "I reckon we start gutting pigs until they hand him over to us."
"No one's gutting anyone until we find out where Hollywood is," barked Zep. "Jesse, go and blow off some steam without killing anyone."
"Someone get him a woman," said another of the bikies.
Suddenly, Taya felt eyes boring into her. Gallen better get it together because there was no way she was taking the act that far.
"This one will do," said Jesse, starting in her direction.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
About time!
Gallen walked towards the bar, cutting Jesse off in his tracks. His eyes were hard, the bikie persona firmly in place.
"How do you know Chloe?" asked Zep, not disguising his suspicion.
"We hooked up a couple of weeks back," replied Gallen, not taking his eyes off her. "How did you know I was here?"
Taya shook her head. “I…”
“She came looking for you. Wants some help with her ex."
“I’ll sort out your ex,” said Jesse. “After you finish sucking my cock."
