Marley POV:

We sat outside the Blue Bird motel as we watched to see which room Andrew could be in. His car was out front so we knew he was there.

This dumbass was so sloppy. After an hour or so of waiting I decided to go to the front desk and ask for him.

A woman in her mid twenties looked up and me and gave me a flirty smile.

I internally rolled my eyes at her gesture.

"Hi, handsome. Can I help you?" She asked fluttering her eye lashes.

"I'm lookin' for a friend of mine. Andrew Clark? He's here visiting his daughter and I was sent to pick him up." I said, smiling politely at her.

"Of course." She said before looking up his name.

"Room 144." She told me. "Thank you." I replied.

When I walked out, I whistled to my brothers and gestured them to follow me.

When I got to the room, I covered the peep hole and knocked.

When the door opened, he looked at me confused.

The door was barely cracked so I knew Jack was in there somewhere.

"Can I help you?" He asked. "Andrew Clark?" I asked. "Yes."

I smirked at him before discretely pulling my knife out from the back of my belt.

"We're friends of Cheyenne."

His face dropped as he looked around and saw the rest of the MC push their way into the room.

I looked around the room but saw no sign of Jack.

"Where is he?" I growled. "I'm alone." He responded.

"Tie him up." Ryder demanded.

Kade pushed him onto the chair and took the rope out of the bag he was carrying and tied Andrew to it.

"I'll ask one more time before I start cutting off." I told him.

The fear in his eyes made me laugh.

"Where is my son?" I asked again.

His fear turned to anger.

"He's my son!" He yelled.

I took out the brass knuckles from my pocket and slammed my fist into his nose.

"Where is he!" I yelled.

"Boss!" Kade yelled out to Ryder.

"Watch him." I told Danny.

I ran into the bathroom where I saw Jack tied up and unconscious. He was beaten badly and it brought tears to my eyes.

"Get him to a hospital." Ryder told Kade.

I walked back over to Andrew and glared at him.

"You're sick. How can you treat a child this way, huh?" I asked as I got in his face.

"He killed my wife!" Andrew yelled.

"He didn't ask to be born, you worthless piece of dog shit!" I yelled and hit him again.

"What are you going to do? Kill me?" He mocked.

I stood straight and crossed my arms.

"Oh no. I'm savin' that for my girl. She'll take her sweet time with you, too. All the years of pain you've cause her and Jack, will come right back onto you. Then she'll kill you." I said before bending down to his level.

"And we'll all be there to watch as you scream for her forgiveness." I said in a low threatening voice.

"Get him to the house. I can't wait to see this mother fucker suffer." I said as I watched my brothers hog tie Andrew.

Cheyenne POV:

A few hours after the guys left, I heard the front door open.

"Cheyenne! Call Sarah, now!" Marley yelled.

I ran downstairs and saw Marley carrying my unconscious son in his arms.

"Jack!" I panicked as I rushed over to him.

"Baby, wake up. Please." I said as I sobbed, holding him close to me.

Not even five minutes later, Sarah came rushing in the door.

She gasped when she saw Jack laying on the couch.

"Get him to my office, now!" She yelled.

Sarah laid Jack down on the small hospital bed we had in the doctor's office at the house and I held his hand as tears streamed down my face.

"It's okay, baby. I'm here." I whispered.

"He has a few broken ribs and his wrist is fractured." Sarah said weakly as tears came to her own eyes.

She checked around his head and found a spot of blood on the back.

"Possible concussion." She continued.

I rested my forehead on Jack's hand and sobbed quietly.

"How is he?" Marley asked when he rushed in.

"It's not good, Marley. He needs to go to the hospital." Sarah said almost out of breath.

Marley looked at Jack and started to cry himself. They were tears of anger.

"Get him to the hospital. I'm ending this now."