Razors M.C. Zero to 100 mph #2
Twenty-Four

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“BEETLE! WAKE UP”, Frost yelled, his voice not his own thought Beetle in his groggy state.

“Whats.up?” Beetle asked sleepily, wiping his long hair out of his face.

“Timbers dead. Your.girl. Killed.our.prisoner”, he said quickly. “GET THE FUCK UP NOW!” frost roared.

“Kamryn what?”

“She’s not right man. Kam sliced the mother fucker who killed Timber. He’s dead man!“, Frost said looking ten years older, his leg no longer holding him up properly when he slumped against the wall.

Jumping out of bed naked he grabbed his jeans and started pulling them up commando, “Ryn. Tell me, is she hurt”.

“Dunno. Dunno”, Frost said sounding parched. “She’s all bloody, won’t let anyone near her bro. Still holding a knife and slicing at anyone who’s getting too close”.

“Where?” he asked running out the door, bare foot and bare chested.

“Back, out back near the van”, was all Beetle heard, running to where the cells were.

Shoving anyone out of his way, Beetle saw the open floor which led down to the cells, by-passing he stepped outside the backdoor and saw a small group standing around in a huddle.

“Move”, he ordered.

They spread at the order, there sat his girl all covered in blood, her hand holding a knife in a death grip, her eyes wide with shock.

“Sweetling. Sweetling it’s me Beetle," he said bending down on both knees, a safe distance from her arm which swung in his direction.

Her beautiful face tense with shock and fear, her eyes no longer dark and soft but lifeless.

“Kamryn. Baby listen. It’s Beetle”.

Nothing. She heard nothing, Beetle didn’t think she even saw him.

“Is Stone on his way?” he asked over his shoulder.

“Yes”.

“Doc?”

“Five minutes out”.

“Get a blanket, make that two. No make that three, cover that fucker up now!” he ordered, not once taking his eyes of Ryn.

“Baby. Listen to me. It’s over. You did good Sweetling. Saved us all”, he said waving his hands behind his back for everyone to leave.

“You listening Sweetling?”

Kam kept rocking back and forth, her eyes wide, the blade clutched tightly in her little hand.

“V.P”, said Frost covering the man who was wearing Timbers cut, his gait painful when he walked behind Beetle, lowering the two remaining blankets on the ground.

“Ryn?” Beetle asked beseechingly.

He reached for the first blanket and draped it across his lap.

“Frost, remember that big fat fucker. Big Mauri guy?”

“Yes bro”.

“How we needed to show him the floor?”

“Ah-hmmm. I ’member”, Frost said hoarsely, holding his emotions at bay till he did what Beetle asked of him.

The mauri in question was no doubt one of the biggest mothers of all mother fuckers who was high on cocaine, punching anyone in the vicinity with a right hook that had enough force to down a baby elephant.

Frost and Beetle had overpowered the gorilla by smothering him in a tarpaulin, jumping on the beast of a man’s back till more joined in and subdued the dumb shit.

Beetle wanted Frost to do the same with Kamryn, smother her until they had removed her weapon, until then she was still a danger to herself and to them.

“Kam, you did good baby. It’s over. It’s me Beetle”, he said draping the second blanket over his thighs, holding out both hands slowly to show her he was no threat.

Kam swiped again, back and forth, her actions still fast but with less force than he imagined she used on the dead guy.

“Baby I’m just gonna go inside. Give me a minute”, Beetle said standing, giving one end of the blanket to Frost while he held the other. “Back in a few”, he said now standing tall, his body tense with anticipation.

Nodding his head, that was all he did before both men threw the blanket, Kam swinging wildly when another blanket was thrown landing on her arms, covering her head and the short sharp blade.

Careful not to hurt his Ryn more than necessary they wrestled her to her back, pinning her arms above her head and removing the knife precariously.

Beetle remained lying on top of her completely, both of her hands gripped tightly in his as he wiped her long fringe from her face.

Softly repeating the words, he wanted her to hear.

“Ryn baby. It’s alright Sweetling”, he said with tears in his eyes. Her small body finally succumbing when she closed her eyes and let out a long breath.

Her whole face was covered in another man’s blood, she looked like a survivor of a mass murderer. Her skin was pale, her mouth a paler shade while her clothes were splattered like paint.

“Beetle, it’s Doc”.

"Yeah! Of course. Yeah! I'll carry her. Stay with her, if that's alright with you".

"Yes of course", he said inserting a syringe into her arm.

**

Stone flew down the narrow stairwell to see one of his best friends lying lifeless on the cold hard floor. His blood pooled around his head and upper body, no longer spreading but seeping into a grate.

Wasted! So goddamn wasted. This giant of a man wasn't a giant anymore, he will forever be at peace.

His cut missing, his jeans removed, he looked dishonored. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Where's his colors?" Stone roared.

"The prisoner took 'em", said Hodgee quietly.

"Cover Timber for shit sake and get me his cut, NOW!" he ordered.

"It's ... full of filth ... dead guys wearin' it", Hodgee offered again with fear laced in his voice.

"Don't care, get my Sec .. tary his cut", Stone forced out, his voice cracking with despair. "Respect! He deserves RESPECT!!!"

"Yes Prez", Hodgee announced, clearing his throat then zipping up the stairs with superhuman speed.

"Timber", Stone breathed out slowly, bending down on his knees to close the dead man's eyes. One single bullet hole marring his weathered face years too soon.

"You stupid cunt, had to practice on your own ya' fool".

Lowering his head, Stones gigantic frame hunched over, silently talking to Timber of how proud he was of the big lug.

It was Spanner who draped the bloodied leather jacket over his friend laying on the ground, taking a step back with tears in his own eyes. Sniffling back his emotions and wiping his nose with the back of his hand.

"The girl, Little Ninja?" Stone asked quietly.

"Doc and Beetle have her in the first aid room", Spanner said, taking some more steps away from Timber, his bloodied footprints leaving a tread on the concrete.

"Clean up this room. Have Timber tidied up and put in some clean clothes, I want his cut looking like new", Stone said standing to his full height making Spanner feel like a sapling in comparison.

"That cunt?" he asked staring down at Spanner with so much hate the back of his eyes burned.

"Outside".

Stone looked backdown at Timbers body, only his lower body was now visible with his black jacket covering his chest and face.

"No one comes down here but Doc and a cleaner", he said turning on his heel to go back up the stairs.

**

Stone peeled the blanket back from the man dubbed C.P, he was cut so many times his face was unrecognisable. His throat had been sliced so deeply his head was on an awkward angle, impossible if he were still breathing to have his neck like that thought Beetle kicking the dead carcass with his boot.

"Fucking scum bag, cunt face slag vomit".

"Pull those jeans off before we burn his sorry arse", said Stone turning around and staring at all the sightseers.

"Clean up this scums mess so we don't have our club contaminated any longer and fucking stay beneath the roofline, don't need satellite footage either. Edge, bag him then dump him in the van for now", he hissed, making sure his orders were understood before he left to go see Beetle and Doc.

His thoughts going to Kamryn Tallinger, he was now indebted to her. She may not realise it, but she stopped the fucker from escaping and blowing his whole club wide open to the law.

Timber had no family to speak of just his brothers so there was no one to contact out of respect thought Stone turning to see so many sad faces.

"Spread the word, the only thing you talk about is what I'm gonna say. "Dont fucking say a thing. What you've seen and heard stops here and now until we know more. Got it?"

Later he can deal with the repercussion he thought kicking the mans mangled body again before walking back inside, everyone who had been watching silently, spreading apart to give their President a clear and unhindered pathway.

**

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