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Page 21 of Reign (Kings of Chaos & Mayhem #8)

Ryder

Orange is The New Black

One month later…

Leaving the house, I get into Dario’s Audi and head towards Hillsboro State Penitentiary.

I was going to ride my bike, but the weather is supposed to get shitty in a few hours, and I didn’t want to take the chance.

Plus Dario barely uses it anymore. Why would he when he drives Jade’s G-Wagon, being her own personal chauffeur.

I’m pissed at all of them. Not only did I not get to say goodbye, but I haven’t been able to speak to him either.

So, instead of cursing everyone out, I’m taking it upon myself to go there.

I miss him. It’s got to be killing him being in there.

He missed fucking Christmas. This situation sucks, and I wish we would’ve just ran.

We have a few guys in the Pen doing time for the club, and they have eyes on him, making sure no one fucks with my man.

Apparently he’s been quiet in there, but also making moves and creating new allies.

Which is good for us on the outside, but I need his ass home.

Spade being gone is like a shock to the system.

It’s like the fun and playfulness in everyone is gone.

He’s a whole vibe that brings light and joy into any space he is in, and without him it’s been sucked dry.

Ugh, I don’t even want to think about sucking.

Jameson has offered, but I declined. I don’t feel right hooking up with him without Spade around or even without talking about it first. It makes me feel dirty, and I don’t want to be that guy.

The rev of an engine behind me takes me out of my thoughts.

Looking in my mirror, I see it's her. What the fuck could she possibly want from me?

Pulling over to the shoulder, I shut off the car and get out, stomping over to her, and of course, she pulls a gun on me. Smart bitch!

“What the fuck do you want, Teagan?” I growl, and she smiles.

“I wasn’t expecting you to be driving Zayn’s car, but I'd much rather deal with you than him,” she says, which makes my eyes narrow.

“What do you got cooking with Zayn?” I ask, but she shakes her head.

“Oh, I was going to entice him to come to the other side. Working for me would better suit him,” she says, and I laugh, folding my arms over my chest.

“What is it that you want?”

“Time is running out, but I can sweeten the deal to set a fire under your ass,” she says, and I shake my head.

“I’m not killing my sister. You can get fucked!” I spit, and she laughs.

“She’s not even your blood. Why the fuck do you care?

Kill her! I want the crown!” she orders, and I still shake my head as I reach into my pocket, taking out a cigarette.

Bringing it to my lips, I go to light it, but her next words have me looking up at her slowly.

“Do it and I’ll get your little boyfriend out by morning,” she says, and my eyes narrow.

“Bullshit!” I snarl, lighting the cigarette, and her smile only widens.

“Bring me her body and I'll get your little boy toy out before her blood even cools,” she coos, and my mind whirls. I am not killing Jade. This bitch is fucking nuts, but what I wouldn’t give to have him home already.

But this also makes me think. Who is running things in there that she has pull with, or is this all a setup to get me to kill Jade? Interesting.

“Alright, I’ll see if I can get it done. She’s been a little busy, but I’ll call you once it's finished,” I lie, taking a drag, and blowing the smoke into her face.

“Such a good boy, Ryder. I knew I could count on you. Be sure to tell Reid I say hello,” she says, getting back into her car and pulling off.

This woman needs to go. I need to speak with my sister and get this cunt taken off the board. This has gone on long enough. Leaning back against the trunk of the car, I finish my cigarette before getting back in and driving to the Pen.

It doesn’t take that long to get here. I arrive and go through all the motions to get inside.

Once I pass through security, I sit at the steel table and wait for him to enter the room.

I tried to pay a guard to give us a private room, but he wouldn’t budge.

Fucking prick. The door buzzes, and I look up at the inmates walking out single file.

My eyes collide with steel gray ones, causing me to swallow thickly as he winks.

I stand as he approaches, wanting nothing more than to wrap my hand around his tattooed throat and press my lips against his, but I know I can’t.

The minute the other inmates know he’s bisexual, they will use it against him and to their advantage. So, I bring him in for a bro hug.

“I’ve missed you, Ry,” he whispers, pounding my back with his fist.

“Missed you too, Ace,” I reply as we sit at the table opposite each other.

“I’m glad you came, baby,” he whispers again, and I raise a brow, shaking my head.

“Not here, Reid. They will eat you alive in there,” I warn, and he nods.

“How’s my wife and kids?” he asks, sitting up straighter. I laugh, shaking my head.

“They're good. Listen. I've got some guys in there looking out for you,” I tell him, and he nods.

“I know. I found some stuff out in the short time I’ve been in here,” he says, and I raise a brow. “Ri’s dad is the one who kidnapped Jocelyn from Ireland and sold her to The Brotherhood, who then sent her with the family she grew up with,” he tells me, and my brows hit my forehead.

“Holy shit. So The Brotherhood being all up in our shit isn’t just a coincidence,” I ask, and he shakes his head.

“Nope, this shit has been going on for a long time, and to make matters worse, did you know there is no California chapter of Devils Incarnates?” And once again I’m stunned, shaking my head.

“Yea well, neither did I, so…” he trails off, leaning in, and I follow.

“The guy I killed wasn’t a member of your club; he was a high-ranking officer in—”

“Let me guess, the fucking Brotherhood,” I spit, and he nods.

“Yep, and it gets worse. They have officially declared war. This isn’t going to stop until they get what they want!” he growls, which tells me he knows what that is.

“Tell me about it. Tegan is going after everyone. I took D’s car here instead of my bike, and she followed me, so I stopped to see what the fuck she wants. She hadn’t expected me. She thought I was Zayn.” I laugh, and he shakes his head.

“We just keep getting deeper and deeper into this shit. We've gotta wipe them out,” he says, and I nod.

“No shit. Teagan wants me to kill Jade and promised to get you released by morning if I did.” His eyes narrow, and I laugh. “You know damn well I’m not doing shit., so calm your tits,” I say, but the look in his eyes tells me he’s here, but his mind is somewhere far away.

“Two minutes!” the guard shouts, and I roll my eyes.

“Ry, tell Jade I love her. I know they are working hard to get me the fuck out of here. If all else fails, fuck it, jail break it is,” he jokes, causing me to growl.

“You’re getting out. We are almost there. Keep your head up. We've got everything under control out here,” I assure him, and he nods, leaning in again, running his thumb over my hand subtly and then pulling away.

“I love you. See you soon,” he says, getting up and walking to the door. I take a deep breath as the guard calls time and the rest of the inmates line up and leave the visiting area. Once the door is secured, Spade looks back at me and winks with a smirk before disappearing around the corner.

Orange does look good on him. Now I’m gonna have to go home and jerk my cock to his smirk in orange. Fucker!

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