Raging Barons MC – Book Three – Silver
Raging Barons – Silver: Chapter 4

-:- TARGET -:-

I feel like I’ve been on a wild goose chase looking for Meat and Stitch. They both left the service and seemed to have disappeared into thin air. Of course, if they don’t want finding, then it’s going to be fucking hard to track them down.

Speaking to Stitch’s Aunt Vera, I now know that he was looking for something, somewhere, a meaning, a purpose, and I have that if I could only find the fucker.

Vera thinks he was going to his grandfather’s cabin, spend some time getting himself straight, and that’s my next destination. I’m sure I can persuade Stitch to give the MC a chance, and I’m also sure he will fit right in.

Searching for the turn onto the dirt track that will lead me to the cabin, I can see the area is dense, and if you want to stay away from people in general, it would be easy to do so here.

Here it is, I nearly missed it, as it’s not a well-used track. Turning, I slowly drive the truck, keeping my eyes peeled as I’m sure if Stitch is worried at all, he’s set himself a few booby-traps that could leave me in hot water or worse, dead.

I must have driven a couple of miles before I see the cabin, mid-sized, in decent condition, but it looks deserted. Pulling in the cabin’s front, I quickly turn off the motor and open the truck door. Making sure I’m able to be clearly seen, I bellow, “Stitch, where are you, fucker?”

“Put your hands in the air and whistle dixie.” is clearly shouted to me and not being able to hold it back I burst out laughing.

Turning around, I smile at Stitch, who is walking toward me from the tree line on the left side of the cabin, rifle thrown over his shoulder, and looking pretty relaxed. That’s not what I expected to see from the description Vera had given me.

“What are you doing out here? Playing gamekeeper, soldier, warrior or just hiding from the world?” I ask him, then throw my arm around his neck and pull him into a tight man hug.

“Awe, shut the fuck up man. Come on in,” and he opens the cabin door straight into a kitchen.

The place is clean, well kept and looks lived in, so it’s obvious that Stitch has been here a while, and unknown to Vera, I would say. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Sitting at the kitchen table, I take the beer Stitch offers me, which is cold from the fridge he’s just taken it from. Fridge, stove, washing machine and cabinets, a good kitchen set up for a cabin of this size.

Stitch throws himself into the chair opposite me at the table and raises his bottle in salute, takes a large swallow then lifts his eyebrow, “So fucker, what are you doing here?” he as always, gets right to the point.

“Let me start from the beginning. Once upon a time…” I begin, which has Stitch chuckling. But I give him all the gory details from me leaving the service, to living on the street, finding Zara, helping Mia, and now looking for himself and Meat.

“You’ve been through it man. I know where Meat is, or was, but before we get into that, why exactly did you want to find us?” Stitch grabs us both another beer and takes out makings for something to eat from the fridge while he’s at it.

While I watch Stitch make what I think is a stir-fry, I continue talking, “The MC that both me and Chaos prospected for is a damn good one. We made full brother in six months instead of the usual year.

Axel the President is a good man. He’s doing everything he can to build the club into a profitable place for all the brothers to live decent lives, make a living and have brothers at their backs, no matter what.

I’ve seen firsthand how they all rallied around to help Mia. She wasn’t even one of them, but they took her in, helped her, cleared her name and now she’s Axel’s ol’ lady and a damn good one.

Her cell mate Shar came to find her, and yes, they wrapped her into the life and she now runs the newly purchased, renovated Coffee House. She lives in the apartment above and is already showing this is going to be a good financial venture for the brothers and club.

Mia is looking at businesses that are failing, or the owners are ready for retirement. If it looks like they can be turned around for a good profit or taken on, renovated and kept as a club business that is what they bring to the table to be decided on.

No one person has the ultimate say. They have meetings they call Church and they discuss and decide what they want to do. Axel guides if it’s needed, but on the whole, he is the man in charge but I’ve never seen him pull rank. Although they would all bow to him if he did, he is highly respected.

At the moment Mia and the brothers have renovating the club they own, ‘Club Whisky’, it’s a reputable night club. No drugs or other shit are allowed in the place. They want it to be a safe zone for people to have a night out. By the time I get back, I’m sure they’ll have it open and I can’t wait to see it.

The club needs a medic, nothing big needed, the club is not dirty. But at times stitches may be needed, or the general stuff. Maybe the brothers need their junk checking and the club women need regular checks. Mind you, they are going to need new club women, so that would all sit under your control.

I hope you’ll be interested. Come and be a brother. You’ll have choices to do other things than just a medic, but come and take a look, see what it’s all about.”

Stitch has handed me a dish with stir-fry piled high and he says nothing, but that’s his way, so I keep quiet, as I know now is not the time to question him or push in any way.

We eat in silence, drink our beer, and then lean back in our seats and relax.

“If Meat will be up for giving this a go, I’ll come. I’m not promising anything, but it sounds intriguing, and it sounds like a good brotherhood, plus with you saying they don’t deal in nasty shit that helps. We saw enough nasty shit while serving.” Stitch takes our dishes and places them in the sink, then turns and leans his hip on the countertop, “It’s late, tomorrow we’ll go get Meat, but we might have to break him out, so be aware.”

Running my fingers through my hair, I grin because breaking Meat out could mean anything. He’s a mad fucker at the best of times, so no idea what shit he’s got himself into.

****

The next morning, we pull up outside a fucking psychiatric hospital. Stitch had insisted on driving, I had no idea where we were going, but I turn in the passenger seat of the truck and give him a raised eyebrow in question to what the fuck is going on.

“Okay Target. Keep your cool when we go in. Remember, we are his brothers. Our Aunt Vera has sent us to fetch him home.” Stitch states, then opens the truck door and steps out.

I follow closely behind, but keep quiet. I know my team members so well that I know when to say something and when to keep quiet. Even saying team members is not right, we’re brothers in arms, brothers in life and although not blood brothers we couldn’t be closer.

Opening the door, I stay one step behind Stitch, and my eyes scan the reception area. It’s a large area with seats on each side of the room and a long counter on the opposite side of the main door. A woman is sitting behind the counter looking like she sucks lemons for breakfast.

Stitch taps on the counter and gives his largest smile, the one the women usually melt at, but looking at the lemon, it isn’t working this time.

“We’re here to bring our brother home. He should be ready, name’s James ‘Meat’ Avery.”

The woman taps on a computer and screws her nose up, then pushes her glasses up her nose and looks back at Stitch as though he’s lice infested. “Nothing here about James leaving today.”

“Well, he’s due to leave, and that’s why we’re here. We need to speak to his doctor if you’ve nothing on your computer about it.” Stitch is staying calm. I’m impressed.

“Please take a seat and I’ll call through to the doctor.” Lemon states, then totally turns her back on us and picks up a telephone.

I step away but don’t take a seat, I’m getting worried that we may have a fight on our hands to get Meat out of here and as I turn to speak to Stitch, he gives me the slightest shake of his head so I keep quiet and wait.

“The doctor wants you to go up to the ward. Through that door, walk up the corridor and near the end, enter room 22. The doctor will see you there.” Lemon states then presses a button which has the door buzzing and clicking open.

I follow Stitch to room 22, but when we open the door and enter, it’s a fucking ward and I cannot help but smirk because Meat is standing next to a desk stark naked, swinging his dick and shouting he’s Tarzan and she must be his Jane.

Looking at the woman, she must be in her early fifties. She doesn’t look amused. In fact, she looks bored to tears and I can’t help the chuckle that escapes my lips.

Meat must sense us as he turns to see who’s standing behind him and he sees us, throws his hands in the air which has his dick swinging around and launches himself at us. We both do the best we can to avoid his grasp because, brother or not, we don’t want his dick rubbing on us.

“Awe, come on brothers, don’t be like that.” Meat sing songs, then laughs loudly, “See this is Jane to my Tarzan, I was just showing her how I could swing through the trees and how well my dick can cope with it.” He states, then gives us a fucking wink.

A young woman walks through and sighs loudly, “James, for goodness’ sake, go put some pants on. Your brothers are here to take you home and I for one cannot wait to get you signed out and gone.”

Before anyone can say boo, Meat is down the hall, in a room and out again, still stark naked but has his bags in each hand and storms past us and out the door.

“Can you just sign these papers to say he’s been released?” the young woman asks, and shoves the papers at Stitch who signs them quickly, and she starts to walk away, then turns back, “Good luck, you’ll need it.”

I look at Stitch, he looks at me and we both smirk, then hightail it after Meat before he gets arrested for indecent exposure.

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