Zero

Prue saw the other man was tense ready to hold Nash back.

“It’s easy for you to say. Eva is still safe with your kids.” Nash spoke the words with a sneer.

“Zero accepted you back even though you were f**king high. You took drugs and risked the safety of the whole f**king club. You almost killed Eva when you were f**king high,” Tiny said. “You want to fight, then you can fight afterward. Right now, we band the f**k together and fight this new enemy.” Tiny reached out pushing Nash against the wall. “Am I f**king clear?”

“Crystal f**king clear,” Nash said.

“You want to leave the club, tell me now. We’re in this together. I’m here for you all. I’m not going to let you f**k up a club brother because your woman is fighting for her life. We handle our battles when everyone is safe.”

Zero’s hands tightened around her.

“I don’t want to leave the club. I want to get to my woman. Can I leave now?” Nash asked.

Several seconds passed before Tiny let the other man go. She watched Nash leave without another word.

Tiny let out a sigh. “You’re going to need to bring the men proof Alan’s dead.”

“I will.”

“Wow, I thought my club was full of f**king drama,” Devil said. “You guys are f**king magnets for trouble.”

“Shut the f**k up, Devil,” Tiny said.

Zero held her tightly.

“We’re not leaving yet.” Tiny ran fingers through his hair. “Everything is so f**ked up. We’re staying to make sure Sophia is okay.”

“How is Angel?” Prue asked.

“Still in a coma. The doctors are hopeful that she’ll wake up soon.” Tiny paced the room, looking at the bottom of the bed.

“We’ll stay here. Will you give us an update on what’s happening to Sophia?” Zero asked.

“Yes.”

Seconds later they were alone. The room was deadly silent. She got up from his lap and closed the door to their room. Opening the bathroom door she checked to make sure it was clear.

“Alan lurks everywhere. He’s a f**king nightmare.” She folded her arms over her chest, staring at her man. “So, I, you, and Angel have been shot. He tortured and killed the nurse you slept with. Sophia is more personal and been stabbed. Is this some kind of pattern?”

Zero turned on the bed to face her. “I don’t know. I stabbed him multiple times, and I sure as f**k hurt him.”

She saw him look down at the picture they had of him lurking in the shadows.

“Why wait ten years?” he asked.

“You f**ked him up. It takes time to mend broken bones. You don’t know the extent of the damage you inflicted. He’s been waiting and mending himself,” Prue said. She had thought long and hard about why Alan was waiting ‘til now.

“He can hurt the whole of the club before he gives up.” Zero put the picture on the bed, returning his attention back to her.

“Do you really think he’s not going to get bored until all of us are dead?”

“I really don’t know. This is more than I thought he was capable of,” Zero said.

“Where do you think he’s going to go next?” she asked, stepping closer.

He took her hand tugging her closer. Zero rested his hands on her hips, staring into her eyes.

“What?”

“I don’t have an answer for what he’s going to do next. You cannot leave my side, do you hear me? I will not sacrifice you to him.”

She kissed his palm. “I’m not going anywhere. I will fight him by your side.”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she breathed in his masculine scent. This moment wasn’t going to last long. Alan had a plan, and right now they were working to his plan, no one else’s.

“Trevor would be so pissed off right now,” Zero said.

Withdrawing, she frowned at him. “Why?”

“He would hate how we’re being given the runaround by a man we don’t even know that well. All of our lives we’ve handled everything thrown our way, and yet we don’t have a clue when Alan is going to strike next.”

She rubbed at her temple. “What are you trying to say?”

“We’ve been looking at this all f**king wrong. Alan is scared.” He pointed at the picture. “He doesn’t want anyone to remember he was around. The guy is trying to be a f**king ghost.”

“I don’t see what you’re trying to say.”

Zero stood up, grunting. “Fuck, he’s going to be in one of the Fort Wills abandoned warehouses. The only place he can go without being detected. No one goes to those places. Fuck, we own one of the warehouses because it’s secure. We’ve just got to figure out which one and take him out.”

Prue smiled seeing what he was saying. They could stop Alan before he had a chance to lash out and hurt the people they cared about.

****

“So you’re the computer whizz. You type everything into a little computer, and pop, there is a wealth of information at your fingertips?” Alan stared into Whizz’s eyes. The man was tied to a chair, his arms bound to the arms of the chair as his feet were also tied to the chair to stop him from moving.

“What the f**k do you want with me?” Whizz asked, cursing.

Stepping back, Alan looked at the board of pictures he’d made of The Skulls. After Sophia had been taken away, he’d gotten his men to follow Whizz. They had watched him waiting near a dirt road on the outside of Fort Wills. The opportunity to take him was irresistible. Looking at the pictures, Alan looked through them all. They were all happy, and then there were pictures of the chaos he’d brought down on all of them.

“Me? I want nothing.” Alan chuckled.

“Yeah, you want Zero. He f**ked up your face, and now it’s payback. I always knew Zero had something about him. He wasn’t just another pretty face.”

Alan landed the first blow to the side of Whizz’s face.

He watched as the other man simply spat blood onto the ground beside him. “You hit like a pu**y.”

Throwing another blow, Alan gritted his teeth. Whizz groaned but didn’t make another move to say anything.

Walking away from the man, he unrolled the torture materials he’d spent the last couple of years training with. The men who collected Whizz were playing cards a couple of feet away. None of them had anything to say to him.

“So, you’re friends with Zero.”

Whizz laughed. “Zero’s a good guy. Everyone is friends with him.”