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Kozik's POV
I shoved the door open as hard as I could. The room was empty. I dropped to my knees and cried out, "Shit!" Jax and Opie appeared in the doorway behind me.
Jax walked into the room and knelt, seeing a small spot of blood. "Ope, Koz, look, blood." Opie saw the blood and yelled in frustration. We were all hoping to find Charlotte here. But that asshole moved her. And made her bleed. They're going to pay for this.
I got up and stormed up the stairs. I got to James and pulled him up to get in his face. "Where the fuck is she?" I bellowed. I threw my fist into his face as hard as I could when he didn't answer. "Tell me where she is!" I shouted as I hurled him onto the floor against the wall.
Jax and Opie watched as I started to beat him. They knew how I felt and would have done the same for their old ladies. He finally caved, "Alright, alright. I'll tell you." He sat up and wiped the smeared blood from his face. "I've been thinking about that little tramp since she was ten. I convinced her mother to marry me so I could make sure I was close to her. I wanted her for myself until I realized I could make a nice profit off of her. Since then, I've been planning. Zobelle offered to help me get her back from that stupid chief of police and he lined up a buyer for me."
I was shocked. I couldn't more. I could barely breathe. They sold her? Where is she and what's happening to her?
"What kind of sick bastards are you?" Jax screamed as he nodded to Happy and Tig. They grabbed James, zip tied his hands and feet before taking him outside and throwing him into the van that Miles, Juice, and Half Sack drove over. Jax gave them instructions "Take this scum to the garage. We'll deal with him later. Juice: find what you can about Zobelle and where he is. Hap, Tig, find out if those racist pricks know anything."
Charlotte's POV
Some one opened the door and took thundering steps towards me. I felt them touching my skin and then wrapping something around my ankles. I tried to struggle but they were too strong. As soon as I opened my mouth to scream, they shoved a piece of cloth in and roughly slapped tape onto my face. Before I could get used to the large amount of fabric pressing my tongue down, whoever was in the room picked me up and started carrying me.
The next thing I knew, I'm being dropped violently into what felt like a trunk, and then I heard the trunk slam shut and the car jolted forward. Where are they taking me? What's going to happen?
Jax's POV
Where the hell could Charlotte be? Who sells women like this? Kozik and Opie look like shit. They aren't going to hang on for much longer. We gotta find her NOW. I thought as I sent the van back to the garage. I went back inside to watch Happy and Tig work on Weston and Darby. The look on their faces was eeire, it was near sadistic what they must be thinking.
Tig got Weston and Darby to sit against the wall as Happy whipped out his knife and was fingering it while staring at the men. Tig pulled his out and they instantly swiped their knives across the chests of the Nordic higher ups. Both men were screaming as blood seeped down their shirts.
"Tell us what you know." Tig said calmly. The men just looked at each other and shook their heads.
After another five minutes of cuts, screaming, and bleeding, we still had no information. Until Darby spoke up, "Fine. Fine. Zobelle took her to Lodi. Calaveras said something about wanting some way to get back at the Sons with."
Shit. These assholes again? First they mess up our deal, they jumped Juice, then kidnapped Tara, and now they're starting up again with us. When will they learn? I gave Tig the go ahead to kill Weston painfully while telling Happy to wait.
Tig carved his knife into the man's crotch, cutting off his balls. Letting him bleed out painfully on the dirty, sticky floor of the bar. He deserved it; he had raped Gemma and then beat and attempted to rape Charlotte. Darby watched in horror. He didn't want the same. He tried to get up and run but Happy used his boot to knock him back down.
After Tig wiped his knife off on Weston's pants, he went to the bar and got a couple bottles of liquor, tossing some to Opie, Kozik, and myself. We started to dump the liquid out around the bar and Happy dragged Darby over to the bar, zip tying him to the metal pipe in the corner.
"Wait. I told you what you wanted to know, you can't leave me here like this!" He cried out as Tig pushed a rag into a bottle of whiskey and lit it before throwing it into the basement. Kozik, Opie, and I went outside followed by Tig. I nudged Happy who turned and shot Darby between the eyes and then threw a lit matchbook into the middle of the room. We quickly shut the door and ran to our bikes, before watching the bar go up in flames.
After a minute or two, I suggested, "Let's go to the clubhouse."
Charlotte's POV
After what seemed like forever, the car stopped. I listened as the doors slammed and the trunk popped over. Someone pulled me out of the trunk and slung me over their shoulder. I whimpered and tried to squirm out of their grasp but I just heard them laugh and felt them slap my ass.
After a bouncy ride in the trunk and now being harassed by a stranger, I just wanted to get away. I was tired and scared. Where were Kozik and Opie? Where they trying to find me?
I was jostled and then quickly dropped onto what felt like a mattress. I heard the door close and I prayed that I was alone. My head as throbbed and I felt some pain in my shoulder from the impact from falling onto the hard mattress. I tried to move but it was impossible.
After a couple of hours, I heard the door open and footsteps getting closer to where I was. "Ethan wasn't kidding when he said she was sexy. I already got a hard on. Let's see what she looks like underneath these clothes." I shrieked into the gag as I felt two sets of hands ripping at my clothes. I felt the cold, sharp end of a knife drag across my skin and then slicing through my clothing.
The hands slowly removed my shirt and jeans and were caressing my skin before another man interrupted them, this man spoke with a thicker accent than the others, "That's enough, esé."
I heard two sets of boots leave but one man had stayed behind. I tried to control my breathing and figure out which man was still in the room. I mumbled into the material in my mouth but I knew the man couldn't understand me.
I listened as the man walked in slow circles around me; I hope he won't do anything to me. I thought suddenly aware of how vulnerable I was. My hands and feet tied together, blind folded, gagged, and clothed in only my bra and panties. I tried to inch towards the edge of the mattress but didn't get very far.
"Don't worry chica," I heard the thick accented man say, "You won't be hurt. Yet." I squealed through the wad of cloth and thrashed against the ropes on my wrists and ankles. I didn't notice him leaving until the door slammed shut and the bolt clicked.
Kozik's POV
I stormed across the compound until I got to the punching bag hanging near the boxing ring and I started wailing on it. Opie followed me and was sitting near me on the picnic tables while I got out my anger. How could this possibly happen? I want my Charlotte back and unharmed. I swear if she is hurt, I will cause them more pain than they could ever imagine.
Miles tried to bring Opie a beer but Opie just took the bottle and threw it into the wall. He was almost as mad as I was. Miles just turned, left, and brought us back a six-pack. Opie then threw four of them at the wall, one at a time, saving one for me and one for him.
Happy and Tig were still sitting outside the flaming remnants of the Dirty Pig, making sure that it burned to the ground. Jax and Clay were sitting on their bikes talking about what we should do. Piney was in the clubhouse drinking a mug of straight tequila, while watching Juice type things into a computer. Chibs and Bobby were standing nearby watching me try to kill the punching bag and Opie smashing the bottles against the wall.
After thirty minutes, I had finally worn down my anger and frustration. I caught the bag and hugged it before sinking to the ground and leaning against the side of the boxing ring. Opie grabbed the two beers and came over to me, as he sat next to me, he handed me one and then opened his. Phil started to clean up the mess of broken glass and beer that Opie made.
No one said a word. No one needed to. The unspoken conversation that took place was enough.
I closed my eyes and rested my head against the ring and thought about Charlotte. Please don't let anything happen to her. I need her to be unharmed. I will give anything to find her and have her back in my life.
I sat there next to Opie for an hour, cooling off and pretending to drink beer. I got up and threw my beer bottle against the wall near Phil. I was starting to feel my anger rising again and I was about to go get into an argument with Clay or Jax when Juice came running out of the clubhouse.
Clay whistled and we all gathered around to hear Juice, "Zobelle's passport popped up, he just fled the country. BUT I found where the Calaveras MC hangs. It's in Lodi, bar called Pedro's."
Jax started and revved his bike, "Let's go!"
Charlotte's POV
Some woman had come by and was apologizing profusely in Spanish while she took off my bra and panties and then redressed me in what I could only assume was a different set of lingerie. I could feel my cheeks flush red as she worked on me, the whole thing made me want to die from embarrassment. I grunted and groaned, trying to pull myself away from her but she kept going.
She had gone as quickly as she came, I was beginning to feel weak when I heard the door open again. I was shivering on the mattress in the cold room, wearing only the skimpy lingerie that the woman had put on me. I tried to listen for a hint of what would happen next but I couldn't make anything out.
Suddenly, I felt a hand running from my neck down my spine. I whimpered and squirmed. "Easy, mi amor." A man said. He had the same accent as the one who was here before. "I just want to touch." His hand traveled across my butt then was inching up my stomach towards my breasts. A gunshot caused him to withdraw his hand hastily. The next thing I heard was the door slam and bolt lock.
Kozik's POV
Jax, Tig, Happy, Chibs, Opie, Juice and I rode our bikes as fast as we could while Clay, Bobby, Half Sack, Miles, and Phil followed us in the van. Charlotte had already been gone for almost nine hours. I tried as hard as I could to stop myself from thinking what they could be doing to her. No woman should ever have to go through what she had been through. I promise that as long as I'm breathing, Charlotte will never feel scared or alone. I would make sure no one ever touched her except for me. I will fix everything for her and keep her from being troubled ever again.
When we got to the bar, Clay told Miles, Phil, and Bobby to wait in the van while everyone else went in. The place looked near empty and there were only three bikes parked outside. Happy and Tig led the way in with me right on their heels. There were no men in the bar area.
One guy walked out of the backroom and shouted, "Oh shit!" before Happy shot him.
A couple more guys came running out only to be shot down instantly by Tig and Half Sack. Happy and I ran towards the door and slowly entered the back room. That only led us to an empty room with a door on the other side. Juice, Jax, and Chibs stayed in the bar while the rest of the guys filed into the back room.
I went to the door and opened it and got out of the way so Happy could shoot anyone standing behind it. This door led to a hallway that seemed to be shaped like an "L". A man rounded the corner and Happy pulled the trigger. I ducked under his arms and hurried to the end of the hall to look around the corner.
I barely pulled my head back as three guys opened fired towards me. Shit I thought as I motioned to the guys that there were three guys with machine guns around the corner. Tig tapped me on the shoulder to switch positions with him. He pulled out a flashbang and signaled for us to cover our eyes before tossing it around the corner. After it went off, Tig gave us the ok then led us around the corner. Happy, Tig, and Half Sack pulled the unconscious men away from the only door in the hall way and let Opie and me through.
I was worried about what we'd find behind the door. I tried to open it but it was dead bolted. Half Sack tossed us a set of keys he had found in a pocket of one of the men. Opie caught the keys and unlocked the door. "She'll be ok brother." He whispered to me as he and I pulled the door open.