Breaking Control (Riders of Silence MC 1)

3: Into the Dark

Serenity

Right or left, north or south, up or down.

We go through those choices every day and that is what I am doing sitting on the bus bench. I had just sent a text to my professor saying I was heading out tonight from 9-12 to get some interviews done and now waiting for the bus. Now I could take the bus to the North side, like I promised and gather more data from girls up there... or I could go south and take new data from new girls facing a similar but different trouble.

I ran my hand through my long blond hair knowing that I should follow the rule Wilde gave me, particularly after the meeting we had but the girls deserve someone to talk to. Dam the consequences to me, it isn't about me.

The bus heading to the south pulled up and I found myself walking on.

"South central, round trip." I paid the driver and heading to the back. This will go well or not at all, sitting down I got a feeling in my gut feeling like it was getting tied into a knot.

I couldn't stop twirling the ring on my thumb as the bus pulled away to continue on its way. If you would have told me that I would moved from New York to California to interview sex workers at the middle of the night I would have looked at you like you were crazy. Now here I am in a city I have never been too, with no one I know, at the middle of the night carrying a knife, pepper spray going to interview women. And hey now there may be pimps coming in so I may really have to use those in my bag. A year can really change your life and you find yourself doing things you never thought about.

Serenity I'm in trouble I didn't mean to get into it I swear!! I don't know what happened please seren he-

I threw my head back blasting music into my ear to stop my mind from going back to those memories, I needed to focus. Shaking my head from any more unwanted memories I look at my notebook to go over my notes from what l learned last time. I skimmed through the similar data as to how they came into this life before coming to the end where the mentioning of a possible pimp or trafficker came up. The new up comer can be called Rennie, Reginald or Regious, the girls weren't sure. Either way he was starting to approach the area getting the layout of who controls what and how he can get them working for him.

I pulled out my phone going to the internet. South California MC Riders Of Silence I typed in. Professor had brought up the local MC in our meeting and had heard about them in passing; I should have checked if there was one before I moved over but I thought they didn't exist anymore.

I clicked on the first article and scrolling down to pass all the ads.

Riders of Silence MC: gifts from the gods or the devils?

The Riders of Silence MC turned legal 20 years ago after hard troubles came to the club; word is the Queen of the bikers was killed and after suspected retribution the President decided to change in order to protect the club from more death. During these years drug dealers, hard criminals and crooked cops have been chased out of the city. Could it be because of this club that is now legit with large number of veterans and a large security agency to protect any individual either full price or pro-bono if in deep trouble? Can a Motorcycle Club still-

I felt the bus lurch forward causing me to look up and see that I was at my stop. Putting my phone away I head off the bus down the street where I am meeting an interviewee.

Turning a corner, I was met with one of the few girls I knew in these parts; Ruby.

"I doubted you were showing up after what I told you last night." Ruby said looking me over, "least you look better for these parts now." Ruby was one of the first sex workers I had met and had helped me get other girls to talk to me about their lives and how they came to the field. She was short, probably around 5′2", long black hair and bright green eyes.