Chapter 9

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Ryder POV

Darkness blanketed the clubhouse when I arrived back there at midnight to meet up with kick. The boys were down at source, which is our strip club that we own, and the boys were up for a big night.
Kick stood leaning against his bike waiting for me. I pulled up next to him waited for his instructions.
"Guess you found the guy that did this to your sister?"
Kick lit a smoke and took a long drag. When his gaze hit mine, the grin from earlier was gone from his eyes and a hard look had replaced it, "it's Jackal, storms VP"
Fuck
"That's not good brother, this could corse war between both clubs."
Kick pushes off his bike, "you telling me I can't do this prez?"
"Fuck," I muttered, I understand his reason, and if I had a sister I would rain hell on the guy.
I nod at kick "I with you brother, I've always got your back."
His eyes lit with that dangerous gleam again. "Let's go party then."

Kick strode to the front door and banged it hard with palm of his hand and yelled out "open this door motherfuckers!"
A pissed off storms member glared at us, but only for a second, because kick stepped inside the house and punched the guy right in the face. The guy dropped like a bag of shit, knocked out cold, we stepped over his body and walked down the hallway.
I entered the house and the stench of cigarette smoke, beer and sex hit me. The hallway led into a filthy kitchen full of dirty dishes. It was empty in there so we continue into the living room, next thing with hear a bloodcurdling scream from behind a close door at the end of the room. Kick picked up the pace and kicked the door in without even attempting to open it.
"What the fuck is going on here." Kick yelled as he came to a halt the minute he entered the room.
I followed kick in and stopped, sickened at the sight in front of us. A storm biker had a naked girl strapped to the bed. He sat atop her but I could see her face, and she didn't look to be any older than sixteen orseventeen, and it wasn't consent written across her face.
"Fuck" I muttered. I'd seen a lot of shit in my life, but this type took the fucking cake. The fact the guy was still clothed gave me hope that this hadn't gone to far, this shit was fucked up.

The guy got off the bed, "what the fuck business is it of yours, and how the fuck did you get in here." He was tall and very well built, his body was tensed ready for fight, he'd obviously never meet kick, I'd never known kick to lose a fight.
Kick seethed with anger, the rage clinging seethed to his words as he said "your first mistake, jackal, was fucking with my sister. Your second mistake was raping the girl on your bed.
Kick stepped towards jackal and punched him hard in the face. The sound of bone cracking vibrated around the room.
As kick continued to rain pain down onto the guy, I turned my attention to the girl on the bed, terror flashed in her eyes and as I walked towards her, her whole body flinched, I
Shook my head "your safe with me" I pulled my knife out and cut the rope holding her in place. Fuck I hate this shit. I sat on the bed and pointed to kick, "that's man sister was raped by  that asshole, that's why we are here, he won't stop until he kills the guy, go find some
Clothes and will take you wherever you want to go.
Her eyes widened and then she nodded "thank you." She whispered

I left her to get dress and walked back to where kick was, "you need a hand?"
Kick stopped mid-punch and looked up to me "dose it look like I need a hand, smartass?"
I grinned and shrugged. "Just making sure, your body might start letting you down soon."
"Fuck off," he muttered and went back to want he was doing.

I took the girl out to our bikes, need to call Luke the prospect to come collect the girl.
Just as kick was walking out of the house coved in blood Luke turns up, I gave him his instructions to take the girl where she wanted to go. I turned toward kick who was just lighting a smoke, I walked over a saddled my bike, "we need to take this to church, there going to find out it was us and we need to be ready, there VP is Dead in there and their not going to be happy about that"
Kick nodded his head, "I understand prez"
We took off on our bikes heading towards the clubhouse, I needed a shower and we needed to organise for the coming weeks.

This is only a short chapter, I kind of needed to write this for you to understand where the story is going 😀😀

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