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Chapter Forty-Eight - I Need A Fucking Drink NOT EDITED novel Psycho - Headless Horsemen MC

- Jax -

9 days, 9 fucking days since she has been gone. No one's heard shit and the men that stormed the yard weren't apart of any other MC's. No tattoos, nothing to identify them, fucking nothing. The clubhouse is trashed after i got the call i came back and ripped the place apart looking for her or anything to help me figure out what fuckwits thought it was a good idea to start a war with an MC.

"Killer calm down, she can take care of herself," Betty says rubbing my back, somehow Betty has kept us afloat, make sure we eat instead of drowning in alcohol and cigarettes. "It's been 9 days Betty, even the strongest break" I mumble into my hands as i lean my elbows on the bar, i can't even think straight anymore, my mind just keeps going back to her, is she dead already? Have they hurt her? Have they sold her and shipped her off to some sicko on the other side of the world?

I slam my hands onto the bar before turning around and picking up a barstool, i lift it over my head and throw it through one of the windows near me, "Fuck it, I'm not wasting any more time. I'm calling in reinforcements" I pull out my phone and make my way outside Gunner following close behind me.

I light up a smoke as the line rings a few times before they pick up, "To what do i owe the pleasure?" The voice speaks through the phone, "Riccardo i don't have time for stupid games, a group stormed the clubhouse and fucked off with Harley. Wasn't an MC, wondering if you have heard anything on your end?" I hear a string of what i can only imagine are swear words in Spanish before he begins yelling in the native language.

The noise of heavy footsteps fills out the background sound on his side of the call before he speaks again, "When she was training i put a tracker in her, she always used to fuck off and tell no one, so i would keep an eye on her that way. My men are working on it now, I'll send you the location one it's done. If you need us, let me know we can be over there in less than 4 hours" His voice is void of emotion, here comes the big cartel leader.

"Thanks man, I'll keep you updated" I hang up the phone and head back inside, "Fill up the cars with guns and ammo, Shelby call the doc and get him to set up in the basement in case shit goes south. Once i get the location we are off" They all nod their heads and bang their fists on the tables. I take out my phone again and call the sister charters, telling them to get over here in case we need back up.

2 hours later most of the sister charters are beginning to rock up or are close enough to get to us quickly if needed. The atmosphere in the room is thick, our usual loud and party like lifestyle now completely silent as everyone awaits orders. I'm getting impatient, the urge to kill making my skin crawl like theres little bugs underneath it, I'm craving the kill, the blood, the begging, the torture.

My phone dings a few times as text messages begin to roll in, i stand up on the bar as everyone's attention turns to me, all twitching ready to for my command. "Theres around 100 of them, running a sex slave business, selling girls overseas to the highest bidders. Harleys still in the country for now at least, no names so far but the cartel are hacked into the cameras in and around the place, they're going to be our eyes or us. Everyone here lock and load we ride in 5" I jump down off the bar and head into the armoury, i grab my favourite blades and knives then move to grab a few guns.

i make my way outside to my bike and throw my leg over it before bringing her to life, the rest follow after saying goodbye to their loved ones, im close my eyes and take a deep breath i need a clear head. We set off north and follow the roads to the address Riccardo had sent me, the landscape turns from large open paddocks to trees and thick scrub, we turn down a dirt road and stop our bikes far enough away so they don't hear us coming.

I look around at our surroundings and see that we are in the middle of thick forests giving us the upper hand for our attack.

"Prospects, once you hear gunfire drive the SUV's up to the building. We don't know if she's injured or not and I'm not going to be fucking wasting time incase she is. I want the leader alive, he's mine to kill. kill the rest i don't want any loose ends, they fucked with the wrong MC" I growl the last part through gritted teeth, they all nod as we begin to make our way to the building.

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