Dancing with Satan

Chapter Two

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Ryder's POV (Warriors Club President)

''Liam, do you know where Sage is?'' I asked, approaching him from behind where he was sitting at the bar along with a couple of the guys.

''No, I don't. Haven't seen her since this afternoon. Why?'' Liam asked, turning in the seat to look at me, beer in hand as usual. We drank nearly 24/7.

''It's not like her to not show up to meetings, and she knew this one was important. Everyone's already gathering and I need to know where the fuck she is.''

''Call her, man. I'm sure she's fine,'' Liam spoke, running his fingers through his dirty blonde hair.

''Yeah, you're right,'' I pulled out my phone and dialed her number. It went to voicemail immediately, and my heartbeat spiked. ''It went to voicemail, Liam.''

I cursed and slammed my phone down on the bar, shattering it into pieces. Fuck, where was she?

''Calm down Ryder. Don't jump to conclusions so quick,'' Liam stood up, downing the rest of his beer and tossed it into the trash half way across the room.

''Calm down? What if something happened to her! Do you know what would happen to this club if we lost her?'' I shouted, well aware of the fact every soul in this place was staring at me. At this point I didn't give a shit, though. I just wanted to know where Sage was.

''Let's just call off the meeting and go look for her,'' Damien, my right hand man said as he pushed through the crowd of other guys.

''Good idea,'' Liam replied. ''I'm sure it's nothing, but it's better to be safe than sorry.''

I let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. This couldn't be happening.

''Liam, Damien and I will go to her house and ask her parents if they've seen her. You guys hang out around here and call Liam if you hear anything.''

I didn't wait for a reply as I walked out the front doors and headed towards my bike. Something was wrong, that much was certain. Sage never disappeared like this and she always called if she was going to be late. Not to mention the fact she didn't go out alone that often. She was usually always with one of us, if not all of us.

This was what I got for letting her go out without backup and I was kicking myself for it already.

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''What do you mean you haven't seen her?'' We were standing on the porch being glared at by Sage's parents. They didn't exactly approve of her choices, or us.

''We haven't seen her since she left for school this morning,'' David, her dad said. ''We thought she was with you all.''

He didn't try to hide the disgust he felt for us, that was for sure. ''She came to the clubhouse at four, and left shortly after that. She didn't tell us where she was going either,'' I ran a hand through my brown hair.

''You don't know where she might have gone?'' Damien asked.

''No, like we said, we thought she was with you guys,'' her mom replied. ''Why wasn't anyone with her?''

''She told me she was going out alone, said she could handle it and that she'd be back soon. Obviously she never showed back up,'' I shook my head in confusion.

''She better not be hurt, Ryder, or it'll be all your fault!'' Melissa practically yelled in my face before David shoved her back inside.

''I'm well aware,'' I muttered under my breath.

''Just find her,'' David told me, holding the doorknob so Melissa didn't come charging out for my ass. ''You guys know her better than we do these days, no matter how unfortunate that is,'' he spat. ''We'll call you if she shows up. If not, you better bring her home alive, Ryder, or there will be hell to pay.''

With that he stepped back inside and flicked off the light, leaving us in the darkness.

''Thanks for the help,'' I growled, storming down the steps towards my parked Harley. I could barely even see it in the darkness aside from the reflection of red from the streetlight. 

''We'll find her Ryder, one way or another,'' Damien called to me. 

''You don't know that,'' I said, ''we don't even know where to start looking.''

As if right on cue, Liam's phone buzzed in his pocket, and I snapped my head in his direction.

''Shit,'' was all he could say.

''What? What's wrong?'' I asked, walking towards him.

''The guys want us to get back to the clubhouse now, it has something to do with Sage.'' Liam dropped the phone back in his pocket without another word.

The three of us got on our bikes and sped out of there like our asses were on fire. Nothing good could come out of this as far as I could tell.

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We walked into the clubhouse fifteen minutes later and I was surprised to see almost every guy in the place sitting down with concerned looks on their faces. Sage really did mean a lot to us. All of us.

What pissed me off, though, was that not a single person would look me in the eye.

''What about her? You told us to rush over, so spit it out already.'' I couldn't help the anger that was boiling in me now.

''I got a text from an unknown number,'' Devin spoke. ''All it said was 'Don't worry, your girl is fine. For now. Meet me tomorrow and we'll discuss things,' and then they left an address for us,'' he explained.

''That's all they said?''

''Yep,'' Devin nodded.

Suddenly my stomach sunk even more than it had already if that was even possible.

''Why don't you go ahead and tell us what your thinking,'' Liam said.

''Whoever took her had to have been watching us, otherwise they wouldn't have known she'd be alone,'' I explained. Everyone still had confused looks on their faces but this was common sense really.

''The Rebels, you idiots. They're fucking holding her hostage because we owe them money!'' I shouted.

''Because they helped us last month when we fought against the Aces . They wanted money for saving our asses,'' Liam recapped with disgust in his voice.

''That's exactly right,'' I said, furious. ''Now they've got the one thing we need the most to keep this club running smoothly and they know it. That's the only reason they helped us, so they could pull a stunt like this!''

The last thing I had ever wanted was to let the Rebels help us last month. They had killed some of our members and we had killed some of theirs in the past, but I had no choice but to ask for help. The only reason we even got out alive was because we made a deal over that money.

''At least she's not dead.''

''Not yet,'' my voice dropped. I couldn't believe I hadn't seen this one coming.

''So we meet them tomorrow. We talk, and get her out of there. Think about it, boss. If they killed her, they wouldn't get their money. What good would that be to them? They won't kill her, at least not like that.'' Damien tied his long, brown hair back as he spoke. 

''You better hope you're right, Damien. If something happens to her, every member of the Rebels will get a bullet to the skull. Mark my words.''