Lace Underwear | m.c

Chapter 10.

I was rudely awaken from my deep sleep by a loud banging on the front door of the hotel room. I turned my head and looked at Michael's side of the bed to see him fast asleep. I sighed and stood from the bed looking at the clock. 4:00 AM. I mumble some curse words under my breath, knowing that by now I won't be going back to sleep. I walk to the door and look through the peephole seeing two men clothed in all black with serious written all over their faces. I didn't open the door right away until the knocking came again. I yanked the door open.

"It's four in the fucking morning. What could you need at this time?" I said in a very irritated voice.

"Are you Bailey?" One of the men asked me.

"Ah yes. Is there something wrong?" I questioned confused.

"No, that's all we need to know." The same man informed me.

Before I could process what was happening a cloth was shoved up to my nose. I screamed once before darkness took over me.

Michael's POV:

I've been looking for Bailey for at least four hours now. I woke up and she wasn't there so I immediately thought she had just started the day early and would be at the beach relaxing, but she didn't leave a note and was no where to be seen at the beach. I was panicking like crazy trying to look all over. I looked through the boardwalk which is dead at this time but no luck. The beach is big, but it's so early not a lot of people have made their way there yet. I called, but her phone was left here and I was going absolutely insane.

I took my phone out dialing Marks number.

"Hey Michael! How's everything?" His voice rang through the phone.

"Terrible. Bailey is gone. I have this feeling that we were tracked. I need to find her Mark! Get some guys onto this. We need to find those assholes and bring their whole team down!" I shouted clenching my fist.

"Michael, calm down. I'll get some of the guys on it and find out where they are. Stay put. Bailey needs you and you need to think before you do something very stupid. I'll call you back once we get a target on them." Mark explained calmly.

"Hurry." I said before hanging up.

I grabbed our things and panicked them up in the car. I put Bailey's phone in my pocket and checked out of the hotel. I sat in my car for about an hour until Mark called me back.

"Michael, good news and bad news. We found them, but sadly back up is going to take until tomorrow morning to get there." Mark explained.

"Bailey needs me. I don't give a fuck if you have to send them out on a fucking jet just get back up there. I can't take a gang out myself dumbass." I said, slamming my hand on the steering wheel gaining looks from people walking by.

"Michael, it's not that easy. We need to plan this." He said through the other end.

"You and your prissy ass people you call back up might need to plan this but I don't." I said and hit the red button on my phone.

I shut my car door and ran my fingers through my hair becoming more frustrated by the minute. I sent a quick text to Mark telling him to send me the address and made my way to the gas station.

Once I had a bag of snacks and a tank full of gas I put the address in my GPS and started driving off in the direction the ladies voice told me to.

I don't know if Bailey is even alive by now but I'm still going. I'm going to bring this gang down with or without back up.

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Four hours of driving and I've made it fifteen minutes away. I pulled over and took deep breaths calming myself for what's about to happen. I planned it all in my head. I'd load up my guns now and I'd pull up close. I'd walk in and demand for Bailey back and we'd walk out safe, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. Way too easy.