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another van again but at least it had symmetry, the same van she’d been kidnapped in would now return her, just a little worse for the wear.
The Clubhouse was crowded and busy, people were running around trying to bandage wounds that hadn’t healed yet, women were carrying food and water to those who needed it, men were cursing loudly and boasting about how many men they’d killed or taken out of the fight. Red walked through the hectic scene with Sidney in his arms, wishing he had a quiet place where she could recover in peace, but it didn’t look like that was going to be an option.
“You bring her on in here and let me get her cleaned up,” his mother instructed him from the kitchen door, “And go find something for her to wear.”
Sidney’s dress was torn and several parts of her he’d enjoy ogling under normal circumstance were on display for everyone to see. Which would probably bother her more than it did anyone else in the club. He was still fully nude, as were several of the other club members, male and female alike, and nobody seemed to mind. But Sidney was from a different kind than he was, he had to keep remembering that. She was currently in shock, and though she’d stopped screaming, she still had a glassy look around her eyes that made him a little bit worried. But when she came to terms with what had happened she’d be happy for a clean body and clean clothes. His mom might be a lot of things, but stupid wasn’t one of them.
“Just prop her up there and I’ll take real good care of her,” his mom motioned to a chair at the table, “Look at you, they did a number on that face but we’ll fix you up, don’t you worry none.” Glory moved the hair out of Sidney’s eyes and patted her on the unbruised side of the face before turning her attention to Red. “You ok?”
“Yeah, Ma, I’m alright. I’m almost completely healed already.”
She nodded, shifting her attention to the pile of towels and washcloths she’d assembled on the counter beside the sink, “Good, now go wash yourself up too. And don’t forget to bring me them clothes for her.”
Red left Sidney in his mother’s hands, there wasn’t anywhere he could think of at the moment that would be safer.
His room wasn’t far away and he grabbed a fresh set of clothes before heading to the communal bathroom.
The shower would be nice, if he could he’d have washed the whole day away and forget it ever happened that would be even better. The warm water helped but his nerves were still jumping. He ran his hands over his face and through his hair, aware of just how differently the situation could have ended.
When he’d realized that Sidney had been taken by the Hellhounds he’d immediately called an emergency meeting with all the voting members of the club. It had seemed to take them forever to all get there, it was a Friday night and people had things to do, but they’d all finally shown up even if they were disgruntled about it.
“What the fuck is this all about?” BillCo had demanded.
“Yeah man, I had to leave a game I had money on to come to this bullshit,” Trainz chimed in.
Big Dog held up his hand before anyone else could voice their complaints, “I’m sure he’ll tell us if you’ll shut the fuck up for a few minutes and let him talk.”
Red had explained how he found Sidney missing and how he knew it was the Hellhounds, trying to convey the urgency he felt about needing to move immediately before anything could happen to her without sounding as panicked as he felt.
“How can you be sure it was Hellhounds that you smelled?” one of the older members, Jakes, asked.
Before Red could explain, more questions were being asked.
“If they took her in one of those motorized cages, and not on a hog, how are we ever going to track them?”
“You said the door hadn’t been broke down, maybe she left with them willingly. Maybe fucking mutts is her thing,” some around the table chuckled and Red
The Clubhouse was crowded and busy, people were running around trying to bandage wounds that hadn’t healed yet, women were carrying food and water to those who needed it, men were cursing loudly and boasting about how many men they’d killed or taken out of the fight. Red walked through the hectic scene with Sidney in his arms, wishing he had a quiet place where she could recover in peace, but it didn’t look like that was going to be an option.
“You bring her on in here and let me get her cleaned up,” his mother instructed him from the kitchen door, “And go find something for her to wear.”
Sidney’s dress was torn and several parts of her he’d enjoy ogling under normal circumstance were on display for everyone to see. Which would probably bother her more than it did anyone else in the club. He was still fully nude, as were several of the other club members, male and female alike, and nobody seemed to mind. But Sidney was from a different kind than he was, he had to keep remembering that. She was currently in shock, and though she’d stopped screaming, she still had a glassy look around her eyes that made him a little bit worried. But when she came to terms with what had happened she’d be happy for a clean body and clean clothes. His mom might be a lot of things, but stupid wasn’t one of them.
“Just prop her up there and I’ll take real good care of her,” his mom motioned to a chair at the table, “Look at you, they did a number on that face but we’ll fix you up, don’t you worry none.” Glory moved the hair out of Sidney’s eyes and patted her on the unbruised side of the face before turning her attention to Red. “You ok?”
“Yeah, Ma, I’m alright. I’m almost completely healed already.”
She nodded, shifting her attention to the pile of towels and washcloths she’d assembled on the counter beside the sink, “Good, now go wash yourself up too. And don’t forget to bring me them clothes for her.”
Red left Sidney in his mother’s hands, there wasn’t anywhere he could think of at the moment that would be safer.
His room wasn’t far away and he grabbed a fresh set of clothes before heading to the communal bathroom.
The shower would be nice, if he could he’d have washed the whole day away and forget it ever happened that would be even better. The warm water helped but his nerves were still jumping. He ran his hands over his face and through his hair, aware of just how differently the situation could have ended.
When he’d realized that Sidney had been taken by the Hellhounds he’d immediately called an emergency meeting with all the voting members of the club. It had seemed to take them forever to all get there, it was a Friday night and people had things to do, but they’d all finally shown up even if they were disgruntled about it.
“What the fuck is this all about?” BillCo had demanded.
“Yeah man, I had to leave a game I had money on to come to this bullshit,” Trainz chimed in.
Big Dog held up his hand before anyone else could voice their complaints, “I’m sure he’ll tell us if you’ll shut the fuck up for a few minutes and let him talk.”
Red had explained how he found Sidney missing and how he knew it was the Hellhounds, trying to convey the urgency he felt about needing to move immediately before anything could happen to her without sounding as panicked as he felt.
“How can you be sure it was Hellhounds that you smelled?” one of the older members, Jakes, asked.
Before Red could explain, more questions were being asked.
“If they took her in one of those motorized cages, and not on a hog, how are we ever going to track them?”
“You said the door hadn’t been broke down, maybe she left with them willingly. Maybe fucking mutts is her thing,” some around the table chuckled and Red
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