Juice pushed his bike as fast as it would go in an attempt to escape their pursuers, it was dangerous manoeuvre with the speeds they were already travelling at down the highway but they just had to get away from the people in the car pursuing them.

He was certain that he had seen Stahl in the passenger side of the car as it had raced towards he and Angel and for a horrible moment he was back in Stockton infirmary with her watching as Dion had raped him and then again in the warehouse where Dion had hurt him again both times on her orders.

The rendezvous point that they were meeting Angels father and the Mayans at was another good ten minutes away and he just prayed as hard as he could that they would make it and that nothing went wrong like him crashing the bike or something.

As they sped down the highway Angel clung to Juice as tightly as she dared for she knew that the speed they were going at was dangerous but like Juice she was desperate to escape. She did not want to have to go back to the warehouse and she was certain that she could not survive another day there and be murdered by those gang members still living if they caught the pair of them and she hated to think what would be done to Juice.

The miles of road and countryside sped past as they neared the place that she had arranged with her father over the phone to meet and she prayed that he would be there with more a few of his riders. The car pursuing them eating up the road and gaining more ground as it bore down on them and just for a moment she thought they were not going to make it but suddenly the turning they were looking for came into view and then Angel felt the bike tilting too far sideways as Juice took the corner at too fast a speed and she screamed as she felt the bike slid under them.

XxX

Alveraz raced his bike down the highway towards the place his daughter had arranged to meet him and the rest of his MC, his mind still trying to accept that his daughter, his Angel would soon be back within the safety of his arms and he was determined that she would not be taken from him again. His thoughts turned to the Son who had found her.

Juice, the Sons intelligence officer who was also one of Angels patients at the hospital where she worked, he felt an anger within him that his daughter had been put at risk because of the Sons even though logically he knew that it was not the young man's fault but that of the psychotic ex FBI agent who had given orders for Angel to be taken.

He heard the sound of another bike approaching from the opposite direction of the highway and he could tell from the tone and sound of the engine that it was travelling at a fast speed towards them, as he and his men came around the bend he spotted the bike with its two riders just as the bike took the turning too quickly ad heard the scream of the passenger riding bitch on the back as the bike tilted sideways and slid along the tarmac.

XxX

The bike slid for what felt forever before it came to a stop with a resounding crash at the side of the highway, dust spilling in all directions as both rider and passenger spilled off the bike, rolling and tumbling over the tarmac and onto the hard shoulder.

Alveraz and his crew could only watch in shock as they rode as fast and as safely as they could towards the downed bike. Neither the rider nor the passenger moved for a moment as they lay in the dirt at the side of the road and for a moment Alveraz feared that both were dead but ever so slowly he noticed the rider begin to try and rise from the dirt and make his way towards the downed passenger who was yet still unmoving.

At that moment another vehicle came into view as they saw the rider reach the passenger and they saw two men leap from the car running towards the injured biker and passenger both men pulling out guns and aiming it at the biker and the passenger who was still unmoving on the ground. He was aware of several of his riders reaching into their kuttes to pull out their handguns as he himself was and he saw one of the two men ahead of them who was aiming at the downed biker take aim and as if from a distance greater than that from which they were riding towards them the sound of the gun being fired.

XxX

Jax threw a dirty rag he had used to wipe the oil from his hand down in anger when he realised that Juice was not anywhere on the TM lot, he had told the nerd that he wanted him to stick around today as he needed the man to actually do his job as the intelligence officer for the club for once and not to pass it on to Phil who Jax knew had been covering for Juice for quite a while now and as much as he did not want to do what he was about to do he knew for the safety of the club that he had no choice. Spotting the unruly curly hair of Tig just under the bonnet of a car he called to him.

"Tig get everyone to the table that is here there is a matter we have to discuss."

Tig glanced up at Jax's words and saw the grim determined look on his prez's face and thought to himself, 'Fuck whatever it is it is not good.'

"Sure Jax but I think that Juice is not back yet."

Jax glared back at the older man.

"Juice is what we are going to be discussing."

Jax marched away from Tig towards the clubhouse and for a moment the older man felt a small minute flicker of panic for Juice but only for a moment. He knew that the outcome was not going to good of this impromptu meeting and although he felt for Juice despite his hard unfeeling exterior he showed to everyone he knew that there was a chance that they would be losing a member this day.