Page 58 of Blaze

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me?

Is he stupid? Or just high?

“I want the bank card that I know you have, and I want it now, fucker!” he snaps as he walks over to me, not pausing in his movements, and I mutter, “He’s fucking both,” seeing his pupils blown.

“Let me guess, you owe money to the Chargers?” I goad, not at all intimidated by the fucker, already putting two and two together from when Cage mentioned the drugs already in his home, and we don’t dabble in that shit.

The door opens again, and a large fucker with a cannon tattoo, blood dripping from the end on his neck strolls in like he owns the place, a gun in hand, and I grin wide.

“Well, it seems this is a party,” I chuckle and the big fucker narrows his eyes but I ignore the look, already seeing Mitchel here has made a deal with the Chargers to get himself out of debt, and I ask, “Tell me, you had a member who had your tattoo on the side of his face, very large, tried to kill my VP, did he have it done as a bet?”

All these months later, and Trick is still perplexed why the boy would get that tattoo on the side of his face. Trick and Cage should be here in a moment, and I really cannot see my wife get hurt.

“He was my fucking brother, and yes, it was a bet, and yes, you are going to die as soon as you tell us where the bank card is!” he snaps, his voice, if I’m honest, quite high for such a large fucker.

I chuckle, I can’t help it, his voice is just too funny, and I confirm, “You mean the bank card with one point eight million on it?”

Both men freeze, and Mitchel chokes, “Pop said it only had a hundred grand on it…”

“Newsflash, she didn’t know how much it would be,” I sneer as I hear my two brothers pull up and without a second thought, I sprint towards an unsuspecting Mitchel before tackling him to the ground. He grunts at the impact just as the knife slices my right arm but I don’t even notice as I manage to take it off him and stab it into the fuckers neck. His eyes widen as I grunt, “Rot in hell…” Just as I hear, “Blair? What’s wrong?” and panic hits as I quickly get off a dying Mitchel, intending to tackle the fucker with the gun, but he aims it at me in panic and shoots just as my wife runs in screaming in agony as my legs give out before I watch in horror as she tackles the Charger to the ground.

Fuck’s sake!

Chapter 28

Blair

I skid in front of the strip club just as Trick and Cage climb off their bikes, and they grin my way, but soon frown when I get out of my car with Snow on my heels, and they notice the blood.

“Blair?!” Trick snaps but I ignore him as I run towards the door and Cage shouts, “Blair, what happened?” but again I ignore him and just as I get into the dim lit strip club, a gun echoes and I scream in pure terror as Linc drops to the ground and I don’t think. Just like I didn’t with my sister and I run towards the man holding the gun and I tackle him, taking him by surprise causing us both to go down. He grunts as he lands with a thud, me on top of him, causing him to drop his gun. I don’t stop, and remember what Linc taught me, I elbow the guy in the throat making him cough in shock and I scramble off him and grab the gun.

“Shit, Blair!” I hear Trick, “This is fucking crazy!”

I ignore him, and my fingers just grab the gun when the guy I tackled shoves me hard. I spin midair before landing with a thud, making me cry out and just as Cage and Trick run towards me as the guy goes to pounce, I grab the gun, aim and press the trigger.

The guy freezes, and my breath shudders seeing I shot him in the throat, and his knees drop just as Cage grabs the gun from me, giving it to Trick. He cups my cheek, getting my focus on him as another shot echoes, and I know Trick has just killed the man, so I don’t have that on my conscience.

Must admit, I’m pretty glad Cage got my attention because I don’t know if I can handle seeing another person killed.

“Tell me you are alright?!” Cage demands as he touches my stomach, and a sob releases, and I cry, “Linc!”

“I’m here, I’m okay, baby, I’m okay,” he chokes before he suddenly takes Cage’s place and cups my cheek while Trick puts pressure on his thigh, and my sobs come out harder.

“Why would you tackle him, you silly fucking woman?” he croaks as he presses his forehead against mine.

“I-I can’t lose you, I can’t,” I sob, and he nods as he presses his lips against mine, but freezes when I sob, “P-Poppy is dead, I-I killed her accidentally when I fought for her gun at home, she-she…”

My sobs come out hard, and I can’t continue, and the struggle to breathe becomes harder.

“Breathe with me, baby,” Linc pleads seeing I’m barely holding on just as I hear Cage snap, “Bones grab Knuckles and some brothers and take them to Blaze’s and a van, a clean-up is needed!”

“I-I can’t, I can't breathe,” I sob, and I try to gasp for air and Linc panics, “Trick!” just as everything goes dark and I pass out, welcoming it…

***

“Blair?” I hear someone whisper, “Blair, wake up…”

I squeeze my eyes tight before I open my eyes, but squint at the blinding sun before I recognize the yard, my childhood home and my heart squeezes…