Brick had worried the sound of his and Razor’s Harleys would attract attention, but the enemy didn’t even notice them ad they slowed their bikes. Residents peeked out from the windows, some fearful, others curious. No one would interrupt whatever was going on. The Black Dogs MC considered themselves kings of Castle Falls. Here, they could do whatever they wanted without repercussions.

He counted how many they were up against. Three men to scare off one associate who worked for the club? Talk about unfair odds. Whoever lived inside that ratty trailer must be terrified of his wits.

Dragon was easily identifiable by his bald head and bad tattoos. Brick didn’t care for the two other nameless bikers who were about to be dead. One of them held what looked like a homemade Molotov cocktail in his head. Laughing, the biker tossed the flaming bottle, shattering the window of the trailer.

Brick got off his bike but kept the engine running in case they needed to get away quickly. As he drew closer, he spied a dark-haired figure running through the windows of the trailer. Dragon and his crew managed to smoke their prey out after all.

A dark-haired beauty ran out of the front door, coughing and holding a baby to her chest. She reminded Brick of a fallen angel caught in a trap set by worthless devils. What the hell?

His source, Gin, a prospect of the Black Dogs MC, mentioned Dragon’s target had been a man. Donny McCoy. Gin failed to mention Donny had a sister, who also happen to have a kid. Anger stirred in Brick’s blood. He heard from rumors that the Black Dogs MC didn’t care who got in their way. Those who got on their bad side ended up as merchandise on the seller’s block.

Human trafficking. Brick spat on the ground. The Ruthless Reapers MC dealt in weapons and a couple of drugs, but they had standards.

Razor had dismounted and crept to his side, gun in his hand. He looked at Brick, but Brick shook his head. Not yet. He didn’t want the Black Dogs to know they were there yet. Part of him needed to know what this was all about and how this dark-haired beauty got caught him in all this mess.

It was a miracle Dragon and his goons hadn’t seen them yet. Then again, Brick noted two of the bikers swayed on their feet. Were they drunk? That explained why they hadn’t caught sight of Brick and Razor. Perfect.

“Look what we have here,” Dragon drawled.

He and his lackeys eyed the angel like a piece of meat. She took a few hesitant steps until her back hit the wall. Then she raised her head, and the anger flashing in her sharp blue eyes took Brick’s breath away.

“Donny’s not here, and I don’t know where the hell he is,” she said. “Just leave us be.”

“Why would we do that, sweetheart?” Dragon asked.

“The dumb bitch doesn’t get it,” slurred one biker. “Your useless brother left you here as bait.”

The woman turned pale at those words.

“Or payment?” Dragon’s comment drew laughter from his two companions. “Either way, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.”

“She looks like a fighter, Dragon,” remarked one of the bikers.

Brick nodded to Razor. He swung his shotgun and leveled it at one of Dragon’s goons. Brick had a silencer equipped. Razor also came prepared for the firefight, so he wasn’t worried. Gin told him the locals wouldn’t tattle as long as Brick paid them for their silence.

He fired, creating a mini crater in the middle of the first biker’s chest. Razor’s bullet caught the second in the middle of the forehead. That left only Dragon. The woman let out a muffled scream.

“What the hell?” Dragon muttered, turning around. The other two had been drunks. No better than sitting drunks. Dragon had been the only one who looked sober. He looked at Brick and Razor.

“You think you can steal from us and get away with it, scum?” Brick asked him.

“Kill me and you’ll bring the entire wrath of my club,” Dragon said with a sneer.

“I doubt that, bud. You’re new. Just a wannabe,” Razor said. “Rat and his buddies wouldn’t shed a single tear for you. Any last words before my big, angry friend here blows your brains off?”

“Fuck—”

Brick didn’t let him finish. He blew a hole through Dragon’s head. The woman stared at the corpses at her feet, then looked at Brick, fear in her beautiful eyes. Brick neared her. She was a problem, he already knew it the moment she ran out of the trailer.

Did Dragon come here on his own or was he on Rat’s orders?

“Are you going to kill me and Stefan, too?” she asked him in a leveled voice.

Brick had always been drawn to women with grit. This beauty stared him down despite everything she had witnessed. Having a no-good brother who was willing to abandon her and her baby to the mercy of brutes must’ve forced her to develop nerves of steel or something.

“Stefan. That your baby’s name?” Brick asked her.

“He’s my brother’s kid,” she said.

Brick looked over his shoulder. Razor was already knocking on the doors of nearby neighbors and offering them money to keep quiet about this incident. Brick should be doing the same, except he couldn’t keep his eyes away from this mystery woman.

“And you? What’s your name?” Brick asked.

“Rose,” she whispered. “Rose McCoy. What do you intend to do with me and Stefan?”

Brick thought about her question for a few moments. “I won’t lie to you, Rose. Even if Razor and I didn’t gun Dragon and his pals down, you and Stefan are already on the Black Dogs MC’s radar thanks to your brother. I don’t know what he did, but I’m betting the MC will keep looking for him.”

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