Free Anarchist: (An MC Serial Novel) Book 2 by Jordan Silver

Chapter 1
     
     
     
    LAW
     
    “Are you fucking shitting me?” She looked up at me with those big sad green eyes that were swollen from her dad’s fists.
    I don’t trust those eyes or what they make me feel, I don’t want to feel anything about nothing, except my own shit.
    I looked away from her so she didn’t draw me in with those eyes of hers, and that look of sadness that only a blind man could resist.
    It’s been a long time since I let anything get to me, and even longer since I gave a fuck about a female, I had better things to do with my time. But I can’t let this shit slide, there’s too much here that I can work with.
    My mind was already moving things around, but I had to think real hard before I did anything. Whatever I chose to do with this was going to impact all our lives.
    I’d just found out that I was now in possession of something my enemy wanted. I’ve been waiting a long time to get the jump on him, but could I really use an innocent to do it? Fuck yeah.
    The only thing was, that if I did this, I could be affecting my own life for years to come.
    None of that mattered now though, all that mattered was making that fucker bleed anyway I could.
    I looked at her again, this innocent that had got herself caught in the crosshairs of this little war that we had going on Davis and I.
    It wasn’t hard to make up my mind, all I had to remember was what had been done to my mother and sister, and it was easy. Fuck conscience, that shit died a fast death a long fucking time ago.
    “Tell me everything you know about this deal between your dad and Davis.” I now stood over her looking down.
    She looked small and vulnerable and yes, I did have a slight twinge of regret for what I was contemplating, but that didn’t last either.
    A man in my position took what he could get and used what he had at his disposal, anything that would get me closer to my objective. If there were casualties along the way, that was to be expected. There usually are in a war.
    “Why? You can’t let him have me.” I didn’t know females still did that wringing hands and biting lip shit. She sure is a nervous little thing. That shit would soon drive my ass to drink, who has time for that fuckery?
    “Who said anything about letting him have you? I just need to know what we’re looking at here.” I pulled my phone to call Kyle.
    “Bro, tell the guys to be on high alert, Davis is involved in this mess. I’ll fill you in when I know more, but I’m not sure what her old man is going to do next so we can’t wait.”
    “I’ll tell them Law but this guy doesn’t look so good, he hasn’t woken up yet, what do you think we should do?”
    “Have Tyson and Chaz take him to the hospital in Cooperstown. Make sure they stay on him and bring his ass back here as soon as he’s been seen to.”
    “They’re gonna ask questions.”
    “Tell them the fuck got in a fight what the fuck do I care, I look like a nursemaid to you?”
    I hung up and went back to her. “Well?” She ducked her head really fast when I turned around and then started fixing her hair.
    Maybe the old man had hit her in the head harder than we thought. And now she was hiding her face and pulling at her dress.
    “You got somewhere to go?”
    “Of course not I was just...” her face lit up in a blush under her bruises and I prayed for patience.
    “Listen, I don’t have all day, you brought this shit to my door and now I have to deal, so please tell me what the fuck I need to know.”
    I maybe could’ve been a bit more diplomatic, but I wasn’t in the mood. I hadn’t planned on having my day disrupted with this shit and there were other things I should be doing.
    “I don’t know that much, as soon as my dad told me what was going on, I got upset. We started yelling at each other, and then he began hitting me.”
    She touched her cheek and I actually felt for her; so not gonna happen. I had no feelings left, unless they were directed towards my brother and