Lily's Protector - Wolves MC

Chapter 45

Nitro

As strange as it is for me to say at a time like this, I feel at peace. I never thought I'd be in love...and I am. The love of my life, my Lily, is safe in our bed upstairs asleep. Lawman has given me his blessing and soon she will be mine...completely. She will be my old lady, my wife and the mother of my children.

Anyone that tries to hurt my woman, will pay with their life. This motherfucker, Steven, has hurt her. Even before I knew she existed, he has fucked with her life and now, it fucking ends. I promised I would kill him, and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

My rage begins to pulse through my veins thinking of all the ways I'm about to torture this motherfucker. I know, I have to control my rage for now, we need answers, but after, there will be no stopping me from the hell I will unleash on him.

I walk into the bar, immediately finding Gunner and Spike sitting at a high-table table near the pool tables waiting for me. I whistle to get their attention and they turn, nodding as the stand from their bar stools to join me in the hallway leading to the back parking lot.

"Tell me what you've found out." I glance at Spike. I haven't had a chance to get an update since the church meeting.

"There's another bank account that wasn't on his computer. I'm trying to hack into it now. His contact is the kingpin's second Rafael, or Rafe. Rafe seems to know Lily, but I can't tell how well." Spike shifts his laptop bag on his shoulder.

"Anything else?" I ask him as we get to the edge of the parking lot and begin to walk down the grassy hill towards the shed that is now in view. The shed is a large metal building that is completely soundproof, something I made sure of when we built it years ago for interrogation purposes.

"Yeah. He was definitely obsessed with her. There were more videos and photos on his phone." Spike shakes his head. He can't stand the fucker any more than I can.

"Anything shared?" Steven better hope to whatever god he believes in that the answer to this is no.

"Not that I can find but I'm going to continue searching while you're doing your thing." Spike finishes as we approach Butch and Snake standing in front of the shed.

"How's the prisoner?" I ask stopping in front of them.

"Awake. Tank's doing that staring bullshit with him right now." Butch says as he reaches for the handle of the shed door.

Tank likes to get inside people's minds by fucking with them. The number one thing he has found that fucks with people is simply staring at them. It's ridiculous, I know.

We walk through the door and Butch locks it behind us. Tex glances at us and nods as we make our way to him. He's standing twenty feet in front of us near a long wooden table with a few chairs scattered around it watching Tank and Steven.

We stop at the table as Spike sets up his laptop to voice record the interrogation, while I stare at Steven.

He is seated in a metal chair that is bolted to the center of the shed floor. There are metal shackles around his ankles and wrists that are then chained to the chair. His bare chest, and his once white pants, are stained red from his and Lily's blood. The fabric of his pants is torn around the knife wound that Lily gave him and the wound has been patched. The stab wound on his side and his missing thumb, have also been patched. I don't need him bleeding out before I can get some answers out of him.

I watch Steven as he looks past Tank, who is seated in a chair a few feet in front of him, to find me staring at him.

"I was wondering when I'd see you." Steven smirks. Good, he remembers me.