Biker's Baby Girl

“Fine, if we’re gonna find out who those kids are we’re gonna have to put them through the special identifier. I didn’t bring mine with me obviously…”

“We’ve got one here brother the fuck you think I am a slacker?” He clapped me on the shoulder as we headed back to the clubhouse. The women were still gathered around gabbing and laughing and who the fuck knows what, but there was no danger, and Law had men on patrol, good enough.

“Rog, eyes on mine.” He stayed back to protect her. Not that I didn’t trust Law, far from it, but I don’t take chances where she’s concerned. I wasn’t expecting anything to happen here, but I hadn’t expected to find her in a flesh catalog either so what the fuck, who knows?

It was with a heavy heart that I went back to that room and picked up that damn book. There were a million thoughts going through my mind. This shit looked like the sixteen year old Jessie, so that would make it five years ago.

Most pedophiles didn’t like women that old, they were more into younger innocents. So what was the real deal here? Had Law said something about breeding programs?

“Law what was that about breeding programs?” He turned from setting up the machine. “That’s what Clay and Brand said it looked like. Apparently they dealt with something like this a while back as part of a sting, and the set up was pretty much the same.

If the girls were younger it would’ve been a pedophile ring, but because of the fact that the girls are a little older and it has obviously been some time since those pictures were taken, they’ve surmised that they were chosen for the magazine for rich men to choose from.”

“And when you said Dana Sue being in there gave you an idea, a string to tug on, what did you mean?” He took a minute to compose himself before answering.

“I meant I think I have an idea of how this shit works. Her father all but sold her to someone, who sent her to some fancy school to train her to be the perfect wife or some fuck. So I’m wondering if the others were chosen the same way and already have a fucking buyer.”

I took a moment to let that shit sink in. “I gotta say, if you want me to leave your little town standing that was not the right thing to say to me at this fucking juncture.”

“Take it easy, it’s just a theory we don’t know that that’s how it’s done for sure. Until we know one way or the other I’m not going to be comfortable going in.

You think I don’t want to go up there and have my boys smoke these fuckers out and pick them off one by one as they scatter like roaches? But that’s not gonna get me any answers.

I know the fucker who ‘bought’ my woman already bled out, but I don’t know about the others. So we chill until we know and then we move and take out the whole fucking program once and for all.”

“I’m giving this shit until tomorrow and then I’m going to find answers my way. All I need is two minutes with one of those fucks and they’ll talk.”

I turned back to the fuckery on the screen and left him to his mumbling about hardheaded fucks. If he thought I was bad, I wonder which planet he was on when we were dealing with the SEALs in the past. And just what the fuck he thought they were coming here to do.

We’d both ran special Ops with those boys when we were in. They’re the fucking elite’s elite of Special Forces. The motherfuckers you call in when you want to snatch a fly off of dog shit at high noon in the middle of Abbottabad.

I knew if they were involved then the shit must be really bad, and my baby was caught in the middle of it. Was this on me too? Fuck!

“Just be cool for me brother. I know how hard that shit is, seeing your woman in some shit like that. But like I said, we’ve got all those young girls in there that might be in danger. Ours is safe for now and they’ll stay that way. Let’s try to give them that.”

Fucking right they’ll stay that way. I scrolled through the pictures with a bad taste in my mouth. It wasn’t the first time I’d done this, but it was the first time it had ever hit this close to home.

Chapter 19

Creed

I didn’t know any of the other faces staring back at me thank fuck, but they were still someone’s kid, so he had me there. There was no way of telling if they’d already been snatched, or if they were still home tucked up warm in bed, with no idea that their lives were in danger.