--Ryder’s POV--
“No!” I laughed as Rose, Rylen and Isis ‘attacked’ me “Okay! Okay! I surrender!”
They laughed and moved off me.
“We did it!” Isis said smiling at them
A knock at the playroom door had us looking up.
“Meeting. Now.” Diablo said gruffly and walked off
I kissed Rylen and Rose’s head and made sure that there was someone in the room with them and Grayson and Nova before Isis and I headed to the meeting.
Stepping in everyone looked up and then went back to talking.
“You’re sure?” Reaper asked looking at the Sheriff
Roy nodded “He was spotted back at the warehouse.”
“Who?” Isis asked
“Pierce Hell.”
That name had my blood run cold and boil at the same time; the one man who was responsible for the death of my wife.
“I’ll kill him.” I growled
“Now hold on son.” Diablo said sending me a glare “We are going to come up with a plan and then attack. We will not lose half our men just because you let your emotions get the better of you.”
I glared “He fu-cking killed my wife! Your daughter! And you’re just standing there like it’s no big deal. I will put a fu-cking bullet in his damn head Diablo, even if it’s the last thing I do!”
He slammed his hands down causing everyone, including me, to jump and spoke in a deadly, cold tone “Do not raise your voice to me boy. Remember your god damn place! I know what that fu-cker did and I want nothing more than his head on a stick but that won’t bring back Kenna.” I opened my mouth but his ice cold gaze shut me up “We are going to come up with a fu-cking plan and if it comes to it I will lock your a-ss in a room. Do not question my authority or judge how I’m handling my emotions. I am the VP here not you so hold your damn tongue.”
“He killed Kenna!” I argued
“I know!” He yelled “That was MY daughter, MY little girl, MY princess, the only thing I had left of my wife! Pierce will die a slow painful death Ryder and I intend to make that happen without any interference from you.”
“He’s right Ryder.” Reaper spoke “You may want to go in guns blazing but Pierce is cunning. We need a plan and a damn good one. And when we get to him, his death will be slow and painful. The last image he will see will be Diablo and I holding our guns. You lost your wife at his hands just like my daughter lost her husband at his hands, but you both have to realize you are not the only one to suffer from his wrath. Diablo lost his wife and unborn child the same day I lost my wife. You’re father lost his wife at the hands of Pierce too. So you will need to join the list of people who want to go in guns blazing to kill the bastard.”
Over the next twenty minutes a plan was devised and everyone looked around.
“So who’s going to be the one to do it?” Tank asked
“It has to be someone who is sneaky, quiet on their feet and with fast reflexes.” Reaper said
“I’ll do it.” Isis whispered harshly
Reaper and Diablo closed their eyes before opening them and nodding.
“When she’s in, the rest of us have less than three minutes to get into place.” Diablo said “This is going to happen fast and we want minimal casualty as possible.”
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Daughters of Anarchy.
Teen FictionThe Reaper's are an outlaw biker club that was established by Reaper's (President.) and Diablo's (Vice president.) father's. Just like any other biker club they have rules against certain things, some rules more serious than others. For instance, dr...