Boogeyman's Dream (Devils Rejects MC 2)

I’m not taken to church.

I am lead to one of the holding cells.

Hades steps in with me first. He doesn’t say a word goes straight for me, punching me square in the jaw. I think the bastard loosened a tooth. I spit a mouthful of blood on the ground but don’t raise a hand to defend myself. I earned his wrath and I’ll take it like a man.

“I should kill you for going against my orders. Make an example of you and your girl. I told you to end her. Is she worth it—worth losing your cut?”

“I’d go to war with anyone for her. So yeah, whatever you want to bring down on me fucking get to it.”

“She looks like your stepsister. Doesn't she. The girl’s portrait tattooed on your arm?” He raises my sleeve and stares at the tattoo for a minute. “I know you got demons, but you should have come to me. I don’t fucking like this shit. But as your Prez and your brother, I’m goin

g to let you off this one fucking time. If she opens her mouth, it’s both your Goddamned heads. Don’t make me sorry I’m not putting a bullet through you both right now. Uno, he owes you for all the shit he’s been spouting your way. He’s all yours. Make it fucking count.”

Reaper hangs my cut on the top of the cell door and Uno steps in grinning at me. Hades and the rest of my brothers walk upstairs leaving the two of us alone.

Uno pulls his brass knuckles from the inner pocket of his cut.

I motion for him to come get some. “Come on, pretty boy. Show me how tough you are. I bet your bitch can hit harder than you.” Uno got his name because it only takes him one punch to lay someone out in a fight. He’s small but that fucker packs a punch.

He grins lazily at me and lands three well executed jabs to my ribs.

Pain shoots through my side and up my chest but I grimace and take it.

Another punch hits me right in the damn kidney. I am a tough bastard, but it takes me down on my knee. The fucker dances around me in a circle hitting me with fast jabs. My whole damn back is going to be bruised. He lands one final blow to my gut. I feel like I am going to puke but fight the urge down.

“That’s it?” I grin at him with bloody teeth.

“Nope. Need a favor.”

I go to laugh but it hurts too damn bad.

Uno stares me down. Something flashes behind his eyes that I can’t quite place.

“You know how to make people talk and you also know how to make them disappear. Stephanie told me she can’t have kids, but I think she’s full of shit. Need you to find out if she’s lying to me.”

“And if she is? Lying that is.”

“I want you to make her disappear.”

“Hades know about this?”

“Who do you think gave me the idea?” He gives me a half smile.

“You sure that it's what you want?”

He nods once. “I’m sure.” Then the bastard pops me right in the Goddamn nose and I am out cold.

———

When I come to, I feel like my balls have been soaking in ice water. I go to rub them but am stopped short by the cuffs attached to the headboard of the bed in my room at the clubhouse. I know it’s my room by the picture of Kristen framed on my dresser. Everything fucking hurts. It hurts to motherfucking breathe. I look around the room and find my Shelly between my legs with an ice cube between her lips, rubbing it up and down my shaft.

Her eyes meet mine and she crunches the melting cube between her teeth.

“What the hell are you doing?” I croak.

“Waking you up.” She flashes her sugary sweet smile at me.

“Are the cuffs necessary?”