Skulls

Four

Skull

Skull patted the head of his Doberman, Saw, her tan coat shining as she licked his hand gently. Currently Skull was seated in his living room with a beer in his left hand and the television remote in his other. Saw cuddled beside his feet as Criminal Minds aired on the screen, one of Skull's guilty pleasures whenever he had free time. Skull took a swing of his beer as his mind drifted away from the television and towards the woman whom he'd stumbled upon in Jackie's store; Evie, who looked every bit as beautiful up close as she did from far away.

Skull had almost been rendered speechless at the sight of her red cheeks and timid gaze. He could have easily become a sailor lost at sea as it proved difficult to look away from her blue eyes. Sighing, he closed his own eyes trying to reign in these foreign emotions, refocusing his attention on the television. He couldn't let himself think of her for too long, it would only distract him from his work and his club— two things Skull couldn't throw to the wayside.

As if the heavens had heard his pleas, his phone buzzed drawing his attention. Red's caller ID popping up on the screen, Skull lifted a brow before answering the call.

"Yeah," he answered.

"Prez there's a problem, you need to get down to the club house," Red spoke.

Skull scowled, "What's happened?"

Skull heard Red gulp, "The prisoner, he escaped."

~*~

Skull had never ridden his motorcycle with as much as anger as he was feeling right now. He parked quickly before stepping off and heading towards the doors of the clubhouse. Red met him by the entrance as he approached, "Killer?" Skull asked.

"On his way," Red answered.

"Who called it in?" Skull asked.

"I did Prez," Skull turned his attention to the man who spoke.

Skull gave Tiger a once over, the young man had joined his club two years ago at the age of twenty three, twenty five now (Skull was seven years his senior). Tiger was lean standing at a height of 5'10, short in comparison to Skull's 6'5, the younger man had dark hair in an army cut and small brown eyes that were running over Skull's face.

"What happened?" Skull asked.

"I was just coming back from the garage because my bike needed an oil change and I saw the shed door open, which was strange so I checked it out and when I looked inside it was empty,"

Skull's jaw was tight, "Did you see anyone leaving? Anyone suspicious?"

Tiger shook his head, "No, no one and I checked before I called Red."

Skull nodded, "Alright, thanks Tiger."

Upon seeing Killer and Cash enter the room he signaled for them to follow him into his office. His gaze caught Red's who nodded before the four men were securely inside his sound proof office.
"Red texted me what happened," Killer spoke up.

Skull nodded, "I need you to go check the security tapes, let me know what you find." He spoke to Cash quickly.

Killer ran his fingertips through his blonde hair, letting out an irritated sigh, "Who the fuck snuck that piece of shit out?"

"That's exactly what I intend to find out," Skull said cooly.

"When you met with him the night before— were you able to gather anymore information?" Red asked.

Skull shook his head, suddenly angry, "No,"

"There's just no way he'd know there was something in the other shed without insider information,"