Page 41 of Entangled With The Hellhound

“Election year is coming up,” Rock shrugs, “they always want to make a name for themselves when it’s time for votes. Plus, there’s a new director. Ya’ll know how new boys need to be broken in.”

I can feel the rage building up inside of me at the nerve of these motherfuckers. I’m ready to wipe out the entire ATF and the fucking Street Lords.

“So what happened at the other warehouse? Where did the Street Lords go?”

“They didn’t get past the security system. Fucking morons. Their amateur asses are six feet under where they deserve to be.”

“How did they even know where our warehouses were?” Crush asked.

As soon as the question left his mouth, I knew that we had rats in our midst. Again! How did we get to this again? After Lip’s disloyalty and trying to kill Sassy, we locked our shit down tight for over two years. We just opened up membership again a year and a half ago. Now, it looks like we’ve been infiltrated once more.

“We don’t hide our assets. It’s easy to find out who owns the warehouses. Hellhounds is an incorporated entity.” Wire answers and I give a sigh of relief. Maybe we weren’t betrayed after all.

I own and operate my own businesses; I should’ve remembered that. But the rage had slipped in and taken over for a second. That’s one thing I haven’t learned to control completely yet. When the rage starts, I lose myself.

“The warrant they got was bogus. And I’ve already started the paperwork on the harassment suit.” Bishop says in his lawyer voice.

I still can’t get over the fact that our rough and menacing V.P. is an attorney for his nine to five. Bishop isn’t a regular attorney though, his clientele consisted of people who weren’t exactly on the up and up. People like the Hellhounds.

Bishop is skilled at what he does, one of the most ruthless and highest paid attorneys in Texas. Most politicians know not to fuck with him or us, for that matter. Looks like we will be going to war with the Street Lords and the ATF.

“We won’t be going on lockdown just yet, but I want everybody to stay alert. We have too many snakes around us.” Rock’s tone is stern, and I feel the shame wash over me.

I’m smarter than to let anyone get too close to me. Especially a woman. I’ve learned that lesson time and time again. First with my mother, then with Christine, and I still let Marie get close enough to hurt me.

“Dismissed. But stay close. We need to be ready to ride if anything else pops off. You feel me.” Rock states his demeanor leaves no room for argument. “Stone, hang for a sec.” Rock calls before I can leave, and I feel like I’ve just been sent to the principal’s office or some shit.

Once everyone is gone, Rock sits down in his chair with a heavy sigh. I can see the worry in his eyes, and I can tell he’s tired. I’m Ace’s right hand. I’m supposed to have my shit together. The Hellhounds count on me to be discreet with all my shit, and I let them down. I let myself down.

I can feel myself spiraling and my focus waning. I hate being out of control. It sends me back to when I was a kid and my parents beating the shit out of me. Back to a time after my father killed himself by driving drunk, and my mother blamed me. Back when I couldn’t defend myself, and she almost beat me to death. That’s why the bitch is rotting in jail, where she belongs. If she ever got out, she would die by my hand.

“Stone, you don’t need to feel anything about that bitch’s disloyalty. Raymond has only had his hooks in Marie for a few weeks. From what Wire was able to dig up, it looks like Marie got herself into debt.”

“Money. She did this shit for money. Who the fuck did she owe money?”

“We don’t have any clue. All we know is she made big withdrawals in the past month. She has a negative balance in her account.”

“Fuck!” I take off my baseball cap and rub my hands over my head and down my face.

I’ll probably never find out what the hell Marie was into. She’s definitely hooked on some type of drug and brainwashed at that. How can she claim to love a man she only met a few weeks ago?

Although I’m not really one to talk, I just claimed a woman I don’t know shit about. However, Roxy isn’t like Raymond or me. She isn’t tainted by the darkness. Roxy is an innocent even though she’s been emerged into the underworld.

I should let her go. I want to let her go to protect her. I don’t trust myself to fuck things up with her. We don’t know each other, and every woman that I’ve gotten close to has betrayed me. I don’t know if I can let go and give Roxy what she needs even though I’ve already claimed her as mine.

Fuck! What the hell have I done!

“Stone! Stone! Fuck man!” I hear Rock’s voice calling me, but it sounds like he’s in a tunnel. I knew I was gonna fuckin’ do this. I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe through my nose. I keep breathing until the darkness recedes.

“You alright?” Rock is standing over me now, and I have no idea when he even moved.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m good.” I breathe out. I really need to kill something right now. I’ll be in control then, and I’ll be able to think straight again.

My phone starts to blow up before I can completely reign in my temper fully. I can feel my face morph into the monster I tried to put back in his cage. This isn’t a regular alert; somebody is trying to break into my motherfucking house!

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