Torn Apart

Chapter 7

I was fading in and out of consciousness as Jeff raced through the streets of downtown Honolulu. I tried to sit up in my seat but I felt paralyzed from the neck down. I could move my eyes and make noises with my voice, but nothing more. Jeff glanced at me when I started groaning and chuckled.

"Man you don't stay unconscious for very long do you?" he asked. "Well you just relax sweetness…soon we'll be at our new hideout."

I sighed and shut my eyes hoping this was all just a scary nightmare. A few moments later the truck pulled into the city dump where a huge gang of biker guys were huddled. The gang was bigger than I remembered almost quadrupled in size. I felt my body tense as I tried to fight off whatever I was drugged with, but it was no use. Jeff parked the truck and then got out.

"Hey! Where's the boss?" he asked the guys.

They all glanced at me before stepping off to the side, "He's in there,"

I looked past the group and saw a man resting on a large Harley Davidson motorcycle. His short brown hair was slicked back with a red bandana tied around his head. He wore a tight black beater, blue jeans and black boots and some black gloves. His head was down at first until one of the guys whispered something to him. He then glanced in my direction and slowly got off of his motorcycle. I shivered in fear as he slowly approached the truck. I was slowly regaining feeling in my arms and I used that little bit of strength to open the door.

Without the feeling in my legs, I ended up falling out of the truck onto my belly. I started crying as I tried to crawl away but I was too weak to budge.

He laughed as he stepped up behind me and bent down beside me. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head up. "What's good little mamma….long time no see."

I sniffled, "T-Taker…"

"That's right…" he said before roughly turning me onto my back and pulling a knife at my throat. "…and although you and I have some great memories…I'm afraid it's not enough to make our reunion a happy one."

"H-how…did you find me?" I asked.

He smirked, "You'll find all that out sooner or later…for now why don't you tell me where Nikki and the little one are."

"I-I don't know…" I said. "I haven't seen them since this afternoon."

"You lie…" he said before raising the knife high above his head.

"Wait Taker!"

He looked up and saw Hunter stepping through the crowd. "She's telling the truth. Her and Nikki had it out and she disappeared right after."

Taker looked down at me and then slowly put the blade away. "Alright…well it looks like we'll just have to hold onto you until I get what I came for."

"And what's that?" I asked. "Your money?"

He laughed, "I've made all of that back…I have bigger fish to fry and right now…you and Nikki are on my list."

"But why?" I cried. "I haven't done anything wrong!"

He chuckled, "Silly girl…still haven't realized that I don't give a damn about what you may or may not have done…load her back in the truck…we have a plane to catch."