CUTTER, 4 (Red Sin MC)
telling Shutter that Blaze and me were headed right for Stone’s room wasn’t the best idea.
    Who had a bedroom inside of his warehouse with women on call just in case he wanted to get his dick dripping in some pussy while he conducted business? What a fucking douchebag, he should leave girls at home where they belong, not bring them into our world. It was supposed to be sacred.
    We rounded the steps and inched up toward the third floor, relieved to find guards down at each post. My brother’s were on track, doing exactly what they were supposed to. With any luck we would be in Stone’s room and have him out to the car within minutes. Right about now a few of my brother’s should already be on their way back to the car and pull it around the front of the building.
    Blaze paused outside the wooden door at the top of the landing. We could hear giggling and loud music from inside. Clearly, they weren’t expecting any company. I heard a girl’s voice moaning inside loudly, the headboard rocking back and forth loudly.
    Blaze gagged silently.
    I snorted. “On three.”
    Blaze nodded. “One, two, three,” he mouthed.
    I kicked in the door roughly and it swung against the wall hard. Blaze shot at the stereo right away, cutting the noise. There were three topless girls in the corner doing lines of coke off an expensive looking piano, they all ran out as soon as they saw us, screaming.
    Shutter watched them go in awe.
    A blonde was on the bed, bouncing up and down on top of Stone’s dick so fast that I thought her head might pop off. She tried to pull off fast when the bullet went off but a pair of strong hands held her in place, laughing. “Oh, come on, baby, don’t be scared of a little gun fire, go ahead and finish taking that dick like the little slut you are!”
    The girl shook her head, crying out. “No, let me go! Please!”
    He laughed louder but released her, letting her fall off his lap onto the expensive sheets. She scurried away like a rat escaping a trap, pulling one of the sheets with her to cover her body.
    She looked at us, fearful. “Please, please let me go.”
    Blaze sighed. “Fuck.”
    “I’m not going to tell anyone, I swear, I’m not.”
    I could hear the girl crying but I was barely paying attention, I was too busy staring at the man she had just climbed off. My chest felt like it was going to explode inside of my chest.
    And that’s because he wasn’t Stone at all.
    He was way too young.
    “Don’t trust her,” the guy called out. He sat up in the oversized bed, completely naked. “You know how these club whores are, you can’t trust them for a second. She’s only loyal to me, aren’t you, my nasty little slut?”
    She shook her head. “I’m not, I’m not.”
    “Go,” Blaze snapped. “Before I change my mind.”
    He didn’t have to tell her twice. “Thank you! Thank you!” The girl took off out of the room as fast as her chicken legs could carry her, crying so loudly that it stung my ears.
    “That was foolish,” the guy said, leaning back and crossing one leg over the other, barely covering his still hard cock. “She’s probably going to run to the first phone she sees and notify anyone she can.”
    “Who the fuck are you?” I snapped.
    The guy made a move to sit up and I shook my gun in his face. “Don’t you fucking move another muscle! I swear to god if you do I’ll shoot you right in the head.” I glanced at Blaze. “What the fuck is going on?”
    Blaze looked just as confused as I did. “I don’t… this is Stone’s room.”
    All the blueprints and inside Intel had told us just that, that this was where he spent his nights before a big delivery and tomorrow was just that. So who the fuck was this guy in the president of Green Grove’s bed?
    “Krusher,” Shutter mumbled from somewhere behind me. “Wow.”
    The guy smirked. “At least, you have one brother who knows what the hell is going on.” He stood up slowly. “I’m going to put a robe on if
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