Handsome and Haunting

Chapter 49

The door to the shack opened up making Isabella look away from the men who entered. She didn't want to see them for fear of being killed for knowing what they looked like. One man demanded she open her eyes making her shake her head no. Suddenly she felt herself being slapped hard across the face. Her eyes opened in shock making her captor smirk at her. He looked her over leaving her feeling exposed and dirty. No words were spoken for a few minutes as he looked her over.

"So. This is Happy Lowman's 'ol lady." The white male with the swastika tattooed in the middle of his upper chest exclaimed.

She just stared at him not knowing what was about to happen to her. Were they going to beat her up? Sexually assault her? Mutilate her? Kill her? All of the above? He nodded to one of his companions who moved the gag out of her mouth.

"What do you want?" She stuttered.

"I want Clay and the Sons to let me set up my meth lab in Charming." The man replied.

"Why would they do that? That junk ruins lives!" She spat earning a hard punch to her face splitting her lip.

She could feel blood dripping down her chin.

"Meth is my livelihood. They'll either let me have my meth lab or..." He trailed.

"Why did you bring me here?" She inquired.

"I'm sure the Sons will do anything to get your precious little self back. Especially being Happy's 'ol lady. You're just a bargaining tool, my dear." He retorted before nodding at his companion again who quickly put the gag back in its place.

As quickly as they had come, they left her alone in the shack once more. Darby called Clay to set up a meeting between the two groups. Surely they'd make a deal to let the precious 'ol lady of the feared Happy Lowman go for his meth lab. Isabella tried to memorize everything she could about her whereabouts. The more she struggled with her restraints, the more they dug into her skin. She could feel blood around her wrists and ankles. Sighing, she quit squirming. There was a small crack in one wall.

She could tell it was still daylight. Late afternoon if she had to guess. She silently prayed that Happy would find her and save her before anything else happened to her. The man with the swastika didn't seem like a good man. He frightened her. As she sat there, she strained her ears to catch anything that might help her. She heard the bald man talking to someone. Suddenly the door opened again and the man's two companions came in and untied her enough so she could move into a white SUV. One sat beside her and held a gun to her side as they drove along to wherever they were going.

Happy had been ecstatic when Clay told him Darby had called him wanting to meet up for a trade. Isabella for his meth lab. The Sons knew it was going to end in a shoot-out but all Happy cared about was getting his wife back safely. Heaven help Darby if Isabella was hurt in any fashion! After about twenty minutes, Isabella found them pulling to a stop. She was pulled out of the vehicle still bound and gagged. To her amazement, all the bikers she knew were there plus a few she didn't know. Chibs and one tall, long-haired blond she didn't know were holding Happy back.

"Clay! I'm willing to trade. Her for my meth lab. I'd make the right choice here." Darby told the biker leader.

"And as I've told you over and over, we don't allow that shit in our town." Clay retorted.

Darby looked back at the man holding Isabella. He cocked his gun making her eyes widen in fear.

"You wouldn't kill an innocent woman." Clay called Darby's bluff.

"Wanna stake her life on that? How will Happy react to you letting his 'ol lady get killed?" Darby taunted the white-haired biker.

"You don't want to know what that psychopath will do to you if you hurt his 'ol lady." Clay retorted, "And I won't hold him back."

Isabella looked over at Happy who was intently watching the back-and-forth between his Prez and Darby. "Don' worry, brother. We're gonna get 'er back safe an sound." Chibs tried to soothe his riled up brother. Before Isabella knew what had happened, someone fired a shot. Then more gunfire could be heard. Something wet hit her face making her duck to the ground and curl up in a ball hoping everything would end quickly. Everything was so loud it felt like it was going on forever. It was just a few minutes before all of Darby's men were dead and Darby was injured.

Happy rushed to his wife's side and pulled her up off the ground. He cut off her bindings and took the gag out of her mouth. She quickly wrapped her around Happy's waist and buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his right arm around her shoulder and let his left hand tangle itself in her hair. He promised her that she was safe now. He moved her face so he could look her over and growled seeing the gash to her temple and the split lip. "Chibs will look you over at the clubhouse. I'll meet you there. Once he's finished, head to my dorm room and get some rest." Happy instructed her. 

She just nodded before he led her to the van and helped her into the passenger seat. Tig and Juice already had Darby tied up and in the back of the van by the time Happy had his 'ol lady situated. Chibs promised he'd look her over good before Happy moved to his bike. He was going to make Darby pay for kidnapping and injuring his wife! Chibs carried her into the clubhouse when he realized she had no shoes.