back of the clubhouse. The clubhouse was a good distance from the main road, and there was a barbed wire fence surrounding the entire compound.
It was after midnight before their MC cleared out. It looked like several of their members had crashed there for the night, but since everything was quiet, we decided to make our move. I was feeling anxious, but I trusted my brothers. I knew they’d be careful and help make sure everything went as planned. Bobby was able to dismantle their security system pretty easily, so we were able to move around the complex without being noticed. Sheppard used his bolt cutters to get through the fence, but we’d have to be sure to repair it before we left. We didn’t need them getting suspicious of a break in.
We were able to set up four cameras on each corner of their clubhouse. Bobby installed a splitter so we could access their cameras inside the building. After about three hours, Bobby rearmed their system, and we left unnoticed. Sheppard used his blowtorch to fix the broken lines in their fence before we left. It wasn’t perfect, but it would buy us some time.
It was 4 a.m. before we made our way back to the truck. Bobby pulled out his laptop to check each of the cameras before we left. Once he felt satisfied with what he had, we headed out. I was exhausted. I needed to crash for a few hours before I went back to the hospital. I was also in need of a hot shower. It’d been a long night, and it’d taken its toll on all of us. Sheppard was already dozing off by the time we hit the main road.
I looked at Bobby. “You did good tonight, Crack Nut. Thanks for coming out and helping me with this.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way. Glad to help, man.”
“Courtney was great, too. It meant a lot to Taylor that she packed all of her stuff up for her. Get some rest. I’m going to crash for a few hours, and then I’m headed over to the hospital. I’ll call you when we’re ready for you to come pick us up.”
“Will do. See ya in a few hours,” Bobby said as he parked the truck.
We each headed into our hotel rooms to get some sleep. I took a hot shower the minute I got to my room. The warm water helped relieve the tension I had built up over the past 24 hours. I had a thousand thoughts running through my head. I needed to pull it together before I went to the hospital. The next few weeks were going to be tough, and I really hadn’t taken the time to think all of this through. Every time I saw the bruises on Taylor’s arms and face, the memories of my past came rushing back. I needed to get a grip before I brought those thoughts home with me.
Chapter 8
Taylor
“You need to just go, Gage. I don’t have anything to say to you.”
“Don’t be like that, Taylor. You know we’ve got a good thing here. I know I fucked things up. I was just upset that you were leaving me. I didn’t mean to lose control like that. You know I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Gage pleaded.
“You’ve got to be kidding me! You didn’t mean to hurt me? You didn’t mean to kick me in the head with your boot or break my arm? You didn’t mean to black both of my eyes and give me a concussion?” I told him sarcastically. Where does he get off? I’m sitting here in the damn hospital, and he’s trying to make me feel guilty about not wanting to see him.
“I don’t know what happened, baby. You know I’m crazy about you. I just lost my mind when I thought about losing you. You’ve got to give me a chance to make it up to you.”
“I don’t have to do anything. There are no second chances, Gage. I have no desire to be your punching bag when things don’t go your way.”
“It won’t happen again. I promise. Things were out of control that day. We had some stuff go down at the clubhouse, and the Pres was breathing down my neck. I had a lot on my mind, and I just wasn’t thinking. I really am sorry, Taylor.”
“I don’t want to deal with this right now. Please, just