Bringing Harmony (Ops Warriors MC) Page 2

  Looking around while refusing to make eye contact with the guys, she took everything in. Growing up with her father, she knew what the MC club did, and she didn’t care. One of the things she had to learn growing up, the line could be crossed, if it was for the greater good. Her father had been in the military for twenty years, they paid for his college to become a lawyer, and when he got out, he became the DA for the town. But he had always loved his bike, and when the Ops Warriors changed hands to Creed and his bunch, he became active in the club again.

  Not that he hadn’t been active before, he had been when he was in the military and stationed there. But when he became the DA, Fish had drawn the line and Creed’s father, Limbo, had respected it. Her father still was a biker at heart, but of course, some of the activities the club was involved in wouldn’t look good on a resume. So, the club and her father agreed to disagree on some things. Harmony couldn’t just distance herself from the only family she knew, leaving her father to accept it grudgingly.

  Fish was a single father, her mother decided the day Harmony was born she was not meant to be a mother, and she signed over her parental rights and left the hospital and her father alone with a newborn. The guys at the club had picked up the slack and been there for her father. That was how she had grown up, with some of the meanest badasses in the country. That being said, she also had grown up with a distinct impression on white, black, and grey areas of the world. She also respected that her father lived in a grey area.

  When she was old enough to understand, Harmony realized her father wouldn’t turn a blind eye if one of the guys got caught doing something illegal; however, he also didn’t seek out reasons to bust them. Limbo knew this and worked his magic on the local police so he had protection. The club did things for the community and they were known for keeping the town safe. Therefore, the townspeople overlooked the club’s illegal activities.

  Harmony met Creed and Fork when her dad brought her to a picnic just after he had gotten out of the military. She had fallen in love with them at first sight; of course, she had been a young teen then, with stars in her eyes. For years she followed them around, became their shadow, and they let her. Creed had grown up in the club the same as her, but she had never known him because her dad kept her away from the club until she was old enough to understand what they were about. She knew the guys who helped raise her were into motorcycles but that was about it. Once Fish brought her to a family party though, and she saw Creed and Fork, two enlisted men who were like heroes to everyone in town, Harmony had decided right then and there they were hers. It wasn’t until she was twenty, and she let her interest in the two men be known, that they had a problem.

  Two men, it would usually freak most people out, but then most people didn’t grow up in a motorcycle club. She learned and was taught that love was love, you didn’t fuck around with it. Who cared if you loved one man, or two men. As long as they were loyal and understood club life, who cared? She had seen several ménage relationships and they had all been loving. So when she saw two men who without a shadow of a doubt were her dream men, she didn’t blink—she just waited.

  The sad part, was that through the years she saw the women they were attracted to. It was heartbreaking but Harmony convinced her young heart they hadn't seen her yet. When she found out they actually had, and just chose to ignore her, it crushed her.

  She had graduated from college with a degree in Criminal Justice, no, she had no desire to be a police officer, besides, Harmony didn’t take orders from people very well. So, her father suggested opening her own private investigation firm. She jumped on the idea and never looked back; being young and inexperienced, she hired one of the guys from the club who used to be Security Forces in the military. Monk was like a second father to her, and gave her firm credibility. At twenty-two, most people laughed when they saw she was the CEO. So Monk became the face of Hill Investigations, and the club had been their first client.

  Creed and Fork had taken over from Limbo a few years previous, and she had watched them turn the club in a new direction. Her father approved of it, because certain things like running drugs were things of the past. The club was basically legitimate, all except for their guns, that was acceptable because the guns were supplied to many underground agencies that helped abused women get away from their abusers.

  Harmony liked this about the club and was more than happy to help with it. However, they didn’t think she could deal with it until Monk came into the fold. Then they were all over it. Over the last few years when Harmony had refused to have anything to do with the club socially, she had still made sure she helped the agencies that needed it. This is what made her so successful so fast, because Harmony and Monk had no tolerance for abuse and they would do whatever it took to get women out of a bad situation—anything.

  She had been thrilled to work with the guys, knowing that once they saw her as a grownup now, they couldn’t help but want her. She had been so wrong, and humiliated too. It had been awful, the night she had planned to give them her virginity, and her love. It had been the night of a party for some kind of announcement the next day. Harmony had dressed with care, wearing a classic little black dress she knew she looked good in.

  Her father wasn’t going to the party because he was taking depositions that night so she knew she was in the clear. Everything had been set, but when she walked into the party and searched for the men who had stolen her heart, she had been devastated…

  Now here she was, two years later, right where she did not want to be, back in this godforsaken compound and they were suddenly interested in her life.

  Creed folded his arms over his chest and looked at Harmony, she felt like a fucking bug under a microscope. The silence in the room was nerve racking, but she knew what they were doing. Fucking Alpha men who thought they could scare her. Fuck that, grinning, Harmony uncrossed the arms over her chest and met their eyes with a bored expression. She wanted to grin when both men cursed and shook their heads.

  “Harmony, why don’t you tell us why you decided to come here.” Creed sighed.

  “Why? Let me think, um, your fucking club is in danger you prick. I am pretty sure you know exactly who threw the fucking Molotov cocktails in my office. And who the fuck does that these days, I mean, those were so twenty years ago, shit, now you can get your hand on a bomb and just blow shit up. But nooooo, I am stuck with the assholes who leave a mess, at least if they would have blown up my office it would be cleaner, well for me,” Harmony grumbled and both men were staring at her like she was nuts.

  “Are you kidding me right now? What was Fish thinking? Why the fuck did he put you on this case?” Creed bellowed and Harmony sat straight up in her chair.

  “You had better think before you speak one more word, asshole,” Harmony yelled and Fork stepped between the two and held up his hand with a grin.

  “Let’s settle down for a second here,” the VP said and Harmony glared at him.

  “No, Spoon, let’s not settle down, let’s get this shit out in the open,” Harmony said.

  Fork frowned and turned to Harmony and said, “It’s Fork and you damn well know it.”

  Harmony laughed. She knew how he got his name; they all knew how he got his name. While at dinner one night, a rival gang had started shit with them, Fork had been quick and grabbed the fork he was eating with and stabbed the man in the hand before things got completely out of hand. It had made the point with the other men who were hassling them and the situation had gone down as one of the funniest in club history.

  “Do I?” Harmony snapped.

  “You can’t stab someone in the hand with a spoon,” Fork snapped back and Harmony laughed and shook her head.

  “Whatever, Spoon, now hear this,” Harmony said. “I am good at my job, have developed a good reputation, and no one is going to tell me how the hell to run it.”

  “Woman, you are still wet behind the ears,” Creed snarled. “Just seeing the clusterfuck this is shows how sloppy you have
been. They never should have been able to find out you were investigating them.”

  Harmony rolled her eyes and then said, “They knew because I went right to the source and asked the leader of the Diablos a few questions. The two shits who are being held for Freedom’s kidnapping were refusing to help, and we needed some answers. Put them on notice they are not bulletproof.”

  Creed and Fork stepped back and stared at her once again like she had lost her mind.

  “You went into the Diablos crib and questioned him by yourself? Harmony, that was stupid, it put you on the map,” Creed said, running his hand through his hair and messing it up. She loved it when he did that, made him look like he just woke up. Something Harmony had wanted to see a few years ago, now it made her want to grab a pair of clippers and go to town.

  “Of course I didn’t, geeze, I am not an idiot. I actually did graduate with a degree, and know how to protect myself. For your information, my office handles the investigations for not only the town, but several more. Monk and I have been making a name for ourselves,” Harmony said.

  “Yeah, we have heard,” Creed said and stepped closer. “But Monk is the one who runs things.”

  “Are you kidding me, have you even talked to him about it, ‘cause I can guarantee he is not saying that. He helps out, he is the face of the company because I am young, but make no mistake, I am the boss of Hill Investigations,” Harmony yelled and both Creed and Fork frowned and looked at each other. Yeah, they hadn’t bothered to ask, they only saw and thought what they wanted to and that pissed her the fuck off.

  When they would have asked more questions, Harmony held up her hand. “Whatever, I don’t have time for this, I came to tell you the shit you are pulling is bleeding over, so you need to step back. My dad is going to make sure they go down.”

  “You don’t even know the half of it,” Creed said and Fork got stiff. The Diablos weren’t just messing with them, they were also messing with another club they had ties to. Fork made a noise of disgust.

  “Devil Savages,” Fork ground out. “Look into it.”

  “Wait,” Creed said. “She is not looking into anything.”

  “Yes, I am,” Harmony said and then stepped forward. “In fact, I need to get back to town. Fish and Monk are probably waiting for me.”

  “They can come out here,” Creed said firmly.

  “No, I will go there.” Harmony laughed and went to walk out the door when she was pulled back and put in a chair, her wrist was handcuffed to the desk she had been sitting in front of before she could even take a breath. “What the fuck?” she yelled loudly.

  “They can come out here,” Creed said and sat down while she yelled and grabbed his cell. Fork shook his head and smiled.

  Yeah, Harmony was back.

  Chapter Two

  Creed and Fork knew they were going to be in for a battle, something had happened two years ago to make Harmony stop coming to the club. They both knew it was bad because Harmony had been hanging around the club for years, but they didn’t know what. Not that it had been a bad thing, she was the daughter of one of the old timers, and at the time there had been too many new guys coming and going. Creed and Fork had just realized they wanted her, both of them. They had started thinking that for the first time when she was twenty but gave her time to grow up.

  Seeing her after so long, Creed hadn’t been able to believe his eyes. She had grown up in two years, lost her baby face, and turned into a gorgeous young woman. Fork agreed, he could tell the way he was looking at her. Later they were going to have to talk. But after seeing her, he wasn’t letting her take the risks she had been. It was crazy, Freedom had almost died because of those bastards, and Harmony wasn’t going to be the next causality, not on his watch.

  He called Fish and Monk; both of them were old timers who ran with Creed’s father when he had been alive. Both of them had been aware of their plans two years ago, but Fish had asked them to wait for him to talk to her. Bringing a woman in as an old lady, especially a daughter of one of the old timers, was a big deal. Fish needed to tell the club he was okay with it. Creed had the upmost respect for the two older bikers because of their experience, but also because they are the scariest muther fuckers he had ever come across.

  “You know I am gonna have your nuts in a vise for this,” Harmony muttered and both men shook their heads and remained silent.

  Monk walked into the office first and paused, raising an eyebrow at the sight of Harmony in handcuffs, but when Fish walked in, he laughed.

  “How did you get my girl to stay in cuffs?” Fish said.

  “Because I was waiting for a witness to kick their asses. Seriously, I didn’t want to deal with the two drama kings here so I just waited,” Harmony said with a shrug and stood and the cuffs dropped off her wrist. “Hey, Dad, Monk. I will let ya deal with them, I am going to say hi to Shady and Freedom, then I am outta here.”

  Monk clapped, Fish laughed harder, and Fork and Creed growled. “My baby girl has been able to get out of cuffs since she was knee high to a grasshopper,” Fish roared. “You boys never listen or pay attention, do you?”

  “No they don’t, set them straight on this, Monk, and make sure they don’t interfere again, or I am going to make sure to aim low with my gun,” Harmony said and walked out the door. “Creed, Spoon, have a nice day and thanks for the tip,” she said with a wink and she was gone.

  “That is so uncool,” Fork yelled. “You can’t stab a guy with a spoon damn it.”

  Harmony slammed the door and both of them looked at Fish and Monk who were trying to keep a straight face. Creed rolled his eyes and then said.

  “Fish, what is going on?”

  The older man sighed and then ran a hand down his face. “We thought we had a handle on this, the two guys were feeling the pressure, we figured it was a matter of time before they gave us what we wanted. But we underestimated the leader of the Diablos; he isn’t going to go away quietly. He wants this area for a pipeline and he is not going to give it up, put all of his eggs in one basket so he can’t leave it. We are gonna have to figure out another way to get to them.”

  Monk nodded, “Savages asked for a meeting.”

  Creed felt Fork go stiff, shit this was gonna be fun. Fork and Tonto, the prez of the Savages, were half brothers, it was a long fucking boring story, but what it boiled down to was drama they didn’t need right now. His best friend was gonna have to bury that shit for now.

  “How are they involved, besides the obvious?” Creed said. When they had rescued Freedom from the Diablos, they discovered one of the Savages' women had been kidnapped as well.

  “Got the same problem as we do, only they didn’t catch any of the bastards, instead they got away. We are going to have to compare notes and make up a plan, their town is too close to ignore this, if we lose their town we are gonna be living with this shit forever, bleeding over into our business. It would be better if we cooperate with each other, and make them gone for good,” Monk said and Creed looked at him closely.

  The older biker reminded him of his father, long black hair that was turning silver now, was pulled back into a ponytail, his face weathered with age but still strong and tan. He respected the man, and Fish as well. He would listen to what they had to say, but his VP and best friend was going to have to put his shit aside or this wasn’t going to work.

  “Make the meet, we will be there,” Creed said softly and then turned to Fish. “Harmony needs to be out of this, they have shown they will go after anyone who is a threat. She just put herself on the map and until we deal with this shit, she needs to lay low, she does that here.”

  “My daughter is not going to go for that and you know it. She made her choice two years ago when she stopped coming around. I tried to talk to her, but she said she was done with the club. Told you what her decision was, I won’t betray her confidence. She is my daughter, I think I have some sorting out to do, didn’t ask the right questions back then, just listened, and did what she said. Shoul
d have known better, club is in her blood,” Fish smiled. “Even when she was pissed, not making sense and listening to reason, I should have paused. But I didn’t, took her for her word and kept my promise. She is already knee deep in this shit, this became personal when they burned her office down. She is back, don’t let her get away this time. And the last time I told my daughter anything, it did not go well for me, had to eat at McDonalds for a week. So Monk and I will keep a lookout for her until we figure this out, just give me a few days.”

  Creed shook his head but Monk laughed. “Boy, I have been doing this for a long time, and I know how to handle Harmony. She will be fine.”

  Creed felt Fork move forward and lean in. “One week, then we are coming for her.”

  Monk frowned and Fish’s eyes narrowed and looked at the president and vice president of the Ops Warriors Motorcycle Club closely. They apparently were shocked at what they saw because Fish began to shake his head.

  “Not going there, man,” Fish said quietly. “Last time was fucked up. Had my girl turned inside out, wouldn’t talk to me, threatened to move if I didn’t quit asking questions. I need to know before this goes further what the fuck she thinks happened. Because things are not adding up.”

  “I agree, we are not doing this again,” Monk said then it was Creed and Fork's turn to look confused. Neither of them had any idea what the two older men were talking about, but they knew it had to do something with why Harmony hadn’t been around for the last two years, and why she was so cold to them when she did show up.

  “Not doing what?” Fork demanded. “We don’t have a fucking clue what you are talking about.”

  Fish shook his head again. “Not my story to tell, but just know, not going there again because it almost broke her. Need to ask some questions, and until I do, Harmony doesn’t want to be here, she is not here. Let her decide, and from what I can see, she already has. We can deal with the immediate and worry about the past later. Now, I am her father, Monk is her mentor, we have three other men who we can call to set up her protection and she has her men, the ones she employs. We will keep her safe.”