Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies novel Chapter 104

!!!! **** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS GUNS/WEAPONS, VIOLENCE, TALK OF TORTURE, AND CHILD ABUSE! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! **** !!!!

Kylian/Karma’s P.O.V.

~Before the rescue ~

“You actually came alone,” she said, the woman who contacted me two days ago for this meeting.

“You requested it, Officer Jones,” I replied tightly.

Officer Shelia Jones has been on the force for nearly twenty years. She’s in her early 40s and looks great for her age. Tight figure, long blonde hair, nice perky rack, pretty hazel eyes. She’s gorgeous, but dangerous. Because she’s a fu.cking cop.

“Still didn’t think you would,” she mumbled before looking around.

We met a few towns over in a dark, intimate bar. I hated it. Didn’t realize what the place was until I got here. I have no idea if this woman is trying to seduce me, or maybe she has orders to kill me. Regardless, she told me she had info on Luna, and I was grasping at straws for more leads. So, here we are.

“You came alone too,” I said. I checked before walking in here. If she has someone watching us, they’re good at hiding. I seriously doubt there’s anyone here helping her though. Cops always think they’re good at going undercover. They’re not. They’re always obvious. Stiff, looking around, alone. Easy to detect, but I saw nothing at all that raised suspicion.

“If anyone knew I was here with you… I’d be dead,” Officer Jones replied, a smile on her face, but her eyes were sad.

“I’m sure you would be, Officer Jones.” I replied, my voice calm.

“Please, call me Shelia,” she said.

“Shelia, you said you had info for me,” I said, getting right to the point.

“I do,” she replied, nodding before throwing back the rest of the drink she had. “I’ll get on with it, so you don’t have to keep waiting.”

I inspected her for a moment.

“You aren’t gonna try to get me to drink, or go somewhere with you?” I asked suspiciously.

“I want nothing in return from you, Karma,” she said. “I’m not here to trick you. Just here to give you information.”

“Alright then, spit it the fu.ck out,” I demanded.

Shelia sighed as she waved her glass in the air at the bartender. We were at a table, but it seemed like Shelia had been here for a while. I could tell she was a little tipsy, but there was more to it than that. Her body was tense. Not in the way that she was nervous about being here with me, but like she had given up and was waiting for something.

“They’re leaving with Luna and a couple of other kids tonight,” Shelia told me. Just like that. Said it all out loud like a fact. “You know the back–way out of town? Bear Creek Crossing? No one ever uses that road because it floods constantly. Well, used to.”

“Used to? Still does, doesn’t it?” I asked.

“They fixed the problem,” she told me.

“Who?” I pressed.

“SD, whoever that is,” she muttered. Just then, a new drink was set down in front of her. “Anyway,” she continued after the bartender walked away. “Sometime tonight, not sure when exactly, but you’ll find them on that road, leaving in a black van.”

“How did you even know we were looking for Luna?” I asked.

“We knew that she was from the reserve. We knew that you guys comforted the parents of the kids they took. We knew that your VP was close to Luna’s family,” she said. “I took my chances.”

I stared at her for a moment.

“How do I know I can trust you?” I asked.

“You don’t,” she replied before sipping her drink.

“Why are you doin‘ this?” I asked as I leaned over the table. “You been helpin‘ them all this time. They trust you enough to tell you sh.it. Why you just now speakin‘ out?”

Shelia smiled, but it didn’t reach her sȧd eyes. She looked at her glass as she ran her finger around the rim.

“My reasons are shit,‘ she said softly, her voice cracking. “The money we’d been making from SD for doing this, for just keeping them protected was… Well, it paid for my house, my divorce, and all three of my kids‘ colleges. Money’s a powerful thing. Greed is a powerful thing. Nasty, but powerful.”

“Okay, so that explains why you did it, but not why you’re changin‘ your mind,” I replied.

“Found out I’ve got cancer,” she told me. “Stage four lung cancer. They gave me six months at the most. Then she looked up at me. “Told you my reasons were sh.it.”

I’ll say. She’s only developing a conscience now because she’s going to die.

Tell me everything you know,” I demanded.

~ During the rescue ~

Shelia was right. She better have fu.cking been. I would have killed her before the cancer got its chance if she had been fu.cking with me.

“What’s going on with you?” he asked.

gave him an incredulous look.

“What’s goin‘ on with me? What the hell do you mean?” I snapped, my anger rising. “We’re dealin‘ with a town full of cops that are helpin‘ traffic kids, we just found out our ol‘ lady has been abused in the worst ways possible, and everythin’s fallin‘ to sh.it! It was pure luck we got this tip about tonight! We still have no answers about Blythe! That a.sshole fu.ckin‘ branded his initials into her like some kind of fu.ckin‘ cattle, and we can’t even do anythin‘ about it! Now I got four missin‘ kids to help, and two minions to fu.ckin‘ torture!”

Psy.cho stood silently as I exploded. He was my best friend. He was going through all of this right beside me. He knew how I felt. He understood why I was so angry. I just can’t seem to blow past this anger. Not since finding that scar on Blythe.

It makes me sick to think about how much pain he put her through. I can’t even look at her right now. I know I’ve been avoiding her, and I’m sure she wants to know why, but… I don’t want to be angry with her. I don’t want to snap or say the wrong thing. I don’t know how to face her, how to ask her about what she went through, or how to tell her that I’m so fucking sorry for not being there when she needed us most.

“Are you done, because we have sh.it to do?” Psy.cho asked as he pointed a thumb at the clubhouse.

I gave him a flat look.

“Look, I know you’re pi.ssed,” he said. “We all are, but tonight was a win. No matter how you got the info, it worked out for us. I know you’re pi.ssed about that brand on Bly, but she’s doing better with us, Karma. She’s happy and safe with us, and we’ll get Sean and Daniel. Eventually, we’ll get them. We even have Luca’s help now.”

I know he’s right, but I just…

“I just want to do more for her,” I mumbled.

“Then stop ignoring her,” Psy.cho said.

“It’s hard to look at her…” I admitted.

“Is it?” He replied. “You haven’t even tried.”

He’s right. I haven’t.

“Let’s just go deal with this sh.it,” I said. “I can think about everythin‘ else later. You stayin‘?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “Kids are all gonna go home in the morning. We wanted to clean them up, and CG needed a little time to get the collars off without hurting them.”

“Then let’s go take care of these motherfu.ckers,” I ground out.

With that, we walked into the clubhouse, through the back. I unlocked the padlock on the door to the basement and walked down with Psy.cho right behind me. We made this place into a couple of makeshift cells. It’s not often we keep people down here for very long though. I don’t like keeping my enemies alive, let alone right under where my brothers and I sleep.

And there the two minions were, one in each cell, waiting for me to bring them their karma.