Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4)
Chapter 20 (Killer and River)
“Find my daughter Kevin.”
“Yes Sir,” I say into my phone before ending the call.
Marcus Bray is a man that I respect. A man that has connections in places that not even my brother Michael has, and he is friends with the President.
Three weeks we have searched for Beggar and my sister.
I am on a thread of a needle.
My body beckoning me to join the murderous rampage Vincent is on in search of Kylie.
My last option was Marcus Bray, Kylie's father. A week ago I visited him in his Penthouse, I told him the truth, disregarding Vincent and Michael's objection.
And like I thought he came through.
I stare at the address I wrote on the palm of my hand then I look at all my brothers and our women who are all ready to go do murder.
“We got an address,” I yell at them all and the room heightens with vengeance.
Tonight we will shed blood. Tonight we will deliver Judgment and a one way ticket to Satan and his depths of hell.
“Tonight we do what we are born to do. We don't feel, we don't talk, we deliver our vengeance. We give them death, no life spared. Understood!” I yell at the men and women in the room. Tracking their eager expressions.
“Yes Sir,” they scream, standing with their hands behind their backs.
I feel a tinge of something. Pride. These are soldiers, through and through.
Zero comes to mind and I shoot him a text quickly with the address and to meet us there.
He has been searching everywhere, riding out for days with no rest. He fires off a reply FCK, B THER IN A CPLE HRS.
River steps forward, as I slip my phone in my pocket taking my position to the back of him.
“When I FIRST stepped foot in the Kanla Chapter, I had the knowledge that you were all Special Ops and Military. Our government's best operatives. For a while, I only knew that to be true with a select few. Today I stand here I bear witness to that knowledge. Let's RIDE.”
The room erupts in flashes as everybody gets ready. The hidden gun stacks behind the T.V and the others in the walls safe start coming out.
I walk through the house and up to my room and fetch my sniper's rifle, three black hunter knives, and a box of ammunition.
my black bag and zip it up, strapping it to
emptiness of The
Satan Sniper's
a ride for the finish
have watched men bleed until their very souls have twisted and turned,
have seen death in numbers of a thousand. I’ve faced off with killers who fight for things they know
a country
have experienced life and love and all those
watched my father die as he took his last breath with so much hate
line but with my brothers and our women at the back and the throttle of the
it waits for me, screaming its penance on my sins. I’m choking with the vibration of the engine between my
brothers
I never
we ride for our right, but mostly tonight we ride for our freedom. And we don’t
have become- Chaining ourselves to each other and we
Satan Snipers, today as we unite as one we conquer, because when
ones who have wronged. We will pass
merciless as
Snipers and tonight we will reap vengeance
stop just outside the old broken down warehouse. I line my bike slowing
my rear as we stop. I pull my helmet off my head and
itch for the flesh of my enemy. My heart thumps for the end when
fuckin' quiet,” Killer
like an ambush, did you check the fuckin' ammo, I say we go in hot,”
first, there's no need waiting around here,” Spade volunteers as fucking always, never met a man who likes a fight more than the
you and Knight go through the front.” I stare at
brother’s death on my conscious
look at the big meaty brother, Bull who is on my left and rub a
the drain, two meters to the
two women Mercy and After stand in front of me, waiting for my instruction, I can
quick and quiet. I want ammo set up in the corners of the block. I got a feeling we
move,” I say
duck down, run toward the
Killer go toward