Free Woods (Aces MC Series Book 5) by Aimee-Louise Foster

head moved from side to side with
every slap that Recon gave.
"Well now you do and Flex ain't gonna be happy that we have this," he
lifted his cut and shook it.
"Right there's nothing else here that will help us, let's do one." I
nodded towards the door and Recon followed. It was only then that I realised
how quiet the bar had become as the punters watched the altercation.
    "For fucks sake, everywhere I go there's drama,"
Recon chuckled as I pushed on the door. A bloke dressed in protective leathers
and wearing a full motorcycle helmet met me. He took one look at myself and
Recon entering the car park from the bar and took off at speed. I glanced at
Recon confused before I took chase. I was making ground on him when a bin flew
over my head and caught the bloke's legs sending him flying through the air
before he slid across the gravel. I scrambled on the ground and grabbed his legs
to pin him before he could get away.
"Get the fuck off, you're squashing me." That wasn't a bloke that was
a bird, I quickly moved and lifted her visor but didn't recognise the girl.
"What you doing running from us?" I asked getting to my feet and
brushing down my jeans.
"Oops you've got his boots dirty," Recon sniggered joining us. He
held out his hand and she grasped it pulling herself to her feet.
She unclasped her helmet and held it under her arm, "I thought you were
someone else."
"Who?" Recon asked aggressively.
"That's none of your fucking business."
She was fiery and brave to take on the two of us with such a mouth. "But
I'm making it my business. You ran away from us so you're obviously hiding
something!"
"Not necessarily," she answered petulantly.
Recon narrowed his eyes frustrated by her lack of respect, he was used to
getting what he wanted especially from females.
I snatched the photo from Recons pocket and unfolded it to show the young girl,
"Do you know Amber?"
"Yeah I know Amber, she used to work here. Spent most of her time fucked
up on drugs but when she was clean she was alright."
I was surprised how honest she was, "Do you know of anyone that may want
to hurt her?"
"Why is she injured?"
I glanced at Recon before looking back at the girl, "She's dead."
"Shit!" She seemed genuinely surprised but I was intrigued as to what
she knew. "Have you spoken to her ex, apparently they didn't get on."
I sniggered, "That's a fucking understatement." She cocked her brow,
"It wasn't him."
"She used to go off with a few punters, you know offered services to pay
for her habit but like I say I didn't know her that well."
"Okay..." I gestured with my hand asking for a name.
"Jen," she replied.
"Okay, well thank you Jen."
We turned and walked back towards our motorcycles, "Erm lads, guys
whatever your names are." I heard her jog after us. "Any chance
you've seen this girl on your travels?" she took a flyer from her pocket
and handed it to me. She was a good looking girl but she didn't ring any bells,
I passed it to Recon for him to take a look also. "Who is she to
you?"
"My sister, she's been missing for a couple of weeks now." I saw a
flash on sincerity and this was the first time she'd dropped her guard.
"What's her story?" Recon asked.
"Erm...I think she was running away from someone or if she hadn't been she
should've."
"And is that someone a member of a particular club?" Jen nodded and I
understood.
"Can I take this and ask some of the guys?" Recon held the flyer in
his hand.
"Would you do that for me? Thank you so much I really appreciate
that." Her tone had now changed and I thought this may be the real Jen
rather than the stuck up bitch we met earlier.
"And that's your mobile number on the bottom should I find out
anything." I shook my head understanding what Recon was playing at, her
level of challenge had obviously intrigued him.
"Yes and how should I get hold of you should I remember anything regarding
Amber?"
He smiled knowing that she may be interested, "The clubhouse, come to the
clubhouse in Waltham Abbey and ask for Recon."
"Okay and