Free Down & Dirty by Reese Madison Page A

“Michelle.”
    “Okay Michelle. Try to relax. That big guy who was just here, he’s going to fix this. We’ll get your baby for you and you’ll never see that man again.”
    “I don’t want to go into foster care.” She’s really scared.
    I took her hand, “Look at me.”
    She did with scared brown eyes.
    “It’s okay. If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. We’ll figure this out, right now I want you to relax.”
    Doc knocked right before entering with his bag. “Hello ladies.” Doc is always happy.
    “Hey Doc. This is Michelle. She’s pretty banged up. Can you look her over, make sure she’s okay?”
    Michelle pulled her knees up. “No.”
    “It’s okay Michelle, he’s a real doctor, and I won’t leave the room. He’s not going to hurt you.” I promised her as I took her hand.
    Stacy came back after Doc wrapped Michelle’s midsection because of some broken ribs. He gave instructions and some pain pills for me to dole out to her in case she got suicidal.
    Stacy held up the bottle and three paper cups. “Who needs a shot?”
    I looked at Michelle, “I want you to take a couple sips to calm your nerves. Remember what Doc said about trying to stay calm and breathe so you don’t go into shock?”
    She nodded still shaking.
    Stacy poured a little bit into a cup and handed it to her. “Drink this honey. Goat sent Gunner, some of the guys, and two of my girls to go get your baby. He’ll be here soon.”
    She nodded and took a sip. “Thank you.”
    “Stay here with her Stacy. I’m going to go check on things.” I stopped at the door and looked back at her, “Your girls?”
    She shrugged, “Someday I’m going to take over and run things for you. You don’t seem like the Madam type.”
    I laughed, “You’ll be good at it. Thanks. I’ll be back in a bit.”
    I walked over to the garage and found Joe literally pounding the hell out of the guy. I flinched as he punched. Joe could kill a rhino with that punch.
    “Okay babe!” I knew better than to get too close.
    He stopped and looked at me, “What are you doing in here?”
    “I want to make sure we get the baby before you kill him.”
    He stepped back and looked at Goat. “Call Slider. Find Tiny. I want this muther fucker’s tat.”
    Goat nodded and left.
    “You want his what?” I asked picking up his bloodied hand. I’m not sure if it’s his blood, or from the piece of meat now slumped in a chair.
    “His tattoo. I’m taking his cut. No cut, no tat.” He held my jaw with his clean hand and looked me in the eyes, “If you ever go after somebody like that without getting me first I’m going to put a fucking leash on you.”
    “Sorry, that was stupid, but I lost it when she told me how old she was.”
    “I didn’t say I didn’t understand, I said don’t do it again.” He firmly told me.
    I nodded, “Okay, sorry.”
    He kissed me quickly before standing upright again as three large bikers walked in with Goat.
    The one wearing the President badge surveyed the area. “What’s going on Joe?”
    “Your boy here has been raping a thirteen year old girl. Knocked her up and beats her. I want his cut and his tat.”
    “That girl he brought today?” The man asked looking at the damage Joe had done to his guy.
    “Yes. She’s in Salina’s office. My wife talked to her earlier tonight. I saw the bruises on her torso.”
    “She has two broken ribs and a lot of tearing, if you know what I mean. There’s also a large knot on her head I won’t go into detail about, but let’s say she didn’t get it falling down stairs.” I chimed in.
    “She has a kid with him?”
    “Yes. We sent some people to get it.” Joe told him.
    The man known as Tiny got in the hamburger’s face. “This true? You fuckin’ kids and wearing my colors?”
    The bloody mess nodded once. Tiny looked over at the two men who followed him in. “Take the cut, see that the tat is removed properly and drop him at the hospital across town.” He looked at