Coughing, Nash felt something sticking in his arm. Glancing down, he saw some wire and pulled it out, crying out as he did. The doors to the truck were opened, and men in masks charged in. Before he could get up and fight he was pulled to his feet.
“Remember, they’re needed alive,” a male voice said. It was the only thing Nash heard.
Something stuck in his neck, and all he could hear was Lash’s voice. What terrified him the most wasn’t his brother’s voice. It was the fact Sophia hadn’t said a word. She wasn’t even moving.
****
“Nash!” Lash shouted for his brother through the pain and fog. He couldn’t make sense of anything other than the fact his brother was being taken. When he saw Sophia being lifted he heard the sniggering from the men. Coughing, he fought the seatbelt that held him. Murphy was groaning at his side.
At the sound of the truck that had knocked them over, Lash lost it. He started to tear at the seat belt containing him. He needed to get out of the f**king truck and get to his brother before anything happened to him.
“Lash, calm down,” Murphy said, groaning. “Fuck, I hate being in truck accidents. I prefer my f**king bike.”
“They took my f**king brother.” Reaching into his pocket he grabbed his cell phone. Forcing himself to act, he typed in the club’s number, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. The windscreen had broken, and glass was all around them. He was sure a couple of shards were embedded in his face.
“Hello,” Angel said, picking up on the fifth ring.
“Baby, I need you to put Tiny on the phone. Now.” She didn’t argue and did exactly as he asked.
“If that was Tate she’d have my ass for speaking to her like that,” Murphy said.
“I know. That’s why I’m married to Angel.”
He heard the commotion over the line and waited for Tiny.
“What the f**k is this, Angel? I’ve not got time for f**king phone calls.” When he saw Angel and got the chance to, he was going to give her the time of her life to make up for the way Tiny had just spoken to her.
“It’s Lash. It sounds urgent.”
“This better be f**king urgent, Lash,” Tiny said, speaking down the line.
“Get Angel away from the phone. Tell her to go cook or something.” Lash waited for Tiny to give out the order.
“What’s going on?” Tiny asked.
“I’m currently upside down in the truck. Your seat belts work a charm. I can’t get f**king out.”
Silence met his statement. “What the hell is going on?”
“Long story short, trucks just rammed us off the road, blew out the tires, and whoever they are have kidnapped my brother and Sophia. Murphy and I are stuck. We need help getting out.”
Tiny was hitting something.
“Killer and Zero are on their way with the tow truck. Chaos Bleeds are just arriving. Get here quick.”
The call disconnected, and Lash slumped down in his seat. This was the last thing he wanted to deal with today.
“Do you think Sophia was just coincidence, or do you think they were after her?” Murphy asked.
“I don’t f**king know. They were after Nash. We know that. I heard one of them say he needed to stay alive. All I know is that I need to get the f**k out of here and get to my brother. Anyone who f**ks with him could send him spiraling down. I can’t let that happen.”
****
Every part of her body ached. There was not a part of her that didn’t hurt. Sophia moaned, pressing her hands to her head only to be stopped as her arms were jerked back. Opening her eyes, she groaned again from the pain. Her head was hurting so bad it was making her feel sick.
“Does she make this much noise when she f**ks?”
Frowning, Sophia turned her head in the direction of the noise. She couldn’t bring herself to open her eyes as the pain was too much.
“Fuck off.” Nash’s voice forced her to open her eyes. Shooting pain unlike anything she ever felt made her close them again. She’d not got a clear visual of everything that was happening.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh met her ears. She winced as Nash’s cry of pain reached her as well.
Open your eyes, Sophia. Open them.
Slowly, she looked through slits. The room where they were was light, too light. Looking up, she saw the roof was made of windows, casting the sun down on them. Doors were swung open, and that was when she realized they were in an abandoned warehouse. There were a lot of them around Fort Wills after the recession. The nearest warehouse not owned by The Skulls in Fort Wills was about twenty miles south of the town. The warehouse had been abandoned for years. She heard rumors that a lot of the kids came here to f**k rather than do anything else.
“I bet she’s a f**king rock star in the sack. A big woman like that needs to be able to put out. Why would anyone stay with her otherwise?”
She didn’t recognize the voice. Nash’s voice was the only thing she recognized.
“You’re a f**king dead man if you hurt her.”
Laughter followed his statement. Someone yanked on her hair, sending electric bolts of pain through her system. Tears stung her eyes, and she tried to follow the action of the guy holding her hair. The pain was unbearable.
“I’m hurting her, bastard. By the end of the night I’m going to be hurting her in ways that will make you cringe. Gill wants her for himself, but his orders are to keep him alive.”
The foul odor of his breath made her feel sick. Leaning over, she threw up everything she’d eaten at breakfast time. None of the man’s words made sense. Who wanted Nash alive?
“This whore is nasty. I don’t know why anyone keeps her around.”
The men were talking thick and fast. She couldn’t make out a single word. When she dared to open her eyes, she turned toward Nash. He was sat in a chair with armrests on either side of him. A belt was wrapped around the middle, and rope held his wrists and legs into place.
She hated the sight of him tied down and wished there was something else she could do to help him. He was looking at her. His eyes widened when he saw she was awake.
“We’re going outside for a smoke. Don’t try anything stupid.” The guy tugged on Nash’s hair before shoving him.
Sophia didn’t recognize any of the men.
“I thought you were dead,” Nash said, catching her attention. Opening her eyes, she turned toward him.
“Why are we in a warehouse? What is it with guys and warehouses?” she asked.