Avenged (Angel's Halo MC 7)

“Leave it here,” Flick suggested. “That way, when the senator sends someone looking for her, he will know not to fuck with us again.”

“Yeah, it’s not like he’s going to go tell the cops what happened,” Kelli agreed. “No way he’s going to want anyone to know that he was involved with Bubbles. Plus, the only one he will think did this is me.”

“Shit, I didn’t think of that.” Flick frowned down at the tote. “Maybe we should dispose of this, after all.”

“No,” Kelli urged. “Let him know. There’s nothing he can do to me now. My mom is taken care of, and it will finally cut the last of the ties we have to each other. Calvin needs to know I’m done with his games.”

“In that case, let’s make sure there’s not a single thing left here that can lead back to anyone specifically,” Raven advised. “No footprints, fingerprints, hair, or tire tracks.”

Groaning, I pushed them all out the door. “Just go, Raven. I’ll clean up everything.”

Raven and Flick went on out the door, but Kelli paused and looked back at where what was left of Bubbles sat. “Don’t move it,” she commanded. “Seriousl

y. I want him to know.”

I caught her by the waist and pulled her in close. Lowering my head, I kissed her quick and hard. “Go back to the clubhouse and don’t do any more stupid shit tonight. Wait for me, Kelli. We have to talk.”

Her jaw clenched as she pulled away, but she didn’t give me an answer as she walked out the door. I waited until both cars were gone before wiping away any traces of the three other women and myself, making sure not to overlook anything.

Once everything was as it should be—plus the liquified body currently turning to ice in the quickly dropping temperatures, I called my brother.

“Meet me at the clubhouse. ASAP.”

“What’s going on?” Jet demanded.

“Just meet me there. It’s about our females. Make sure Bash is with you.”

Chapter 14

Jet

The phone went dead in my ear, and I dropped my hand, wondering what the fuck was going on. What kind of trouble had Flick and Raven been getting into that would make my little brother call and have us come home? He knew what we were doing up here. Knew how long it would take us to get back.

My silence drew the others’ attention. “What?” Bash demanded, seeming to feel the tension that was already rolling off me.

I shook my head, staring down at the half-dead body still tied to the old chair. Boomer was barely hanging on, and once Matt was finally done with him, he would soon be in hell where he fucking belonged. “Matt, you okay dealing with the rest of this with Dutch and catching a ride back with him?”

“Yeah, we’ll be fine. Why? What’s going on?”

I scrubbed my hands over my face, feeling the day’s worth of stubble. “Something’s up with Felicity and Raven. We gotta go.”

“We got this,” Dutch assured me. “I’ll drop him off on my way south. Got a bounty that needs running down headed toward Mexico.”

Bash was already walking out the door. A last contemptuous glare at Boomer, and I was following him to the SUV. As soon as I was in the passenger’s seat, Bash didn’t let me stay quiet about the phone call I’d gotten.

“What the fuck is going on? What did Colt want?”

“Just said we needed to get back. Something went down with Felicity and Rave. Then he hung up. At this point, it could be fucking anything.”

The drive was a long one back to the clubhouse as both of us were tense. With service so bad out this way, it was a wonder Colt had been able to get through to me. The few times I tried to call Flick, I couldn’t get through from the lack of signal. With each passing mile that got us closer to Creswell Springs, my nerves tightened a little more.

It was after just after two in the morning when we pulled into the compound parking lot. Colt was leaning on his bike, a mug of coffee in hand as he waited for us. I glanced around, expecting to see both Raven and Flick, but neither was present. The quietness of the night contrasted with the noise in my head, and I was ready to tear the answers from my baby brother.

“What the fuck is going on? Where are they? What the hell happened?”

Colt grimaced as he glanced around to make sure no one was nearby. Stepping closer, he lowered his voice. “Rave and Flick went with Kelli tonight. They lured Bubbles to that old abandoned trailer park outside of town.”

“Fuck,” Bash groaned. “Why didn’t you say that to begin with? We need to go up there and clean up their mess.”