Sons of Mayhem 3: War and Vengeance (8 page)
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Authors: Nikki Pink
Jase
They piled into the truck. Gauge put it in gear and started driving far too slowly. Jase, Bottle, and Lonnie peered out the back window. There was an orange glow and a plume of smoke billowing up.
“Holy shit boys!” Lonnie said, his face still warped wide by his leering grin.
“Fuckheads won’t mess with Mayhem again,” said Bottle.
“It won’t bring Brodie back, but fuck, I feel a whole fuckin’ lot better,” said Jase.
Gauge’s rough voice was calm, “It’s not over yet boys. And once the adrenaline wears off you’re going to feel like shit. We’ve gotta work fast, get this shit off.”
“Drive a bit faster then,” said Bottle.
“I’m doing sixty already. Let’s not get in a police chase, okay?”
Jase peered at the speedometer. He really was doing sixty. Didn
’t feel like it though.
They got to the warehouse in fifteen minutes, and by the time they
’d left the edge of town they still hadn’t seen a single police car or fire truck. Gauge had ordered half a dozen vacant houses burned down over the previous few days, and had the pledges make a dozen different calls a day to the cops reporting non-existent shootings all over town. The boy had cried wolf dozens of times that week, and it had bought them a lot of extra time.
“The cops are slow to react. But they
are
going to come to us. Let’s make sure we’re ready for them.”
There were murmurs of agreement.
When they got to the warehouse Gauge drove around to the back. He pointed the truck towards the sheet metal wall and the headlights lit up the dirt lot and the water faucet and hose.
The men piled out and immediately began to strip. They smelled of smoke, gunpowder and death. They tossed all their clothes into a big pile until they were all naked. The four nude, muscled, tattooed killers huddled around the water faucet. Jase grabbed it and sprayed each of them with the cold water until they were soaked, before turning it on himself.
“Fuck that’s cold.”
“My balls just disappeared.”
“I never would have signed up if I’d known about this shit!”
The complaints were good natured and they laughed. Jase handed each of them the odor-removing soap and a wash cloth, and they got to work, covering their bodies in a soapy lather.
“Do your hair real good,” Gauge warned in a voice that sounded like a growl, vigorously rubbing his own bald head and goatee beard in demonstration. “It absorbs smell like a motherfucker.”
Jase rubbed the suds all through his hair, hoping it would remove any taint of smoke or gasoline. When he was done he held the hose over his head and ran his hand through his hair repeatedly to remove the soap.
He shivered violently as he held the hose for each of the other men in turn, running his eyes over their bodies for anything that would give them away.
Gauge walked off, striding confidently as if he walked around balls-out all the time. A minute later he was back with the giant ice-hockey bag they
’d stashed their regular clothes in and four big towels.
They dried off under the bright lights of the truck, and quickly pulled their clothes back on. They piled back inside and Gauge opened the glove-box and pulled out a bottle of whisky.
“Fuck yeah,” said Lonnie, his face still stretched wide by his never ending smile.
Gauge made to hand it over then paused a moment.
“Get out a minute, everyone.”
“Why?”
They were already doing as he’d requested. They’d agreed to trust Gauge today and he hadn’t let them down so far.
“Your hair. You guys have all got wet hair. Why the fuck would you all have wet hair at a wake. Pretty suspicious.”
“Should we cut it off?” asked Bottle.
Lonnie laughed.
“And that wouldn’t be suspicious? Use your noggin, Bottle.”
“Nah.” Gauge grinned. “Whisky showers. It’s the only answer.”
Everyone laughed as Gauge proceeded to pour whisky over each of their heads, except his own.
“Now go smoke some cigarettes. Get the smell of that fuckin’ soap off. We’re supposed to be dirty bikers not English princesses.”
“Hey—” started Lonnie.
“Except you. You’re an English princess. An English princess with shitty, smoky, whisky-reeking hair.”
Lonnie laughed. “Like Princess Margaret?”
“Who?”
“What?”
Lonnie sighed.
“Never mind.”
They piled back into the van, closed the windows, lit four cigarettes and did their best to make themselves smell like a bunch of dirty bikers.
Nicole
When it was almost time we drained our glasses and stood up from the table.
“What’s that?” asked Lucy.
“What?”
“Listen.”
Then I heard the sirens. I gulped. I had been hoping I wouldn
’t have to talk to the police. Maybe I wouldn’t have to, but it seemed increasingly likely. For the thousandth time that week I wondered what I’d gotten myself into, and for the thousandth time I remembered Jase.
I watched as Lucy pulled off the t-shirt and dropped it onto the table. Together we both kicked off our shoes and wriggled out of our jeans.
The sirens got louder and then we heard the thumping of boots flying up the metal staircase. As we heard footsteps rapidly approaching I prayed it wasn’t the police.
The door swung open and Bottle and Jase came flying in.
“Are you okay?” I asked
Jase was beaming and his only response was to push himself against me, giving me a kiss that left me shaking.
Why does he taste of cigarettes? And he’s reeking of whisky.
“We’re good. It’s done.”
I looked at Lucy and she was smiling. It wasn’t exactly a smile of happiness, in fact it was kind of scary. But still, she was smiling.
Jase and Bottle both quickly removed their boots, and then Jase pulled off his jacket and shirt. I pressed my hands against his torso and then welcomed his embrace. I felt him undo the clasp of my bra and then our bare chests were pressed together.
Outside I heard thumping on the stairs again.
“Quick.”
Jase pushed me hard and I flew onto the bed, the shock of the movement making me gasp. I saw Bottle stare at Lucy confused, before she gave him a shove and he lay on the bed beside me.
Jase pulled his jeans and underwear down while I wriggled out of mine. A moment later he yanked me forward so my ass was at the edge of the bed, and lifted my legs onto his shoulders. He entered me roughly sending a shudder to run through my body.
Will we ever do this slowly?
I looked to my side and I saw Lucy had pulled open Bottle
’s jeans. My eyes met hers as she took him in her mouth and the trailer door burst open.
I let out a scream. The law enforcement officers were pointing handguns at us. Lucy lifted her head up and looked over her shoulder with an annoyed look.
Jase held himself inside me as he turned to look behind. “Ever hear of knocking? We’re busy.”
T
hey didn’t laugh. Soon we were re-dressed and heading to the sheriff’s office.
***
Jase had promised that the plan would be foolproof. And it turned out it was. No Sons were arrested or charged.
But the plan hadn’t taken the asshole sheriff into account.
END OF PART THREE
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