Chapter 94 A hot teacher look
Liam
This city is a dump. Just a filthy, packed mess of people and noise. All that garbage on the street, the constant blaring of horns… it’s a headache. I need to get to the nicer part of town, maybe then I could breathe. I was supposed to be here days ago, but my car died in Ohio. Another worthless place. I was stuck there for a week.
I have to call Jake, find out where this club of his is. What kind of club has people living in it? Probably some dump for rich college boys pretending to be tough. Thinking about Jake now, I remember he was never much. A lazy student. The only reason he finished junior year was because he could play football. The school had to keep all those players just skating by. What a joke. Jake was a defensive end. He was useful to me once, though. When Lia was a sophomore and I was not her professor. He was the perfect spy.
He looks like the harmless kid from down the street. Always dressed nice, black hair, green eyes. Clean cut. A big farm boy. So yeah, he’s definitely mixed up with some rich frat club.
I finally stopped in front of a hotel that looked okay. I got out and stretched my back. Grabbing my bag from the seat, I heard a motorcycle growl past. I just frowned. The two people on it looked fine as they went by, but the woman on the back was wearing a vest. It said “Lords of Chaos, Property of Beast.” Property of Beast? What the fuck. I shook my head. Of course it was a woman. She was glued to the man driving, her face pressed into his jacket. I got a quick look at the guy. He seemed hard. Like trouble. Whatever. Bikers are trash, and the women with them are no better. Everyone knows that. That TV show a while back showed exactly what those people are like. It was fiction, but they got their ideas from somewhere real.
I checked in and got my key. The room was alright. Small, but comfortable enough. I am not here to relax. I am here to find my little bitch and take her back.
I dropped my bag on the bed and got my phone out. I called the number Jake left me a few weeks back.
Loud music blasted through the phone. I could hear women yelling and men laughing hard. Unbelievable.
“Yeah, who is this?” a loud voice answered.
“Jake? This is Professor Carpenter.”
“This is not Jake. That piece of shit vanished. Probably getting his dick wet with some club girl. Hey! Anyone see the prospect who is supposed to be working the bar?”
I heard a bunch of voices say no. Then someone said, “That idiot just blew his shot at becoming a member.” Another voice said, “Ah, come on, Butcher.” The answer was firm. “No. He’s had his chances. Besides, Myla told me he was disrespecting Lia.”
I hung up then. Lia was definitely there, at that loud place. But that does not make sense. Lia does not go to parties. Maybe it is a different Lia. No. My gut says it is her. So the little cunt has likely become Jake’s whore. I will kill him. Then I will make her understand why she should never have run from me, and why she should never have opened her legs for Jake Barrow.
I just need to find them. I typed a number into my phone. I know what to do.
“Hello?”
“David. It’s Liam.”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“Find someone for me. Then we are even.”
David is a guy I knew in college. He is good with computers. One of the best I know. He is also the only one who owes me. I did not need him for the bus station videos; I had other people for that. But for this, I need David. In college, he got mixed up with drugs. I heard his dorm was going to be searched, and I told him. He got rid of the stuff just in time. He has done a few jobs for me over the years. He is the one who tapped Lia’s phone for me. I know he is sick of me calling in favors. If anyone found out, he would go to prison.
“I’m giving you a phone number. I need everything about it. I need to know where to find the person who has it.”
“Fine. I’ll call you in a few hours. Maybe tomorrow. I have to finish something else first.”
“I have time. Now that I know I am in the right city, I have all the time I need.”
I gave him the number and he hung up. I walked down the street to a diner. I was in a good mood, actually. I ate a burger and some fries.
“Hi,” a woman’s voice said. She was standing by my table.
I looked up. Blue eyes, lots of blonde hair. She was wearing so much makeup. Bright red lips. A tight black shirt and those short black pants. High heels. She looked like a picture from an old magazine.
“Hello. Can I help you?” I asked, not sure why she was talking to me.
“My friend and I,” she pointed to a table, “were wondering if you’re a teacher. You have that look. A hot teacher look.”
I looked over. A redhead dressed just like her was sitting there. She waved. I gave her a small smile.
“I am a professor. At the University of Nebraska. I am on leave right now. Taking a break.”
“Oh! Well, she owes me fifty dollars. I guessed teacher, she guessed accountant,” she said with silly laugh.
I smiled a little, tight. Why am I even talking to her?
“Anyway, we’re heading to a party. At the Lords of Chaos clubhouse. Want to come? You look like you could have some fun.”
“What is the Lords of Chaos?”
“You must be from out of town,” she said, and her laugh was annoying. “It’s a motorcycle club. A big one around here. They throw the best parties.”
“No, thank you. Motorcycle clubs are not for me.”
“Well, obviously. But you could come with us. Have some drinks. Stella, that’s my friend,... I, I’m Brandy, by the way… we could show you a real good time.”
“I am in a relationship,” I lied. Like I would spend time with women who hang around bikers. They are probably covered in germs.
“Your loss. It could have been fun,” she said. She walked back to her friend. I felt cold just thinking about it. They looked like whores. I like my girls young and pure. Like Lia. I taught her well. I need her back. If Jake and his friends have not ruined her completely.
I looked down at my food. That woman made me not want to eat anymore. I paid and went back to the hotel. I am so close to Lia I can almost feel it. I just have to wait for David to call.