Taken by Sadistic: Rage Ryders MC by Liberty Parker Read Free Book Online Page B

take care of my Daddy. He thinks I don’t know about the trouble that’s comin’—but I do. I’m scared God, and I’ll be real mad at you if you let something happen to my Daddy.”
     
    Everywody thinks I don’t see and hear what happens. I do, my Papaw is mean to my Momma. He hates me too. Tolda’ me I should not be here. I shoulda never exist. Momma should never hada me. I looksa like my Daddy. I’m a happy cause I looks like him though. I’m happy Daddy’s able to see me now—he couldn’t before. I always wantad my Daddy here.
     
    Momma smiles and laughs…she didn’t do that before. She tried, she pretendad, but I always knew Momma pretendad for me.
     
    “God, keep my Papaw gone. He scares me.”
     
    “Amens”

Chapter 13

 
~ Tic
     
    We pull up to the seedier parts of Dallas, otherwise known as the ‘West End’. As we pull up to where King’s contact is, we dismount our bikes. Something feels off, I can’t place my finger on it, but it’s there. I’ve always trusted my gut when it’s tellin’ me to be on the lookout. Therefore, I’m on high alert, been awhile since the feelin’ of dread has washed over me. Can’t place my finger on it but it’s as though someone is targetin’ us. I scan our area as thoroughly as I can. Training kickin’ in. I see all of the rusted-out cars litterin’ the streets of our informant’s humble abode. Every house on this block looks as if it should’ve hit its grave years ago. Why the city hasn’t condemned this entire neighborhood dumbfounds me.
     
    I will my body to follow my Prez into this shit hole. Every instinct I have is tellin’ me to grab my brothers and get the hell outta dodge. Instead of headin’ for the hills, or home whichever, I grab ahold of Kid and Wasp’s attention.
     
    “Be on your guard, somethin’ isn’t settin’ right with me. Not sure what it is, but my gut tells me we’re not secured. Dammit, we shoulda sent someone ahead to check things out. Not sure why Prez wanted to come immediately.”
     
    They both nod their heads and start inconspicuously scannin’ everythin’ around us. This is where our survival instincts kick in. We now need to watch Prez’s and each other’s six. Nothin’ is standin’ out with DANGER written on it. It would make my life a whole lot easier if someone put up a sign warnin’ me of all the dangers ahead. Since King decided we didn’t need a prospect with us, and only wanted us at his back, the bikes are left without the usual keeper. Instead, we have to try and watch them and us. Not always an easy task, but hey, I love a good challenge. It’s what drives me and keeps me on my game. What can I say, it is what it is? King is the Prez and we follow his orders without questions or any say so. All we can do is make the best out of a possible bad situation. Kinda feels like when your parents use to say, ‘It’s my way or the highway’. King is a stubborn fool and never listens to reason. I’m not sure if that makes him a good leader or an unintentional idiot. Ghost, Justice and I have given up on tryin’ to talk sense into the man, we just follow like good lil’ soldiers now.
     
    “Tic, I want you at my side at all times,” King says to me. I give him a chin lift lettin’ him know I’ve got him. I was, after all, the only enforcer he’s brought with him today. Which may be our biggest mistake. Sometimes I wonder if we ever learned anythin’ from the situation with Riley, Sadie, and Skylar. We weren’t vigilant then and look how that turned out for us. But just like I always do, I keep my eyes alert and one foot in front of the other, and guard my Prez to the best of my ability.
     
    We finally are graced with the presence of our informant. Joey Stockdone is the biggest game in town. And luckily for us, his dad was close to King and Sniper. They saved his life once upon a time. He has ears to the ground and knows all.
     
    “I will speak to you, King, and you alone. No offense