The Anarchy Princess

22. Explosions

Happy
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I left Evan to his own drama reel. I had found Shelby in Gemma's old office. "Hey shell." I greeted as I walked in. "Hap, hi!" She said enthusiastically. "What's the pleasure?" She asked. I gave her a long look. "Sorry." She laughed. "The pleasure of your visit." She elaborated. "Right, um. What's up with Evan?" I asked. "Uh, Evan? I'm not too sure." She said puzzled. "Is it deep stuff?" She asked. I shrugged. "Not really, sounded like some kind of deep family drama." I said, as I sat on her couch. "Mhhh, I know what could be deep." She whispered flirtatiously. "Don't tempt me girl, I got 10 minutes tops." I groaned. "Let's make the most of it then, huh?" She suggested. Well shit.

July
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The man left, the woman walked in. "Hey, babe." She greeted, as she took the chair that was positioned in front of me. "How are you holding up?" She asked. "Fuck you." I choked out. The lack of hydration for two days, and no sleep was taking a harsh toll on me. "I would, but I don't really like you that way." She pouted. "No offense." She smirked. My rage was slowly getting the better of me. "Sure. Guess bat-shit crazy isn't exactly my type." I replied. She stared at me with anger, as she sent a long shock to my body. "Dumb bitch." She spat. I was coughing, but smirked. "Hormonal, bi-polar whore." I wheezed out. Another shock. I grit my teeth, while I grunted through the pain. Another coughing fit. "I can do this all fucking night doll face." She said, amused. "Yeah?" I choked, "do your worst. Come on whore, bring it." I spat again, as she stuck the pole into my side. The pain had became mind numbing. "T." The man called out. "T, huh?" I laughed. "You're so dead, T." I breathed. She stared at me as she laid the pole onto my skin once more. She got up and walked somewhere behind me. It gave me some time to settle my nerves and catch my breath. I tried to listen to their voices. "Get her on it!" She spat. "I'm tryin! She ain't picking up the bloody phone!" He snapped. She sighed. "Max, tell Leo to do what he must." "On it." "At least he'll pull through. Because if he doesn't- we'll all be dead by morning." She said. I heard multiple footsteps cease, as they walked their own way. She came back. "So, honey." She breathed out a laugh. "Where were we, hm?" She asked, she eyed me for a long moment before she smirked darkly. "Oh, right." She said as she plunged the pole into me again. "TAMARA!" He yelled loudly. Voices were quickly rushing into the hallway behind me. "JULY?!" Someone yelled. I tried to yell back, to let them know that I was here. She had grabbed my body off of the meat hook, and I fell with a horrid thump. She dragged me out of sight. I was crammed into a closet, and she knocked me out cold.

Dean
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"I think I have a lead." I stated, the last person I wanted to be talking to. He quickly jumped into my car. We got to the diner, I had quickly ordered breakfast, then lunch. Today would be a very long day. EZ just sat there, he didn't eat a thing, sipped some coffee occasionally. I wasn't sure what he did know. I'd been following a few wires. Some were decent, others led to dead ends. I followed a few open and shut cases. Finding out key information. Tara Knowles. Jax's wife. Dead. She have family besides Jax? Not listed. I dug up more info on her parents. The skeletons inside their closet were BIG. A sister, they gave up to foster care at age 5 because she tried to drown Tara, claiming she wished a brother instead. Dark shit. Tamara "Tammy" Wilson. I read up on all of her foster families, multiple, in and out of really good homes, since she was a decently bad kid. She wasn't caught in lock up ever. No criminal record as an adult, yet. The first one that she went to was too impatient with her temper. Sent her away. I've been out in California for a while. Had to check and make sure July was safe. I also had to keep it on the down low since Sam would've lost it. "Where at?" He asked, as I finished up my pie. "At a warehouse. Out in-"

Juice
"Sacramento." I told Happy. "Wait, a warehouse? In fucking Sacramento?" He repeated. "Yeah." I said. "Shit." He breathed. "What? If not, it's gotta be somewhere near there." I stated. "Yosemite?" He asked. "Could be." I sighed. "You were never here, you never saw me. This is just a random abandoned house that has some kind of mysterious value to you." I said. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you more." I continued. "Hey, shut up. You did enough for me already." Hap stated. We embraced as he got to the door. "I'm glad you got to see me man." I said. "Yeah. Let's keep the sentiments to a minimum alright." He said coldly, but a ghost of a smile was evident. I shut the door behind me as he rode off. I sat down and stared at the TV.

EZ
"Sacramento?" I asked, as he chewed his pie. "Yeah." He nodded. "Ok. So when do we hit it? What do we do." I asked, eager to get my girl back. "We go in at night. Wait until there's less people and we take them all out." He replied like he was describing how to tie a shoe. I rolled my eyes slightly, I was in an MC for crying out loud. "Ok" I said as he looked at me pointedly. "What, good job, you want a medal or somethin'?" He asked as he stared. "No." I sighed. I want to get the hell out of here and get to my girlfriend.