Predators MC: Stand Off Part 23

Casey tried to be quiet so she wouldn't disturb them. Opening the refrigerator, she chose bottled water. She turned and b.u.mped into a bare chest, and an arm went around her waist.

"Where you going? Stay and keep me company." The look in Lizard's eyes brought dread to her stomach.

Startled, Casey broke free. "No, thanks. I'll wait for Max in his bedroom." She moved toward the end of the counter but found her way blocked by Snake.

"He's not back yet, but he don't mind sharing. Isn't that right, Lizard?"

"Yep, we all share the b.i.t.c.hes." Lizard picked her up, carrying her across the floor.

Casey, more frightened now than when she had stood in the bank earlier today with a gun pointed at her head, began to fight in earnest.

"What you fighting for? You give it up to Max. h.e.l.l, there isn't a p.u.s.s.y in this clubhouse we haven't shared with each other."

Casey tried to kick out at his stomach when he laid her back onto the pool table.

"We've got a feisty one!" Lizard dodged her shoe, wedging himself between her thighs.

"Come on, show us some t.i.t." The front of her blouse was torn open from her struggles.

Stump woke up as she struggled. Sitting, he held his head in his hands.

"What are you doing, Lizard, Snake?" Stump winced from the sound of his own voice.

"Stop it!" Casey yelled. "Max will kill you if you touch me," Casey threatened.

The two men laughed. Even Stump leaned back on the couch, laughing while he held his head.

"Max is the one who told us we could f.u.c.k you." Lizard reached for her breast.

Casey turned her head on the pool table, managing to grab the pool stick. Swinging it upward, she hit Lizard with the stick as hard as she could.

"Get off me!" she screamed hysterically.

The clubhouse door opened, and Max, Ice, and Jackal came in the door. Fade and the rest of the bikers came out of their rooms at Max's bellow. Lizard stood, backing away from Casey as she practically threw herself off the pool table.

"What happened?" Max took a step forward yet stepped back when Casey brandished the pool stick at him.

"Lizard tried to force himself on me!"

"I f.u.c.king did not! I was only playing around," Lizard defended himself, taking a step farther away from her.

"You liar. Why would I want you to touch me?" Casey turned from Lizard toward Max. "Lizard said you told them they could have me." Casey saw the look in his eyes and knew Lizard hadn't lied. "Oh... G.o.d. You b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Why?" she screamed at him.

"Why wouldn't he? You used him to steal from us. You would have f.u.c.ked Stump that night if Max hadn't stopped you," Lizard gloated in her pale face. "He made you want him, didn't he? No one f.u.c.ks over a Predator. It was him that came up with the plan to make you beg for his d.i.c.k then toss you to us when he was finished with you." He grabbed his d.i.c.k suggestively. "Don't worry, s.l.u.t, I've got enough to satisfy that c.u.n.t of yours."

"Shut up, Lizard! Your f.u.c.king d.i.c.k will get fed to you in a minute if you don't zip that hole closed," Max threatened.

Casey felt as if the world had stopped spinning on its axis. All the love she had been growing over the past months had been built on the illusion that Max had forgiven her. Instead, she had been a made a fool of in front of all the Predators.

She felt them all staring at her. Humiliated, she covered her mouth with her hand, biting her lip so she couldn't cry out at the pain tearing apart her heart.

Max had been going to give her to the Predators in retribution for her deceit. He was going to shake her off like dust from his boots, leaving her to become a club wh.o.r.e.

She took a step forward, placing one foot in front of the other.

"Wait, please let me explain..." Max tried to touch her arm as she pa.s.sed him.

Casey ignored the wounded expression on his face, unaware that he had lowered his pride to reach out to her in front of the ruthless bikers.

She raised the pool stick threateningly. "Stay away from me."

"It's the middle of the night. At least let me take you home."

"Why do you care?" Casey laughed bitterly. "I can get myself home." Steadily, she walked outside, letting the door close slowly behind her.

Max stared at Lizard who was weaving drunkenly on his feet.

"Max..." Ice cleared his throat, breaking the silence of the clubhouse.

"KC?"

"Yes, Max?" KC wound his way through the crowd.

"Do me a favor and follow her home."

"Sure thing." KC threw Ice a worried glance as he pa.s.sed.

"Max... Let's take this outside to the backyard," Jackal began, but it was already too late. The temper Max was famous for exploded on Lizard, Snake, Stump, and anyone else who tried to intervene.

"Not the f.u.c.king bar!" Jackal yelled when Max tossed Lizard over the counter, smas.h.i.+ng all the liquor bottles.

He picked up one of the stools, going behind the counter to use it to beat Lizard.

"You'll kill him... Max, back off." Ice ran behind Max, putting an arm around his neck and trying to pull him back.

Jackal tried to reach over the counter and take the stool away, but he had to dodge it when Max swung it at him. Ice and Max fell backward into the wall, leaving a ma.s.sive hole in the plaster.

"I'm going to kill the motherf.u.c.ker then p.i.s.s on him!" Max roared in fury.

"You should have told us you changed your mind about sharing her." Snake staggered to his feet, holding his broken nose. He froze when Max broke away from Ice.

"Run!" Jackal and Ice both yelled as Max charged forward.

Stump turned, running for his life.

"s.h.i.+t!" Jackal ran to Ice's office when Max caught Stump by his long braid, jerking him off his feet. Max felt the skin on his knuckles split when he bashed his fist against Stump's mouth.

A shock of electricity coursed through his body, knocking him to the floor.

"That's enough, Jackal!" Ice ordered. "Fade, knock him out as soon as Jackal stops!"

"f.u.c.k, no! I'm not going near that crazy f.u.c.ker."

Ice took the gun Fade tossed him, going to Max who was trying to get up. He slammed the gun down on the back of his neck, and Max fell back to the floor, unconscious.

"Hurry. Tie him up and toss him on his bed before he comes to," Ice ordered, wiping the blood away from the corner of his mouth.

"Do we have to? I don't want to be near him if he comes to before we can tie his hands." Fade cautiously moved closer with a couple of brothers sliding behind him as backup.

"Jackal, bring the SUV to the front. We have to get some of them to the ER."

They ended up taking two vehicles. Once there, they blamed their injuries on bike crashes.

"They all wrecked their bikes?" the nurse quizzed Ice as she noted their injuries.

"Yeah, they were hit by a semi."

Chapter 23.

Max banged on Casey's door. He was fed up with her ignoring his calls and not answering when he came by her apartment. It had been three days, and they needed to talk to get things settled between them.

"Can I help you?" Max dropped his fist from the door, turning to see the dark-skinned woman he recognized from the bank Casey worked at.

"I'm trying to get Casey to open her door." He knew she wasn't at work, since the bank had a large sign outside stating it was closed for repairs and directing the customers to another branch.

"She's not there." The attractive woman stepped forward. "I'm Gianna, a friend of Casey's. You're her stepbrother, Max, aren't you?"

He gave an abrupt nod.

She held up the key in her hand, inserting it into the lock and opening the door.

Max went inside the eerily quiet apartment. He went through the rooms, checking to make sure she wasn't there, before returning to the living room where Gianna was standing with a somber expression on her face.

"Where is she?"

Gianna placed her purse on the kitchen counter, tilting her head to the side. "You don't know?"

Max shook his head.

"Casey's moved away. She came by my house two days ago and gave me the key to her apartment." Sadly, she stared around the apartment. "She asked me if I would clean out her apartment and sell everything then give the money to her mother."

Max had expected to find Casey and have a ma.s.sive fight before making up, not to find her gone. He looked around the living room before going back into her bedroom. Opening her drawers, he found her clothes still inside. She had even left her cell phone on the nightstand. Picking it up, he slid it into his pocket before going back into the other room.

"Do you know where she was going?"

She shook her head. "She wouldn't tell me..." Her voice broke off. "She just said she was leaving town after she gave her statement to the police."

She had left town without taking one item with her as far as he could tell. The only things gone were the pictures of her and Cole that had hung on her wall.

"Thank you. If you hear from her, will you give me a call?" Max went into Casey's kitchen where she kept a pad of paper and a pen. Scrawling his number down, he handed the slip of paper to Gianna.

"I'm going to miss her," Gianna said, slipping the paper into her purse. "She talked to the head branch so I could be trained as the president when the bank reopens. She could have given that job to anyone, but she made sure it was locked in place for me."

Max's hands clenched by his side.

"If she contacts you, call me," he reminded her.

"I will, but Max, I don't think she will. There was something wrong. She wouldn't tell me what it was... I tried to talk to her, but Casey's never been one to let anyone get too close."

Max knew Casey didn't have many friends, but he had believed she had someone she would confide in. Gianna had dispelled that illusion.

There was only one person who had the information he needed, and it was long overdue for them to have a talk.

"Where is she?" Max asked his stepmother as she painted her fingernails.

"Who?" Renee looked up at him from her seat on the couch.

Max retained his temper out of respect to his father, who was standing next to him after letting him inside.

"Casey? Where is she?"

"How would I know? I haven't seen her in months, not since she tried to get the Predators arrested." She finished painting one hand and waved it in the air. "Have you tried calling her?"

"Yes, she's not answering her calls. Casey asked her friend to sell all her things and to give you the money."

The greedy excitement in her eyes before she concealed her expression disgusted Max. How could the woman not be concerned for her daughter, who had disappeared without a trace?

"Where would she go?"

"How should I know? She never tells me s.h.i.+t." Renee shrugged. "Casey will turn up." She began painting her other hand. "Don't worry about her. She knows how to take care of herself."

Max wanted to shake the woman; instead, he went outside to stand on the porch.

"I'll talk to her and find out if she has any idea where Casey could be," Mugg said, coming outside to stand next to him.

"Find out what you can. If I talk to her any longer..." Max took a good look at his father's worn expression. "Everything okay?"

"We're not exactly getting along right now. Renee bought an expensive ring I told her we couldn't afford. I barely have enough to pay the bills this month."