Chapter 6

Breed stomped into the main room and went straight over to the bar. He grabbed the Black Velvet bottle and tipped it up with pouring it into a shot glass first. The whiskey burned his throat and warmed his belly. Maybe it would clam his rage. That poor girl had shit for a family and had been treated like she was less than human. It pissed him off beyond what he had beleived he would feel about her story when he first found her.

His MC brothers, Greer and Monster joined him but not too close. Breed did have a temper when he was pissed and right now, the man was looked beyond pissed.

“So boss, what’s going on?” Greer asked, as he alone was brave enough to do so.

“She thinks her own cousin set her up to be killed by Hade’s crew. He owed Blade money and told him he could get his grandfather to pay a ransom if he took the girl.”

“Is her cousin stupid or just a moron?” Monster growled. “Doesn’t he know what kind of man Blade is?”

Breed snapped his head over at Monster and growled. “That fucking piece of shit knows exactly what kind of man Blade is. I think he set her up to die and I think she does too.”

“Would her grandfather pay the ransom?” Greer asked.

“No, he wouldn’t. She says there is no way he would have. She knew it and so did her cousin.” Breed scowled.

“Did you find out her name?” Greer wanted to know.

“It’s Kizzy Williams.”

More than one of the brothers gasped.

“Not Brian Williams’ granddaughter?” Maverick asked.

Breed turned to face him. “Yeah, that’s the one. What do you know about Brian Williams that we don’t?”

“I know he’s a great businessman but a horrible human being,” Maverick exclaimed. “He’s worth billions but kicked his orphaned granddaughter out at seventeen. He told the press she was going to college but no one knew where. She still hosts his dinner parties and such.”

Breed nodded and rold them what happened, “She said she was getting off work Monday to go to his house when Blade and his boys snatched her. She’s been floating in that fucking dingy for three full days and nights with no food or water. She doesn’t remember how she got in the dingy either.”

“Wonder how pissed Blade is right now?” Maverick pondered out loud

Breed took another swig of the whiskey. After he swallowed it, he suggested. “Maybe we should keep an eye on him and see what’s going on down there? I’m also thinking two of you should go keep an eye on her cousin and her grandfather. There’s something brewing between those two and I’m wondering what that might be.”

“Do we make our presence known or can we do this the sneaky way?” Maverick smiled.

“Oh, by all means do this the sneaky way. We’ll learn what we need to know that much sooner and they won’t know it until it’s too late.” Breed grinned. “I need two man to watch Joey Bassette and another two, to watch Brian Williams. This way, if we see they are doing something or up to no good, the men can move in and snatch them. Then I need a couple of guys to watch the Messengers. I need to know what everyone is doing. But be careful, Blade might be looking for her and I don’t want him to get a clue where she might be.” He paused then said, “And see if you can find out who Williams’s attorney is. She mentioned the name Matt but he might be someone we can contact if we find something.”

“I’ll see what I can find out. May have to break into his accounts to do it but he’ll never know.” Crow grinned.

“Be careful,” Breed warned his IT man. “We have to stay out of this completely until we know more. Neither side can know where she is right now.”

“How bad is she hurt?” Greer asked. “I know Blade beat her some, by what I could see.”

Breed nodded. “He fucking cut her and then he stomped on her abdomen. I’m surprised he didn’t crush her ribs.”

When four of the dozen men sitting there got to their feet, Breed called out again, “Leave your cuts behind. Watch only and if you see trouble, call for backup first.”

“Prez,” Maverick called out. “We know what to do. Some of us are reckless but we’re not suicidal, just rejects.” He chuckled slightly.

Each and every man was here because after serving their country, they didn’t fit in with society or that’s what they were told. They’d seen what hell really looks like and there were some things they couldn’t unsee. Rather than stay where people feared them, they gathered here. Some of them were half breeds like Breed himself was, they also found no real place in society.

Here, they could breathe and not worry about it. Here, they blended well with the others. They could talk about what they had done in the name of their country or in the name of their own families and not be looked at like they were baby killers or dangerous offenders. Here, no one judged them.

There were a few law breakers, though some had been in the pen, or in some law trouble a time or two. But often, they were in some dispute and got the short end of the shitty stick. However, all of them liked being part of a legitimate MC, one with honor.