Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56014 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56014 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
They each gave her a scorching kiss and left. She sighed at the tingles that they left behind and flopped on to the bed, basking in the affection and safety that they made her feel.
Bones
Bones readjusted his junk as he got on his bike. If this wasn’t about finding out some intel on those Riot bastards, he would have debated defying Prez for the first time. It would have been worth it, whatever the punishment. Seeing Bianca with a warm rosy glow, hair wet and tangled about her like she’d just been ridden hard, had him craving her with desperation all over again. He could still smell her on his skin. He’d let the scent tease him until he could get back and do something about his hard dick.
They rode out to a run-down apartment complex that they were told had been used by Riot’s ex-VP. He was dead now, Duke saw to that, so it should be empty, though another brother may have moved in, they were sure this wasn’t going to end in a shoot out. The building was ramshackle as fuck and he could tell just by the exterior that the flats would be occupied by crack whores and pot dens. The whole place had a seedy, decayed feel about it. Some of the residents peeked out dirty windows from behind stained nets and curtains when they heard them pull up.
They walked towards the entrance, not worried about leaving their bikes behind. Anyone who so much as approached them would be cut down. Plus, the patches on their backs pretty much guaranteed that they weren’t going to be bothered by anyone. Fallen MC had a reputation that was well earned and anyone within a hundred miles knew not to fuck with them.
They went inside and his nose screwed up at the foul stench of the place. The building smelled like shit covered mould and the peeling paint and dirty floors completed the overall aesthetic. Digger kicked in the door to apartment 2D and the stale smell confirmed that no one had been there in a while.
“Try not to touch too much with bare skin, fuck knows what kind of flesh-eating disease is growing in this place. I swear, if it wouldn’t make me look like a complete pussy I’d carry Purell with me.” Digger said, making him laugh.
“We’re gonna be needing one of those nuclear disinfectant showers after being in this shit heap.” King added.
Bones headed towards the kitchen to search. They’d each take an area and be out of here quicker. Surprisingly, the kitchen was one of the cleaner areas of the apartment, clearly it had barely been used other than as a place to store rotten takeout conatiners. He just finished searching the drawers and was starting on the cabinets when he heard King shout, “Fuck!” He ran into the living room bedroom combo in time to see him punch a hole into the wall.
King
He felt his stomach sink and rage infuse every part of him when he saw photo after photo of Bianca, along with Nicole from their time spent with Riot. There were some other women he didn’t know and their pictures had all been stuffed in a drawer next to the bed. He threw them down and punched the wall, allowing the pain in his hand to clear his head somewhat.
“Son of a bitch!” Digger barked, rifling through the pictures. “Duke’s going to lose his shit when he sees these.”
King still had the few of Bianca in his hand. He nudged Digger and silently handed the pictures over. Ten seconds later Digger exploded and started turning over furniture and trashing the place. Bones tore them away from Digger and had them in his hands now. Any expressions had shut down and he stood unmoving, his eyes unwavering from what was in front of him. When Bones was quiet he knew shit was about to go down. He’d fume, plan and stew silently until it burst out of him. This was closely followed by death and mayhem.
He could picture in his head what Bones was seeing. He doubted he’d ever be able to get those images out of his head; their beautiful Bianca huddled in a corner of a room, dirty, hurt and clearly scared and crying. There was no light in her eyes and her skin looked raw. He wanted to burn them so that no one would ever see their old lady like that. He wished he could kill all those fuckers over and over again.
They searched the rest of the apartment, including the back of the toilet and the air vents and didn’t find anything that would help locate the Riot brothers. They clearly weren’t staying at this apartment so they needed to move on, but just before they left they each made sure to have a piss on everything they could.