Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
“Where are you?” he asked.
“The bathroom in my main bedroom, but I heard them outside. I don’t know what to do, George. What the fuck do I do?”
Big Dick put his fingers to his eyes. “Are they robbing the place?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t sound like it.”
And then, Big Dick heard the sound of trashing, and he knew exactly what was happening.
“What do I do?” Erick asked.
“You need to ... wait,” Big Dick said. “Can you fight?”
“No. I never trained, never did any of that. Shit. I can’t get out of here.”
This was hard.
“I want you to keep your cell phone on,” Big Dick said. “I’m coming for you.”
“I think they were in leather jackets,” Erick said.
This made Big Dick freeze.
“What did you say?”
“I have security and I logged onto it when I thought I heard something. They’re wearing leather jackets. At first, I thought it was you because I saw the word ‘Bastards.’ I’m so sorry for being a dick to you. Please make them stop.”
“I didn’t send them, Erick.”
His brother whimpered.
“Listen to me, this is going to hurt, okay? This is going to get painful, but I need you to figure out a way for you to tell me where you are. They’re going to hurt you. I need you to find a way to stay alive,” Big Dick said. “Can you do that for me?” he asked, storming back into the room.
Larissa had already sat up and was looking at him with fear in her eyes.
“I’m handing you to Larissa,” he said. “Talk to him.”
He went to her bedside cabinet and pulled out her cell phone, and immediately dialed Hunter. He knew he needed to alert Smokey, but he had to get to Hunter.
“Dude, what the ever-loving fuck?”
“You need to get out of the fucking house. Get Harlow and Rosa, and I need you to get to my parents, and we’ve got to get them back to the fucking clubhouse.”
“Wait, Big Dick, what the fuck—”
“Give me the fucking phone,” Harlow said. “What the fuck is going on, George?”
“Big Dick,” Larissa said, and he heard the fear and panic in his wife’s voice.
“Hold on.” He took the other phone from Larissa and pressed it to his phone, and he heard his brother getting beaten. “Fuck!”
Returning his attention to Harlow, “Just do as I fucking say. Erick is in danger. The Twisted Bastards MC are targeting our family, now go and fucking check on our parents and do it now. I’m getting Larissa to the clubhouse.”
His wife was already grabbing a bag. He had told her to always have one packed in case of emergencies and this right now was one of them.
“I’ll call Smokey,” Larissa said, taking the phone from him.
Erick was not in a good way. His brother was crying out, screaming, and Big Dick was sure he heard something snap. It had to be, because his brother let out a high-pitched scream.
“Smokey wants to know what you need,” Larissa said.
“Tell him to round up my family,” Big Dick said.
“I think it’s time we take you with us.”
Big Dick froze because he would recognize that fucker’s voice anywhere. It was Cadeon. The Twisted Bastards MC was going after his family, or at least Erick. Was Erick a traitor? No, he didn’t believe that of his brother. He did, at one point, believe it. Not now.
He expected to hear Cadeon, but he didn’t.
Somehow, his brother had his cell phone on, and no one realized what he was doing.
Big Dick didn’t say a word, he kept the line connected as he moved Larissa downstairs. He had already pulled on his pants and his shirt, along with his leather cut. They left the house, and Big Dick checked everything to make sure the coast was clear.
“Look out!” Larissa let out a scream, as suddenly someone jumped him from behind, slamming him into the car.
He let out a grunt, sliding the cell phone Erick was connected to, and he spun around, with quick speed, and was on the attack. His assailant was not prepared for his instant lash back as he began to pummel him. He didn’t hold back. There was no fear for him.
He continued to punch him in the face, until the man before him had no more fight. “You think you can fucking attack me? You’ve got another thing coming, you piece of fucking shit.” He grabbed a piece of rope from the back of Larissa’s car and tied it around his wrists. He made sure it was nice and secure, then he dumped his ass in the back. He caught sight of the leather cut. Twisted Bastards MC.
He didn’t know what game Cadeon was playing, but right now, he had woken him the fuck up, and he was ready to play hard.
He put Larissa’s bag into the back of the car and climbed into the front seat. Larissa covered the earpiece of the cell phone. “They’re taking him somewhere.” She whispered the words, and he reached for the cell phone and pressed it against his ear. He heard muffled whispers and Erick’s heavy breathing.