Page 54 of Property of El Jefe


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What was I thinking? She was giving herself up to save the others. Jesus, Christ.

“Quino, talk to me!”

“He’s got her, brother. She went with him on her own.”

I ended the call, seeing red. Tears blurred my vision. When I get my hands on her, I will blister her ass, so badly, she wouldn’t be able to sit for an entire month. But after I kissed the hell out of her.

Slay caught up to me and pointed to his helmet and gestured to call him.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

“The club’s under attack. Miguel has Silvia.” Just saying the words made me almost throw up.

“Jesus.”

“We need to find him before he hurts her.”

“Yeah. I’ll call Quino.”

“Good.” I didn’t think I could talk anymore. I was a mess and terrified what that psychopath might do to my sweet woman.

As we neared our property, Slay waved me to turn onto the 191. We were two miles away from our street. I trusted he knew what he was doing and followed. And my crew followed me.

“The skypark!” Slay yelled beside me.

I nodded. “Of course, the private airport. He probably had a plane waiting for him. Shit!

About a mile ahead I spotted a black SUV.Miguel. It wasn’t easy going through this hilly terrain on a motorcycle. In a truck, we could easily catch up to him.

My phone rang and I answered it. “Yeah.”

“Louis is coming down 191 in his truck. He’s going to make him swerve off the road.”

“You called him to help us?” Louis was a man in his seventies who worked at the cemetery up ahead.

“Yes. I also called Patty at the Kennel Estates. If Louis fails, she’s driving her tractor out to the frontage road to block him from getting to the airport.”

“Jesus, those two could get hurt.”

“Yeah.”

“And they’re doing this for my girl?”

“Yes. None of us want her with Miguel.” Quino wouldn’t just say that if he didn’t mean it. He truly liked Silvia.

Damn. I was getting choked up.

It was usually the club that helped in the community, not the other way around. I had no words to express what this meant to me.

“We’ll owe Louis and Patty a good chunk of money,” Quino said.

“That’s fine.”

“I knew you’d be okay with it. Keep us posted. I imagine you’re getting close to them.”

Just then, shots were fired at us. I veered to the right and almost crashed into Slay. I raised my hand for my crew to slow down behind me. We were on a two-lane road. On either side of us, there were rocky hills and trees. The further we went up, the more dangerous it would get.

“You okay?” Quino’s voice came from the Bluetooth.