Jax got out of the shower about twenty minutes later.
He wrapped the towel Maureen gave him around his waist.
He walked across the hall into his and Alaina's temproary room.
She was not in there.
Not giving a shit that he was still in just a towel, he went down the hall and into the living room where Maureen was watching tv with her daughter, Trinity.
"Maureen, where's Alaina? "
"She just went across the street to get me some more smokes. She should be back any second now," she gave him a comforting smile.
"Okay. Thank you."
"You're welcome. Have a good night."
"You too."
He went back to the room, and got dressed.
His duffel bag began to vibrate.
He dug around his bag until he found his phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, daddy."
A huge smile made its way to his face.
He laid back onto the bed.
"Hey, my little monster. Are you having fun?"
"Yeah. Me and grandma are having lots of fun. Tomorrow uncle Jury is taking us to the aquarium," his voice bursting with excitement.
"That's awesome, buddy. I wish I was going with you."
"Me too. Is Alaina there? I want to talk to her, daddy."
"Ah, she's busy right now, Abel. I'll make sure she talks to you tomorrow, okay?"
Abel let out a weary sigh.
"Okay. Bye daddy."
"Bye. I love you."
He heard Abel hand over the phone to his grandmother.
"Hey, baby."
"Hi, mom."
"How is it going in Ireland?"
"It's going good. McGee is taking us to see a guy who used to be Galen's second in command tomorrow morning."
"Jesus Christ. Please be careful."
"Always."
The door to the bedroom opened. A worried looking Opie poked his head inside.
"Hey man, sorry to interrupt. But, Ryan just came in from outside. Someone just took Alaina."
Jax put his phone down.
"What? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Just come into the kitchen. Ryan saw it all."
He nodded, and put the phone back to his ear.
"Jax, is everything.."
"Sorry to cut this short mom, but I gotta go."
"Baby wait, what happened?"
He just hung up and went into the kitchen.
"Where's Alaina? What the fuck did you see," Jax confronted Ryan with his fists clenched.
" I was getting ready to leave when I saw a black SUV pull up in front of the supermarket. One man tossed Alaina into the car. By the time I made it to my bike to follow them, it was already too late. I'm sorry I couldn't do more, man. ", he sympathized as he stared at the Redwood's president.
"Did you at least get the plate number?"
" Yeah."
He showed him the black ink onto his hand.
Jax shook his head, and moved even closer to him.
"Ryan, if you're lying to me, you might as well take your gun, put it in your fucking mouth and pull the trigger. Because it will be useless if you hide. Because I will find you and kill you."
Opie and Tig pulled Jax back from Ryan.
"Hold off on the death threats, Jax. You're accusing a fellow brother. McGee, do you have any connections to crooked cops?", Tig looked at McGee, still having a hand against Jax's chest.
"Absolutely. I'll call my brother, William. He can pull up an address in minutes."
Jax moved past the large group of men. He kicked open the door to the bedroom, and walked over to the bed. He slid open the clip of his gun, making sure he had a full clip. He moved the loaded piece back into the weapon, and moved the gun to the back of his jeans.
The blood from my wound was making me light headed.
I kept my eyes on the sadistic Irishman.
"You're doing all this shit because Jax ended your work relationship?"
"It's not just that, Alaina. I have been in business with the Sons for twenty years. Once Jackson Teller comes walking through that warehouse door, I will kill him. And Clay Morrow will be back at the head of that table."
"You and Clay planned this? Killing Jax?"
"Jax sure got himself a smart one. Yes, sweetheart. That's our plan. "
I shook my head in disgust.
"I have you here for two reasons though. Leverage, obviously. And to rip the flesh from your bones. Help ignite the fire under Teller's ass."
"Trust me, Galen. You lit the fire once you tried to blow up the clubhouse. Now, you did this. You got a full on explostion."
He walked over to a table in the corner of the warehouse.
He unrolled a carrier of blades.
He pulled out the longest machete.
"Wait until Jax gets here. All of you will be fucked!"
He turned around, dragging the machete on the warehouse floor. When he was close enough, he held the sharpened machete to my left arm.
"The only one who will be fucked is you."
He scraped the machete up my arm, peeling off the first layer of my skin.
I screamed, trying to force away the excruciating pain.
"You son of a bitch!"
He flipped the bloodied blade in his hand so he was holding the opposite side.
He thrusted his arm back behind his head, and hit me with the handle.
I opened my mouth, which poured out a generous amount of blood.
"This one's got a mouth on her, am I right?", Galen looked at his men.
They all nodded.
"She sure does, sir," one of them replied.
"Why don't we put that mouth to good use?"
Diana Larson sat down on her and her husband's rented hotel room bed.
Richard came back in, and smiled at his wife.
"What are you so happy about?"
"I got some good news, Di."
"Alaina finally came to her senses, and is moving back home," she guessed.
"Well, not that good of news."
"Okay. What is it?"
"I was put onto the Atf's team. I'm telling you, this Jax guy will fuck up, and I will be there to put him behind bars. Once Alaina sees him for what he really is, she will be done with him."
"Like you said she would be done with Matt? It took a staged accident for her to realize what kind of man he really was."
Richard looked away from the dresser mirror and over at his wife.
"What did you just say? A staged accident? Matthew was killed in that accident! Our daughter was in that damn car! What the fuck were you thinking!," He crossed the room, and grabbed the lamp by his wife. He tossed it at the nearest wall, making her jump.
"I was thinking I wanted to save my daughter from ruining her life. Like she might be now. When I used the restroom in the clubhouse, I found a positive pregnancy test in the trash. It could be Alaina's."
His mind didn't zone in on the possibility of his daughter being pregnant. But the terrifying idea that his wife was a murderer.
"You killed someone,Diana. What is wrong with you?"
"Don't you dare judge me, Richard. You even said yourself it was a blessing that he is no longer in her life."
"Diana, when I see Alaina again, I'm telling her everything."
"I'll tell her about your plan to have her boyfriend locked up. "
"Go ahead. At least I don't plan on killing the man."
Richard stormed to the front door, and slammed it behind him.