MC Sinners Boxed Set #1-7

CHAPTER 17 | PRESENT – SPIKE

CHAPTER 17

PRESENT – SPIKE

“ Y ou know you’re too fuckin’ angry to deal with this right now,” Cade says, giving me a look.

“No, I’m not,” I growl. “Now tell me what you know.”

“Spike, buddy, have a drink and sit yeah?” Granger says, shoving a beer at me.

I take it and pop the top, before bringing it to my lips and swallowing. It does help, and with each sip, I feel calmer. Fuck, what was I thinking, speaking to Ciara like that? It was fucked up. She didn’t deserve that, not at all. It ain’t her fault she’s in this position, it’s equally mine. I just reacted so badly, givin’ her mixed signals. She got abused for wanting to take that pill, then she got shoved away because she didn’t take it.

Fuck, I’m a cunt. Seriously, a cunt. I swallow more beer, and then I turn to the group. We came to the city to get the final information on our deal with Hogan’s men. We finally got it too, we got some of his contacts. Now all we have to do is send someone in to make a deal, and then we have his location.

“I’m good,” I say. “Tell me what we’ve got.”

“We got his inside sources, now all we gotta do is make the deal,” Granger says.

“Who are we sendin’ in?”

“One of my guys, Junior,” Cade says.

“Can he be trusted?” I ask, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

“Yeah, he’s shown his loyalty.”

I nod. “When’s he goin’ in?”

“He’s making contact with the guy tonight. We should know more by morning.”

“What’s our plan of action once we get the location of Hogan?” Jackson asks.

“Are we going in as a stealth attack, or an all-out brawl?” Granger asks.

“He’s got quite a club. We can’t risk just jumpin’ in for the attack. We have to be smart about it,” I say.

Jackson crosses his arms. “If we kill him, we’re going to end up with a fuck load of members after us.”

I nod. “That’s why we’re gonna be discreet. I’m thinkin’ a car bomb.”

“You wanna fuckin’ blow the club?” Cade asks, horrified.

“Yeah, I wanna blow the fuckin’ club. If we can make sure he’s in it, then we can make sure him and a mass of his guys are taken down in one hit.”

“It’s not a bad idea,” Muff says. “It will reduce numbers.”

“And keep us anonymous,” Granger adds.

“You don’t think he’s goin’ to know it was you?” Cade asks.

“He might, but he’ll be dead,” I snort.

Cade laughs. “Yeah, what about the other guys?”

“No, I doubt it.”

“So we go in, plant a car and just blow it?” Jackson says.

“Yeah.”

“What about Old Ladies?” Granger adds.

“What about them?” I growl. “He didn’t care about shootin’ my wife’s brains out. I’m not goin’ to fuckin’ think about his. This is fuckin’ war, it ain’t a walk in the fuckin’ park.”

Granger nods. “No problems, Prez. Cool it.”

“I’m going to see Ciara, you boys keep me updated with the deal tonight.”

I stand and crush out my cigarette.

“On it,” Cade says.

They all nod at me, and I turn and walk toward my room. When I get in Ciara is curled up in bed, out to the world, lookin’ a cute as a fuckin’ kitten. I feel like a jerk.

I walk over, stopping beside the bed and starin’ down at her. She’s breathing deeply, her blonde hair fanned out over the pillow. I know I hurt her tonight, and I’ll make up for it. I won’t let her think this is on her, ‘cause it ain’t. I shrug out of my jacket, and then I strip out of my clothes. My cock is raw from all the fucking I’ve been doing, but shit, I’d go again. Ciara, she’s a wildcat. Fuck, I never knew she was so adventurous.

When I’m naked, I pull the sheets back and climb into the bed. Ciara groans and moves.

I press my lips to her shoulder, and she whimpers.

Time to make it better.

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