Free Locke (Aces MC Series Book 4) by Aimee-Louise Foster Page A

may have just left him to be
caught by security.
    The three of us made our way towards the opening in the
fence to the sound of sirens in the distance. It wasn't over yet but I sighed
with relief at the thought of us getting out of the building in one piece at
least.
Stepping into the alley we saw a set of brake lights further in the distance
and bolted in that direction.
    "What took you so long?" Sketch asked as he pulled
away down the country road in the opposite direction to the sirens.
"Fucking smart arse!" I stated to the roar of laughter from the guys
in the back of the van, feeling the camaraderie between the group. I caught
myself smiling at the situation but knew that I needed to get a grip. For all
its faults I still enjoyed spending time with some of the guys and would miss
them when I was gone but even some good things needed to come to an end and my
time at the club would hopefully soon be over.

Chapter 7
    Saviour
    Two years earlier
    "Why the fuck are we sitting around in a circle
Onyx?" I asked swinging on my chair.
"It's like being back at school." Poet mumbled under his breath.
I looked up and noticed Onyx and Polar stalk around the circle and knew
something was wrong from the glint in Polar's eyes. I placed my hand inside my
cut and slowly unfastened the pocket in which I concealed my blade. When we attended
Church, our weapons and phones were placed into a box as the meeting usually
got heated, and this was prevention to blood being spilt but I wasn't taking
any chances at being unarmed around these guys.
    "Someone has double crossed us!"
I slowly glanced around the room at the faces of the other members to see if I
could see a reaction off one of them but there was nothing. Polar and Onyx
weren't giving anything away, I was sure that I hadn't given them anything to
become suspicious of my actions but it didn't stop me from worrying that they
may have discovered who I was. It was too early, I hadn't completed my task yet
but if they had found out my intentions I wasn't going down without a fight.
    Polar stopped pacing and leaned on the back of my chair,
"Now we can do it the easy way or the hard way." The room fell eerily
quiet and now all eyes were on me. "I suggest that one of you starts
talking and talk very fast."
From my position I couldn't see what was going on behind me but I heard the
door open and a scuffle take place, I wasn't going to sit there and allow them
to come up behind me so I stood from my chair and spun around.
    Hustler had Joe in a head lock and was dragging him into the
room, he screeched and instinctively fought for survival as he tried to hold onto
the doorframe clearly knowing what his fate was. 
Joe continued to whimper as he was brought into the room and the shocked faces
around me must have matched mine.
"Put him there." Onyx ordered pointing to the chair I'd just vacated.
I moved further into the room away from the carnage and positioned myself
behind Poet so I could lean on the back of his chair.
"Does someone want to tell me what's going on?" Slick asked,
"I'm his sponsor so shouldn't I be told if there's an issue and I can deal
with it?"
"That's what usually happens Slick but this goes way beyond that and not
even you can save him." Slick furrowed his brows and looked at Joe
squirming in the chair as Hustler tied him down.
"What have you done?" Slick stood and made his way over to stand in
front of the boy.
"Go on, explain how you've let your sponsor down." Onyx pulled out a
cigar and casually lit it, taking a long drag before exhaling it in Joe's
direction. "Explain how I can now justify your death."
"Erm...I...I didn't..."
Crack! Joe let out a high pitched scream as Slick's fist made contact with his
chin, "Stop snivelling you little fucker and tell me what you did."
Joe moved his jaw from side to side checking for any damage. I shook my head in
disbelief, a broken jaw would be the least of his worries.
    "I was a bit short on rent the other month so I
borrowed some of the