Shadow’s Heart (Devil’s Inferno MC #3)

Chapter Four

Wrath

W atching my brother break down in my Dad’s arms is one of the most painful things I think I’ve ever witnessed. His entire body is trembling with the force of his tears and emotions that are finally spilling free. I fucking hate that he’s going through this. I struggled when Flame was taken from me, but unlike my brother, I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve; I never fucking have. If I could take away his pain, I would in a nanosecond; unfortunately, I don’t have that option. Instead, I’m going to use every resource at my disposal to find Wreck and bring him home. Starting with all the members currently gathered here. If I have to, I’ll call in every favor I’m owed because I will do everything in my power to bring Wreck home to Shadow. Where he belongs.

Turning away from Shadow, who I know is in the best hands with our Dad. There’s no one better to help him right now. I lock eyes with Flame and immediately head in his direction, where he’s standing talking to Eagle. They’re probably discussing who could be behind this newest crisis. I’m not sure they’ll come up with anything though; this came totally out of the blue. The moment I’m within arms reach, Flame pulls me into his arms, hugging me tight and fuck if I didn’t need this. He always knows what I need before I do. People might assume needing this minute with my husband is a weakness, but it’s not. He’s my strength. He gives me strength to go on, and I need that right now. Having to tell Shadow what happened hurt my heart. I hate seeing my brother in so much distress.

“We’ll find him.” Flame whispers into my ear. He sounds so sure, and fuck, I need that reassurance right now because currently we have fucking nothing to go on. I can’t believe how little there is for us to follow; there isn’t one physical clue left behind. Our only hope right now is Tech finding something in the video footage he has access to, but I’m not holding my breath for good news there. These guys seem to have left nothing to chance. I’m not hopeful they wouldn’t have covered their tracks in the digital world just like they have in the physical one.

After taking a minute to compose myself, I pull back and turn to face the gathering crowd. My Dad and Shadow are now no longer in sight; if I had to guess, Dad’s taken him inside Devil’s Ink for some privacy. Shadow’s distraught state doesn’t need to be exposed any more than it already has. He deserves a fucking minute to try and wrap his head around what’s happened without becoming a sideshow everyone wants to watch.

“Right now we’ve got fucking nothing to help us find Wreck; Tech’s working his magic, but I need us to be proactive. So work your contacts, ask around town. Someone somewhere fucking knows something. Nothing else fucking matters until we find Wreck.”

Most of the members disperse and head for their rides as soon as it’s clear that I have nothing else to say right now. Each and every one of them has a look of utter determination on their faces despite the bad luck we’ve had at finding anything so far. That’s one of the things I love about my club; they all want to do whatever it takes to find our missing member. We’re not just a club; we’re a family, and family fights for family.

When it’s clear to me that everyone who is leaving has left, I look over the people who remain. Flame, my husband and Enforcer; Eagle, my SAA; Piston, my Road Captain; Ink, my Secretary; Rock, my Treasurer; and Blade, my Enforcer, who has Sera plastered to his side. I’m not even shocked about that; she needs her Ol’ Man right now. I can’t even imagine what it was like for her to be inside the safe room, watching what happened to Wreck and knowing she couldn’t do anything to help him. To my surprise, the one member I didn’t even realize had come out, Flash, is also here. He’s standing off to the side of where my Officers are gathered.

Flash has been looking after Jake, our Prospect who was shot protecting him when The Clubhouse was attacked by the former police chief and his goons earlier this year. It was touch and fucking go for a while whether Jake would pull through, and I didn’t for one moment believe that Flash should be anywhere other than with Jake; any of us would have done the same if someone had stepped in front of a bullet meant for us.

Flash walks over to me, looking just as pissed as the rest of us about the situation, and that doesn’t surprise me one bit. Flash is like me in the fact that he sees every member as family, and family means a lot to us both. The only difference is that Flash knows what it’s like to lose a family member. Flash doesn’t hide the fact that he misses his brother more than anything and wishes he’d kept his mouth shut about what he thought of his brother’s boyfriend, as it led to his brother leaving with said boyfriend and cutting off all contact with Flash.

“Wasn’t expecting you out here.” I say in the way of greeting. That earns me a chuckle from Flash.

“I didn’t have a choice; as soon as I got the message and told Jake what had happened, he couldn’t push me out the house fast enough. If he could have gotten past his overprotective brothers, I’m pretty sure he’d be here too. He didn’t look happy about having to stay behind at all.”

I can’t help but laugh at his words. Each and every time that I’ve spoken to Jake recently, all he’s done is complain about his brother’s being overprotective and not letting him come back to the MC until he’s fully healed. I can’t exactly blame them. They were so fucking close to losing their brother. I’d have been the same way if it was Shadow.

“Well, we fucking welcome all the help we can get. We’re currently flying blind right now. We had no warning this was coming.” I say and slap him on the shoulder.

Flash doesn’t say anything else; he just gives me a nod as his eyes fill with determination and heads towards his ride. No doubt he’s about to follow his own path to try and find a lead on Wreck. God, I hope someone has some fucking news soon. This sitting around and waiting fucking sucks. I want to be proactive. I want to find Wreck and bring him home, where he belongs.