15: Ride Almost Gone Wrong

KNOXX

The ride to Mothers of Agony was an early morning one. It was around seven something this morning, once it's eight on the dot, the ride begins. Currently, the patch members and prospects selected for the ride were waiting in the lot, just outside the clubhouse. I could hear low rumble of engines coupled with their voices. Not all biker executives were going as well as other patch members and prospects. The executives going were Ax, Bishop, Money, Niko, Bolt and I. We were at the bar for one last brief meeting before we step outside.

"Prez, everything is ready and set. Eighteen bikes and one truck." Niko said.

I nodded, before raising the coffee mug in my hand to my lips. My day doesn't start without a properly brewed coffee...more like it's one of my life necessities.

There was brief silence as they waited for me to make the first move.

"Plans changed. We ride back tonight." It was my own turn to wait for their response even though it adds absolutely nothing to what I've said already. My decision was final.

"Tonight? I've already booked a clean bunny there for tonight. Wanted to have a change of cherry taste." Money groaned.

Money and women were two things that could not exist without each other.

"Havoc, why is this dude following us again?" Bishop sucked his teeth in annoyance as he dropped his cigarette into the ashtray on the table.

"Good thing we are coming back tonight. I can't imagine staying a night without my wife." Ax said with a smirk.

"Havoc, any other info?" It was obvious the women talk was starting to irritate Bishop.

Finishing up the coffee in the second mug, I wiped my mouth clean with the back of my hand before saying, "That's all. Let's go."

The recent change as regards not spending the night at Mothers of Agony was related to the rest of the men on the ride by Ax alongside other important info. The ride began. Ax, Money, Bishop, Niko and I were in front...patch members in the middle, prospects towards the rear and Bolt the very last rider.

We made only two stops...for fuel and bathroom breaks. As estimated by Niko, we got to Mothers of Agony in exactly four hours. Reaching towards their gate, Niko lifted up his right fist in the air as a signal that we have arrived. Gates of Mothers of Agony were widely open as expected. This wasn't the first time we were visiting them.

Their president, Wolfe, was at the fore front with the other bikers of his clubhouse a little behind him. The minute he saw us, he stepped forward with a huge smile on his face. As the visiting president, I came down from my bike, moving towards him.

"It's good to see you again, Havoc." Wolfe said as we shook hands.

"Likewise, Wolfe. The road treated us well." I replied, brushing dust off my jacket.

"Welcome, brother," a side hug. "Grounds are yours while you're here." Wolfe said, gesturing to the open space.

I turned to my club members behind me and gave them a slight nod. Right after that, they drove in their bikes and everywhere was filled with voices...greetings, laughter, slapping of shoulders.

As I walked inside with Wolfe, my eyes caught sight of his wife. She looked pregnant...or wait was it my eyes? Nope, I saw correct 'cause she was moving to our direction now. This should be their third baby together.

"You're meant to be resting, sunshine." In a low voice and a half smile, Wolfe slips his hand over her shoulder, pulling her to his side.

"You didn't tell me Havoc was coming." She whispered even to my hearing, before turning to me. "Havoc, hello. It's nice seeing you. How is everyone? You married now?"

Wolfe coughed a little, kind of telling his wife not to go further.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I..."

"No issues, Mrs Wolfe. I'm not married." And I don't think I ever will. Marriage comes with commitment and commitment with love. Three situations I can never find myself in. Frost Vipers would always be my first and only priority...adding a woman would mess everything up for me.

"Sunshine, Havoc came here for an important meeting with some of his club members." He pressed a kiss to the side of her forehead, slowly removing his hand from her shoulder. "I will see you later."

Wolfe took me to the club's lounge where we sat, ate and drank.

"Thanks for the food, man." I wiped my mouth with a napkin.

"My pleasure...." Clearing his throat, he set his empty champagne flute on the table. "Havoc, about what I told you last week."

Last week, Wolfe had sent me a message that Mothers of Agony have been receiving threats from an unknown person or club that they should stay off Route 79 'cause it belongs to them, as in the unknown club, now. At first, I told him that Widow's Bite would be the only ones behind the bullshit but Wolfe said he was sure it wasn't them.

I knew the reason why Wolfe told me about his was to get our support in finding whoever the unknown club was. And as for Route 79, that territory has always belonged to Mothers of Agony for more than thirty years... It was rightfully theirs and whoever was interested in it obviously wanted trouble and would be definitely getting a befitting response.

"We should call a meeting, Wolfe. Our VPs, Sergeant at Arms and Secretaries have to be present."

One by one, the executives I had mentioned, came into the lounge. Those of MOA came in first followed by Frost Vipers. Money was the last. Man came in with a smug look on his face...ptobably must have gotten his dick wet by some MOA bunny.

We sat at a round table, Wolfe bringing out pieces of papers and spreading it across the table.

"Those are screenshots of the message...don't know how the bastard got my number." He passed another round of papers. "Pictures of two gas stations on route 79 being burned to the ground. These stations gave the club a decent amount of money, now they're gone."

"Rex is the one behind this." Bishop noted.

"He's not." Wolfe countered. "We've dealt with Widow's Bite before. This particular one isn't from them."

"They're losers, though. It's nothing to worry about." Ax said with a shrug.

"Told him same thing." MOA's VP, Grimm said.

"I have to worry, Grimm. These people sent me view once pictures of my little girls in their school playground and that of my pregnant wife while she was at work. You should know what that means." Wolfe's voice got thick with emotions.

"Do you still have the contact info of who sent these messages?" I spoke for the first time since the meeting started.

"Yeah, about three of them. Whoever it is, doesn't use the same number twice. I've been messaged thrice with three different numbers."

"Send 'em."

"I doubt you'll find the person with those numbers though 'cause I've tried to track them and it seemed impossible. But I'll send them though."

"Pretty sure the person will send a text every soon. The second the person does, drop his contact info at once." I added.

"I will, Havoc. Thank you."

"Not done yet. Some of my men will come assist in watching over Route 79 and I don't also mind putting surveillance cameras there as well." I had wanted to say something else but that would be in our own private conversation. My gut kinda felt someone who was either an MOA club member who fell out with the club, or a current member nevertheless, was the person behind this.

"Perhaps that bastard just started his own club with nothing. Now, wants to forcefully take what's not his." Money chipped in.

"A bastard and a coward at the same time. Why being anonymous?" Bishop said.

"He's already dead meat. Just a matter of time to prove that." My tone was final.

"That's everything for now, Havoc." Wolfe clasped his hands together, his eyes on the clock. "I don't want to keep you and your pack waiting since you'll be riding back today." It was already some minutes to three pm.

"Expect a response very, very soon." I emphasized on the very very as I stood up from my seat, the rest of us doing that as well. "Nothing will happen to your wife and daughters." I assured him.

"I really appreciate, brother, for always coming through." Wolfe extended his hand to me for a handshake.

The ride back home was going pretty smoothly until it was about thirty minutes left according to Niko's calculation. It was starting to get dark somehow and we were still riding at the same speed when out of nowhere a loud explosion suddenly erupted right in front of us.

We didn't scatter even after I noticed some bikers flinching. Niko raised his fist, signalling us to slow down, so we don't drive right into the smoke. My left hand slowly slid inside my boot, ready to get my dagger. I was sure this was an ambush...was only waiting for the idiots behind it to show face. I briefly glanced at Ax whose hand was on the Glock 19 handle sticking out his pocket. I gave him a quiet nod as an approval.

As I had expected, two bikes drove out of the smoke, right towards us, their headlights flashing at us. Before they could do shit, I aimed perfectly for the right one on his left arm while Ax busted the tires of the left one. It was smooth and fast. They were both on the ground in seconds.

"Fucking amateurs." Ax was laughing as we got closer to them. Just as the left one tried to stand up and escape, Bishop shot his left leg.

We had to come to a halt so we could take hold of our new captives.

"Tie them up properly." I barked at the prospects. "If they escape, I'll have your heads." After they were being wound up, some patch members helped the prospects in throwing them into the back of the truck.

One thing I noticed about these two riders that they were on plain clothes, no patches on their jackets for identification. At first, I thought they were from Rex as usual, but then, the meeting we just had at MOA got me thinking twice. They might be from the faceless club Wolfe spoke about.

Whichever club they came from didn't matter now, I would get it out of them...surely.

With a smirk on my face, my mind screamed 'it was time for torture!'