Chapter Eight: Vincent-AKA-Storm
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It’s been three days since she was taken and I’m about to lose my sanity. Thane has someone deliver the motorcycle so that it made the deadline, but I didn’t care about that right now. When this was all over I would have to figure out my reaction to this girl, but that could wait. Tristan is handling the clubs day to day operations while Taylor and I look for her with Thane. Thane has two of his bouncers helping us look as well.
Thane looks about as bad as I do and I can understand his reaction now. Turns out that Crisa Rose is Thane’s younger sister and he has always protected her. When she started to build the empire that she has now she brought him and his two best friends along. Not only is she his sister, but he feels like he owes her everything. He was just a mechanic in some hick town and now he is Vice President of a company that is growing rapidly. He has called in a few favors to try and find her, but we still aren’t getting anywhere. Today I pulled the entire club to help look and everyone was told to show or they knew the consequences.
When we were about to head out and look Thane got a call from a local hospital and all of our hearts stopped. When he finally took a breath I could tell that she was the one calling and that she was safe. Thane got off the phone and filled us in so we all headed to the hospital. Thinking back on it now if I hadn’t been so worried about her I would have noticed that Deacon was being more jittery than normal.
When we finally got to the hospital we found her outside by herself. You could see she wasn’t happy that there was a crowd here, but she wasn’t going to freak out about it. Then her face just morphed into something murderous and she launched herself at Deacon. I didn’t know what was going on and didn’t have much time to react so I just reached out and grabbed her. In hindsight that probably wasn’t the best thing to do since she had just been kidnapped, but she just relaxed into my arms and I held her for a minute. When I let her go she was jumping on Taylor’s bike and taking off with ease.
Taylor was pissed, but I was in awe of this girl she could throw a mean punch, she just escaped a kidnapper with another girl, and she could ride a motorcycle. I think I might have to marry that girl. Wait where did that thought come from? I don’t know this girl and I definitely am not ready to settle down with one girl. As much as it kills me the boys and I go back to the club to take care of business while Thane goes after Crisa. We make a plan to meet the next day to talk to her about what happened and see if she knew who took her.
The next morning I took Tristan with me to the meeting while Taylor took care of business. You could tell that she didn’t want to tell us what happened, but she told us of the screams she would hear and about how she was locked in a room by herself. I was thankful that she wasn’t harmed, but she was angry and you could see the fury radiating in her eyes. She claims to not know who took her and my gut tells me that she is lying. I’ll let it go for now, but she will tell me who took her.
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