SAVAGE LOVE (A Back Down Devil MC Romance Novel) by London Casey, Karolyn James Page A

Nate, Jace, and Landon ready to go. ”
    “ For
what? ” Gaige asked.
    “ He
took one of our prospects just to be a dick. Come on, let ’ s go fuck with him. He ’ s not getting the power from us.
No matter what he fucking does. ”
    “ What
are we going to do? ” Gaige
asked. “ Kidnap one of his
deputies? ”
    Miller grinned. “ Get the guys. ”
    Not wanting to face another goddamn
question, Miller started his motorcycle. He went to the front of the lot and
waited for the rest of the guys. Once they were ready, they went out on a
little ride. Their group of five was nothing compared to the number Back Down
Devil MC could have in Frelen if a true war were to break out, but the five
motorcycles were loud enough to sound like wild thunder passing through the
town.
    Just beyond the main tourist area,
Miller took a turn that started to tread a little close to Coast Road MC
territory. A lot of run down, shit hole motels were there. Tons of drug
activity, which was what kept Coast Road in business. They sold whatever was
needed to keep their customers high so they could afford to inject themselves
with whatever they needed to add two more inches to their biceps.
    Miller waited for the chance and it
finally came when he spotted one of Frelen ’ s
finest sitting on the side of the road running a speed trap. Miller gave a wave
and throttled his ride. He was almost double the speed limit when he flew by
the cruiser. The other four motorcycles were going about the same speed.
    The police car barreled out, lights
flashing, siren wailing. Miller knew his limits of the so-called law and how
far he could go before the traffic stop became a pursuit. Then again, the rush
of wind to his face, the thrill of going at such a deadly speed made him want
to take this across the state.
    But Miller knew better. The fate of
Back Down Devil still rested heavily on his back. So he slowed down and moved
to the side of the road. Gaige, Nate, Jace, and Blaine all did the same.
    Miller climbed off his motorcycle
and the officer lunged from the car, hand on his weapon, his other hand out. “ Don ’ t fucking move unless I tell you. ”
    Miller showed his hands. “ Hey. It ’ s all good. We ’ re
peaceful here, right? ”
    The officer looked around at the
other guys. They all put their hands up.
    “ Mind
if I smoke? ” Blaine asked.
    “ You
don ’ t fucking move, ” the officer bellowed.
    Blaine reached for a smoke and a
light anyway, taking all the power away from the officer.
    Miller approached with caution in
case it was some young trigger happy fucking guy that thought the real world
was simple a video game with a reset button and cheat codes and maximum life.
    “ What ’ s the problem? ” Miller asked.
    “ You
were almost double the fucking speed limit. Now give me some identification. ”
    “ Hey,
do I look like the kind of guy that would travel at such a deadly speed? ”
    “ Fuck
you. I know who you assholes are. I ’ m
not fucking afraid of you. I will shoot you. ”
    “ I
guess I could say the same, ” Miller said.
    “ Did
you just fucking threaten me, asshole? ”
    The officer started to reach for
his radio. Miller moved faster, grabbing the radio, tearing it from the officer ’ s shoulder. He dropped it to the
ground and stepped on it.
    “ Now
what? ” Miller asked.
    “ You ’ re fucked, ” the officer said, sweat
collecting at his hairline. “ That ’ s assault. That ’ s damage …”
    Miller watched as Blaine walked to
the police cruiser. A lit cigarette between his lips. He took out a knife and
jammed it into the back tire of the vehicle. He repeated the same thing on the
other side.
    It made Miller smile, thinking of a
time when he and Blaine slashed the tires on every Frelen police vehicle they
could one night. Those were good times. Innocent times, for the most part.
After slashing all the tires, Miller went to Ella ’ s
apartment and fucked her senseless.
    Ella.
    “ Turn
around and put your hands