Tank's Redemption: Red Devils M.C. (Red Devils MC Book 4) (2 page)

“Meet me out back.” Then she rushed by, exiting the diner.

Tank debated, should he take the woman up on her offer, or wait till he got back to Devils Falls. He wasn’t sure that she wasn’t setting him up, but he decided to take a chance. It wouldn’t be the first time some chick had just wanted bragging rights about sleeping with a Red Devil. He might as well chance it. He walked out heading to the alley behind the diner, his hand resting on his gun, just in case. He saw the woman in the corner of the building looking around. Fuck, she must be married or something. He really hated fucking some poor shmucks woman.

As he neared, he was surprised when she demanded, “Were you followed?”

“Um…no. I don’t really like screwing around with married women, so if that’s why you’re acting like a basket case, let’s just forget this.” Tank told the woman who just looked at him. Her brow furrowed, and she looked confused. Great, she was stupid as well. Damn, this day was so far in the shitter there was no saving it. He was about to tell her he wasn’t interested when she growled.

“What! That’s not why I wanted to bring you back here. I don’t want to screw you
, you’re a fucking monstrosity.” That was just fucking mean, he thought, watching her red hair coming out of her ponytail when she shook her head vigorously. “I have information.” She gulped.

Great, this should be good, he thought, making a motion for her to spit it out. “Don’t have all day, lady.”
He barked, again wanting a cigarette.

“Fine, you’d
think you’d be more respectful,” The woman muttered under her breath before saying, “The Jackal’s are planning to raid a shipment of arms coming through here in nine days. They’ve been talking about it for weeks, and they want to use the guns on you and your gang on another raid they’ve got planned.” The red head, licked her lips still looking around like a crazy person. Great, just fucking great.

“Uh-huh…and this shipment is carrying what exactly
?” Tank asked, on the off chance that this story had any meat to it.  Though, he doubted it.

“I don’t know.
I heard them say it’s a shipment from…,”She paused here and then whispered. “Looney Louie, so it’s dangerous shit.”

Just fucking great. She was crazy. Who the fuck was Looney Louie? “Uh-huh, that so. And who’s Looney Louie?” He asked
, with a raised brow.

“Shh-hh,” S
he hissed, looking around again frantically. “Don’t tell me you don’t know who Louie is. I thought you were a Red Devil?”

“I am,” Tank said, wishing that this day was o
ver. It had been a shit storm from the minute he woke up. “Look, I gotta get back to Devils Falls. If that’s all you wanted to tell me then I better go.” He didn’t want to make the crazy bitch mad so he politely nodded. He turned to leave, but she grabbed his arm.

“Wait, I’m telling you that this shipment could be dangerous. Those Jackal’s deserve to get their asses handed to them. They killed my husband in front of me two weeks ago, trying to find out w
hen this shipment was coming through. You have to stop them!” She was clinging like a limpet. Fuck, why did he always find the crazy ones? He thought, trying to extract his arm from her tight grip.

“Okay, we’ll look into it. When are they supposed to be raiding it?” He asked, needing to get away from her.

“In a little over a week. It will be on a truck, and they’re wanting to raid it at night, here. They didn’t want you guys don’t find out.” She said, still watching their surroundings. “If you see a short one with a tattoo on his face of a spider. Make his death painful. Wait, ten minutes then leave so nobody thinks we were talking.” She hissed, then ran out of the alley.

Yeah right, Tank thought, walking out of the alley. He got on his bike and headed home. Still pissed off that this had been such a shitty day.

Annie finally
reached the sign for the turn off to Devils Falls. Staring up at the evil sign, panting, nearly keeling over from the heat, she wanted to cry. Four freaking miles! Damn, this sucked. It was four miles to Devils Falls. This day really sucked, she thought. She hated that she was so out of shape that a four mile walk made her want to cry. Well, she better get to it, it wasn’t like they were going to bring Devils Falls to her. Sighing, she began walking again.

It wasn’t five minutes later that she heard the loud roar of a motor headed her way. She turned seeing the
bike roaring towards her, then past her. She turned watching it, damn that was rude. Asshole, he hadn’t even stopped. But then he swung the bike around, and was headed her way again. He roared to a stop a few feet in front of her.

He got off the bike, shocking her.
He was freaking huge. Almost like a mountain. He walked towards her. Damn, he was a hot mountain, she thought, looking at the sexy beast walking towards her. There was a God, and she loved Annie, after all.

Tank had flown by a van about five minutes ago, and then he’
d flown by a woman walking towards town. He’d turned around, Mae would be disappointed if he didn’t offer a lady a ride. He really hoped she wasn’t as crazy as the last woman he’d talked to today.

Getting off his bike
, he walked towards her. As he neared he realized that she was the perfect size for his six five frame. She was about five seven, which was tall for a woman. As he neared her he felt his cock harden. Damn, those were some nice tits, he thought, staring at them. She looked up at him, and his heart seemed to stop.

Fuck, she was a beauty. She had an oval face, with plump sexy lips. Her eyes where a deep blue that reminded him of the ocean. Her
hair was a deep mahogany with thick curls and it was pulled back from her face with two barrettes. She was sexy and wearing what looked like black slacks with a white top that looked like it was painted on. Damn, maybe this wasn’t such a crappy day after all. If all that shit that happened in Dadeville hadn’t happened, he never would have met this sex kitten on the road home.

“Need a ride, sweetheart?” Tank asked, trying not to drool.

“Not your sweetheart, asshole.”

“Right, names Tank,”
Humm…he’d like to put that sassy mouth to work, he thought as he waited for her to respond. When she didn’t he asked, “Well, what should I call you then?”

“Tank?” She looked at him as if he’d lost his mind.

“Yep.” He responded. Moving a few steps closer, watching as she stepped back.

“I guess you can call me Wanda.” She replied, making him cock his head to the side. She didn’t really look like a Wanda. Huh, guess you get what you get with a name.
It didn’t really matter anyway. When he was balls deep in her he really wasn’t going to be worried about her name.

“So, w
here are you headed?” Annie asked, looking at him, a bit leery.

“Devils Falls. That your van back a little bit? If it is I can get a friend to tow it for you.” Tank panted, wanting to take her home and have his way with her.

“Hump, you know a strawberry blonde who lives there?” She asked, shocking him.

“You mean Katie?” He asked.

“Yep, I know her. Her boyfriend will eviscerate you if you fuck with me, got it.” She tilted her head. Her hand was inside her purse as she watched him. He was pretty sure she had a gun in that bag. He’d bet money on it. Good girl, he thought, he loved a woman who could handle herself.

“Okay,
Wanda. I just wanna get you somewhere safe. It’s not a good idea for a woman as beautiful as you to be out here on your own.” Tank watched her.

“Fine, you can take me to Katie, but no funny stuff.” She said.
“And quit trying to flatter me, it won’t work.”

“Come on, darling
. It’s safe.”

“Not your darling either, Jackass.”
He just grinned, turning he walked towards his bike.

Annie watched the sexy mountain
, moving back towards his bike. Still a bit unsure, even though she’d been happy at first when he’d stopped. She was hesitant to go with him, the world she lived in had taught her to be leery. Not everyone was safe, even when they looked harmless. And this guy didn’t look harmless by any stretch of the imagination. She pulled her hand off the modified taser and followed him to his bike, with her thighs on fire.

Although, most of the burning
may be from the walking, she was sure some of it was the fact that this guy was sexy as fuck. After all, her lady parts becoming hotter than the sun wasn’t likely from the walking. She really must need to get laid. She was so turned on her nipples were hard and her body was wet. Hell, she thought, climbing on the back of his bike behind him, she was so screwed.

Annie clung to Tank as they rode towards Devils Falls. She wasn’t a very trusting person. She’d learned young that people would almost always disappoint you. So clinging to ‘Tank’, what a ridiculous name, she thought, was a little frightening. The man had to have a real name. Although, Tank fit him, she had to admit. He was huge, almost freakishly so, she thought, with a snort. And her who-ha was so soaked thinking about what else on the man was freakishly big that she was embarrassed. She wasn’t going to call him Tank though, that was ridiculous.

Damn, she was in deep shit,
she thought, still tingling in all the wrong places. Well, they could be the right places depending on how you looked at it.  She just really hoped that he wasn’t a freak, and that he took her to Katie instead of a basement filled with chains.

The bike slowed and she looked around see
ing that they’d pulled up to a shop. Huh, well it wasn’t exactly where she’d wanted to go, but it would do. Tank stopped near the door in a parking spot beside another bike. He waited until she got off, then he climb off too.

“This doesn’t look like Katie’s.” Annie grumbled.

“It’s not. This is the friend that will tow your van, though.” Tank said, looking at her. Damn, she was beautiful, he thought, watching her try to get her windblown hair under control. She looked like she had just gotten out of his bed, the effect was sexy as fuck.

“I told you to take me to Katie, cupcake. Not your friends shop.” She growled, pursing her lips in distaste.

“Cupcake? You can’t call me that. My names Tank, remember.” He scowled at her.

“Sorry,
not calling you by that ridiculous name.” Annie wanted to laugh when he glared at her.

“Fine, call me
Jake then.” Tank finally replied, almost sullen. He didn’t normally give his name out to strangers, but his little head was doing all the thinking at the moment. It had been hard since he’d seen her up close about twenty minutes ago on the side of the road like an offering from the gods.

“Jake
? Really?” She asked, then she scrunched her nose again. What the hell, she didn’t like his real name either? “That’s not much better.” Annie said, grinned, then turned and headed into the shop without waiting for him to follow.

Wome
n were a pain in the fucking ass, Tank decided, following her inside. She was waiting at the counter when he entered. Trick must be in his office, because there was nobody in the room with her. She was dinging the bell on the counter over and over. It was annoying as fuck.

“Can you stop ringing that bell, Wanda? I’ll go get Trick.” He sighed. She turned around looking at him and asked with a confused look.

“Who’s Wanda?”

Tank just stared at her, didn’t the woman know her own damned name? “You are.” He said
, looking at her like the insane person she obviously was. He still wasn’t opposed to screwing her brains out. He could do crazy when it came in a package like hers. Damned woman was hot as fuck. Hot enough to singe his cock from a mile away.

“Ohhh, right.” She said, as if it were perfectly normal not to remember your own name. Fuck.
He walked past her, headed to Trick’s office.

Annie was standing at the counter
, dinging the obviously useless bell on the counter. She’d been really confused when Jake, which was not as bad of a name as she’d pretended it was to annoy him, had come in and called her by the fake name she’d given him. The man probably thought she was an idiot now. Not that it mattered, he was just being nice by bringing her here. She was sure he’d hightail it out of here as soon as he’d passed her off to someone else, which was sort of depressing. She must really need to get laid, if the thought of him leaving made her sad. She didn’t even know him.

Tank returned, followed by another dark haired, sexy man. Dang, these men sure were good looking, she thought. Tank walked around the counter, standing in front of her.

“Give me your keys and we’ll have Tiny go get your van, Wanda.” Tank held out his hand.

She stared at his out stretched hand with apprehension. Should she trust him, or was he after her mother’s product. She knew it was secured, and short of a bomb, which would ruin the product anyway, there was nothing they could do without her finger print. Of course, they could force her to open it for them, or hell cut off her finger and use it to open the vault. Another man came out of the back room, he was also shorter than Tank and the other man. He was just as hot as the first two, though. Damn, were there any average men around this town?