Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition Elizabeth Knox (cheapest way to read ebooks .txt) 📖

a strong possibility that he succumbed to the fire or injuries while getting away but right now we have no proof.”

All the life just drained out of me as I fell back down against the chair. It wasn’t over. I should have searched for that fucker while we were still down there. “You think he’ll come for us?” I ask.

“No, not alone. I don’t think he has the balls for that. All his followers are either dead or running away. Based on his profile he isn’t one to get his hands dirty. It’ll take him a while if he did decide to come back for you. Just keep an eye on that woman of yours. I’d bet money he’d come for her first. The one that got away and all.” He shrugs and leaves the room with that information swirling in my mind.

I wait a few seconds before I leave church. When the door opens and everyone sees my face, I can feel the relief pour off them. Dela in particular. She’s so happy. She thinks it’s all over and I don’t think I have the heart to tell her otherwise. Besides, she’s with me now. I’m the president of the Boys of Djinn MC, if there is anyone that should be able to keep her safe. No, there’s no need for her to know.

Epilogue

“Bring your asses into church. We have shit to vote on.” I press the intercom system.

One of the first things we did when we came down from the high of getting rid of the cult is upgrade our security. We all still wanted to keep our privacy but I needed to make sure that we were all safe at the same time. Along with alarms placed on every door and window we also had an intercom system lined through the separate homes. I could press it here in the clubhouse and it would sound in the houses on the outskirts. Mostly we used it for business but every once in a while, Cody liked to let us all here his sexual exploits. The only downside of the whole thing.

“Copy.”

“On the way.”

One by one my brothers let me know that they were coming. Today would be an interesting day. When I got word that Wire had stepped down from the Wings of Diablo MC, I didn’t believe it but then Clean called a few weeks later to let me know that he had just taken up the reins and had to clean house. There were some members that needed a new home. One he was sending our way. Devin.

At first, I was a bit pissed off that he wanted to give us his trash but I had been around Devin already, I knew what kind of person he was. I believed that he wasn’t a fucking rat but then again there was something about him that made Clean question. Still, I wanted him to be part of the team, if we were going to be hunting like the FBI wanted us to be doing then we would need all the fucking help that we could get. He already knew the way of the club and he got along with my brothers. Plus he had a background in law enforcement. It was true what Clean said, he just fits better with us.

When he showed up this morning, his fresh kutte on his back and his shit tied to the sides of his bike I figured it was time that I let the guys know but I needed to have a few minutes alone with him to make sure he was on the same fucking page as I was. This wasn’t the Wings of Diablo, the shit that went down over there wasn’t going to fucking fly over here. Once he got to know that shit then I think we would be golden.

He stands at the door of the church, his jaw clenched shut and his hands in his pockets.

“Seems like you have a bit of a problem already,” I say, sitting back in my seat.

“Nah, man, no problem,” he replies right away.

“Then fucking look at me when I talk to you. If you can’t man up enough to look me in my face when I speak then you’re not going to fucking cut it.” I slam my hand against the table and his eyes pop up to mine. “I’m going to ask you again. Do you have a problem?”

“You know what, Wyatt? Yeah, I have a fucking problem but there is nothing that you can do about it. I put my life on the line time after time for that club and they threw me away like trash. Doesn’t foster a good feeling of brotherhood now does it. Now you all say that you want me in the club but I hear you telling the rest of them that it needs to be put to a vote. Doesn’t sound like everyone wants me now does it.”

I could understand his aggravation. It’s no fun getting tossed around from place to place when all you are looking for is a place to call home. A family to fit in with. A brotherhood. Still, there are rules that need to be followed, I’m for him joining us but if my brothers aren’t then he will need to pack his bike up and be on his way.

A sharp knock on the door cuts off my line of thought and I can’t reply to him.

“Come in.”

Spark, Cody, Winnie, and Brendan all walk in. Brendan is the one to get excited when he sees Devin. “Brother, what’s going on?” He pulls Devin into a bro hug and moves away.

Of course, I already told them that Devin was on the way, we just needed to have an official vote. It was the way of the patch.

“Everyone sit down, let’s get this over with,” I order and they all do. I sit in my chair at the head of the table. The seat of power.