Claimed: Death Dealers MC Book 3
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Authors: Alana Sapphire
Book Three
By: Alana Sapphire
Copyright 2015 Alana Sapphire
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Cover and logo design by Margreet Asselbergs from Rebel Edit & Design © 2015
Edited by Hot Tree Editing
Gage and Raven barged into my life more than a year ago. I started writing Claimed before I even thought of publishing Forbidden, so these characters have been with me for a while. I’m a little sad to see them go, so who knows? Maybe you’ll see them again ;)
I want to thank my family and friends for embarking on this journey with me. I love you. Thanks to Becky and Kristin at Hot Tree Editing for your guidance. Margreet Asselbergs at Rebel Edit & Design, thank you for my lovely cover. To my Hellhounds, you’re more than just a street team. Thank you for all you do and for being a sounding board for my madness.
My beta readers, thank you for your valuable input. Miguel, as always, you’re awesome! A HUGE thank you to all the bloggers who share my covers, teasers, links…you rock! To everyone who’s read and reviewed my books or even sent a message to say you liked them – thank you for your continued support. This wouldn’t be possible without you. I’ve been writing for most of my life and my words were for my eyes only. It was my therapy. Know that every word you read is a piece of my soul…and I’m sharing it with you.
Thank you all for your love and support!
***Disclaimer***
There is a character in the series whose road name is “Allah”. As explained in Tempted (book two), it was derived from a mispronunciation of the word “Holla”. It is in no way related to faith/religion, nor has any religious connotations. This book also explores the subjects of life after sexual assault, and depression. If these are triggers for you, please proceed with caution.
Claim
(Verb/Noun)
1. (v) State or assert that something is the case; Express something definitely or clearly in speech or writing
2. (n) A demand or request for something considered one’s due
***Gage***
Where we left off in Tempted...
I can’t believe this shit is happening again. I’m handcuffed and being dragged through the halls of the hospital like a common criminal. Well...I
am
a criminal. The fucked-up thing is I keep getting arrested for crimes I didn’t commit. Rape. Why the fuck would I need to rape any woman, let alone my own? This is some bullshit.
“You’re making a huge mistake, Renley.”
“Why? Because you’re such an upstanding member of the community?”
“I’m no saint, but I’m no rapist, either.”
“Maybe. It could just be a coincidence that two women you’re connected to end up getting raped. I’m not taking the chance on a third.”
He pushes me into the elevator just as E approaches. “Call my lawyer,” I tell him. He acknowledges with a dip of his head and pulls his phone from his pocket. I lean on the back wall, shaking my head.
I don’t have time for this. Raven needs me. I should be with her but instead I have to deal with these motherfuckers. Fuck. She needs me and once again, I won’t be there.
***Raven***
Raped. That’s what the doctor standing over me said. I was tied up, drugged, stabbed, and raped. How did that happen? The last thing I remember is getting into the shower. After that, it’s all darkness.
The doctor’s lips are still moving, but I’m not hearing a sound. The thought of someone violating me in the worst possible way is the only thing on my mind. Raped. Judging by the feeling between my legs, pretty brutally, too. Now they’re asking my permission to violate me further with their tests.
What the hell. It can’t get any worse.
In the midst of my pain and confusion, one thing becomes clear.
It couldn’t have been Gage. No way. I can’t believe I even thought that for a second.
“Miss Alvarez?”
I stare at the doctor with dead eyes. Did he ask me something? I have no idea. There’s just one thing I need to know. “Who?”
He clears his throat and drops his gaze to the floor. “The police have arrested –”
“It wasn’t him,” I stop him before he can even get the name out. He raises a brow at the conviction in my voice.
“Do you remember anything?”
“No. But I
know
it wasn’t him.”
“Yes, well…the police are investigating. If Mr. Hunter is innocent, I’m sure he will be cleared.”
“He’s innocent,” Dr. E’s voice rumbles from the door. He shoots a death stare at the other doctor and moves to my bed, his expression becoming tender as he looks down at me. “Hey. How do you feel?”
“Like I just went ten rounds with Floyd Mayweather.”
His jaw clenches and anger flashes in his eyes. It reminds me of Gage. I’ve never seen this side of Dr. E before.
“A moment please,” he says.
The other doctor nods and leaves. Dr. E pulls up a chair and takes my hand. “I doubt this…but do you remember anything from last night?”
“I remember Ellen dropping me off and then getting in the shower. That’s it.”
He nods and takes a deep breath, gently squeezing my fingers in reassurance.
“We’ll find the motherfucker who did this. All the guys are on it. Don’t worry.”
“Gage?” I ask hopefully. I need to know what the police have done to him.
“He’s down at the station, but they have nothing. I won’t be surprised if he’s back here by this afternoon.”
Thank God. I need him. I need him here to hold me, to make me feel safe.
Oh, God. What if this guy comes back for me?
Panic grips me. Tears stream down my cheeks as I begin to hyperventilate.
“It’s okay, Raven. You’ll be fine. I’m here, and I’ll have two guys posted outside at all times. You’re safe.”
No, I’m not. I won’t be until Gage gets here.
***Gage***
Renley tosses a Ziploc-encased object on the table. My stomach roils. It’s a dildo. It’s
the
dildo. The one that violated my girl. The thing has to be at least ten inches long and four inches wide. Her blood is still on it. I turn away and clench my fists on the table. I promised I’d never let anyone hurt her, and I failed. I wasn’t there.
“What’s the matter, Hunter? Can’t get it up?” Renley sneers.
My lawyer told me not to say anything until he gets here, but fuck that. “Fuck you. This was
not
me.”
“Yeah, well, excuse me if I don’t believe you.” He takes the seat opposite me and his deputy leans on the wall in the corner. “I couldn’t get you for Janet Presley, but your ass is mine this time.”
“Sorry, but I don’t swing that way. Your deputy looks like he does, though.”
Deputy Michaels grinds his teeth together but keeps his distance.
“Don’t worry, Michaels. I’m sure he’ll be very popular with the inmates up in State.”
“You have nothing on me and you know it. That’s why I’m still sitting here.”
“You were both seen riding around together in the morning –”
“That’s not illegal.”
“No, but rape is. Never knew you liked them so young, Hunter.”
Motherfucker
. “Her doctors will tell you she was a virgin before she was attacked. I never touched her.”
“And that’s why you raped her. Because she wouldn’t
let
you touch her.”
“I did
not
rape her,” I state vehemently.
“There was no forced entry. She let her attacker in. She let
you
in.”
“She was excited about her birthday party. She could have left the door open.”
He leans forward and stabs the desk with his index finger. “We have a witness who saw you leaving her house right before the ambulance arrived.”
“Bullshit. I was nowhere near there and I can prove it.”
“Let me guess. One of your guys can vouch for you.”
“I have dozens of people who can vouch for me, but I don’t need them.” This is one of those times I’m thankful for surveillance cameras, and also for the fact that Tek is a paranoid son of a bitch who puts them everywhere. “I’ve got video footage documenting practically my entire day.”
Renley clenches his jaw. “How do we know it hasn’t been doctored?”
“My guys only watch live feeds. I’m the only one who has access to the recordings. Bring me my phone and I’ll show you right now.”
I can practically hear his teeth grinding against each other. He sees his whole case blowing up before his eyes. He jerks his head toward Michaels and the other man leaves the room. Leaning back in the chair, I observe him. Usually, I’d love to throw his failure in his face, but I just need to get out of here and back to Raven. She needs me.
Michaels returns and I quickly tap into my security system. I show them the Kitty, making sure I point out the timestamps of my arrival and departure. Same thing for Scythe.
“My sister Ellen, and I’m sure anyone who saw them, can tell you she picked Raven up at the salon and took her home.”
I bring up the footage from my house and show them me entering, then Ellen arriving, and finally me running out after I got the phone call. The officers stare at each other with uncertainty.
“You could have easily gotten someone to do your dirty work for you.”
“If that’s so, Deputy Michaels, you just agreed your witness is full of shit.”
He blanches, realizing the mistake he’s made. Renley taps his finger on the table. “Say you’re innocent. Why would someone go through all this trouble?”
“A lot of people have grudges against me, Renley.”
I gesture toward him and he narrows his eyes at me. This has gone on far too long. It’s time to set the record straight.
“Look, I need to get back to the hospital, so I’m going to settle this once and for all. I didn’t hurt Janet. Her psycho of an ex-boyfriend did and threatened to kill her if she didn’t finger me. I convinced her to recant after I promised to get her far away. And I did. If you want proof, I can make a phone call and she’ll be here by tomorrow. I just need to know you’ll drop this once she tells the truth.”
They stare at each other again, having some unspoken conversation, and then Michaels nods.
“There’s still the matter of the missing evidence.”
“You can’t blame me for your negligence, Sheriff.”
He’s shit out of luck if he thinks I’m copping to that. Especially since I’m going to need my contact at the lab now. I dial Rambo and put the phone to my ear. “Rambo, I need you in Stony View yesterday…and bring your old lady.”