Devil's Vengeance (Sydney Storm MC 3)

King nodded. “You take care of that, Nitro.”

Ten minutes passed, in which time King grew increasingly more agitated when Dragon didn’t show. He called him, but Dragon didn’t answer his phone.

“I don’t know what his fucking game is, but I’m done with waiting,” King grumbled. “I’ve gotta take Jen to the doctor. I’ll be back at the clubhouse after that.”

“Jesus, I haven’t seen him this ugly in a long time,” Nitro said as we watched King head to his bike.

“Jen’s really fucked him up.”

“Yeah, betrayal’s a cold bitch.”

My phone rang, and I scrambled to answer it, hoping it was Hailee.

“Hey, you,” she said, making my fucking day. “We made it to the clubhouse okay, but I forgot to bring Gran’s medication with us. Are you able to collect it when you come?”

“Yeah. Where is it?”

“I got it ready to bring, so it’s in a bag on the kitchen counter. I can’t believe I left without it.”

“I’ll head over there now. I should be at the clubhouse in about an hour or so. You okay there?”

“Yeah, one of the guys introdu

ced me to Kree. She’s lovely. Gran’s talking her ear off.”

Thank fuck.

Some of the tension in my shoulders eased once I knew she was safe. The rest wouldn’t disappear until I saw her for myself.

The goddam traffic was a bitch all the way to Hailee’s house, and the heat had stripped any patience I had. This all meant I was in a mood by the time I turned into her street.

And then I saw Hailee’s home.

Burning to the fucking ground.

I slowed my bike as I approached. A crowd had formed outside as the fire department worked hard to control the flames. From what I could figure, though, the fire was too intense. Hailee’s home and all her belongings would be ash soon.

The motherfuckers who did this would fucking pay.

25

Devil

Hailee burst into tears when I finally arrived at the clubhouse a couple of hours later. I’d spent some time talking with the fire department and tried to salvage anything I could from her house. In the end, though, nothing had been salvageable. I’d turned up at the clubhouse with nothing but bad news.

Clinging to me, she said, “Who would do this?”

“I don’t know, darlin’. I suspect it’s tied to what happened to your brother this morning.” I’d filled her in on everything while watching the fire destroy the house. I was fucking thankful I’d told her to leave earlier that morning.

Nitro joined us. “Have you heard from King yet? I thought he’d be back by now. Or at least that we would have had a call.”

I shook my head. “No, nothing.”

“What about Hyde?”

“No.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Okay, I’m taking care of upping our security. Let me know the minute you see or hear from King, yeah?”