Until I feel her energy pulsing at my back. Her fear violently seeks comfort within me, and I spin around to find Jade curled beside Bonnie on the ground. Lion pulls his AK from beneath the garage door.
“Jade!” I roar so loud that my throat contracts in pain. “Get the fuck inside now!” I point to the doors, but the little bitch shakes her head, grabbing Bonnie from beneath her arms and dragging her to shelter.
I’m going to fucking kill her.
Spinning around just as Slim kicks open the gates, we follow out onto the road as a black Range Rover speeds off and disappears around the corner.
Lowering my gun, I draw my tongue out to my lips as the strong taste of metal strips the hairs on the back of my throat.
“Lion,” I croak, stepping forward. “She might need you right now.”
A look of anguish flashes over his face. “Can’t lose her.”
I point to the car that disappeared, but Fluffy and Wicked roar past us on their bikes. “I’ll catch up!” I yell out at them before looking back to Lion. “They fucked us on our turf, now they’re all going to fucking die. Go in there and handle your woman, and fucking mine while you’re at it,” I say flatly, heading straight for my bike. I take one more look at Jade as blood splatters out of Bonnie’s mouth, seeping through Jade’s fingers.
Jade’s eyes lock with mine. Worry, pain, loss.
I’m so fucking angry at her I can’t see straight. Not even with Bonnie taking her last breaths on the ground.
I kick up my bike and ride out of there in a roll of thunder, knowing that when I get back, we will be down a family member.
Catching up to Fluff and Slim, we swerve in and out of busy streets, hunting for the Rover. I see the tail ass end of the blacked-out SUV a few cars up, turning slightly to signal for Wicked to go around the back street. They fucked us in our home, but they fucked up when they tried to get away with it on our fucking streets. People move around us here. We own this fucking town because for generations we are the ones who have protected it.
Wicked veers off to the right with a song of honks and blaring in the distance, as Fluff sticks to the middle. I pull to the left and gun it forward even more, the metal of my nine hot against my hip. The Rover swerves out to the left, heading toward a boatyard, which works perfect because there’s no one fucking around there.
Our bikes roll up as two fuckers slide out from the driver’s and passenger’s seat and make a run for the dock, where an awaiting boat was with another man behind the wheel. I raise up my gun after jumping off my bike, aiming it straight at the driver and pulling the trigger. With the first pop, blood splatters from the back of his head as his lifeless corpse falls to the ground.
The other two fucks still make a run for the boat as I bolt forward.
My boots slap against the wood when I dive and jump on the slightly heavier fuck from behind, his body falling to the deck. Wicked keeps running, attempting to catch the other and stop the boat from setting off when he just slips past him, jumping onto the boat and replacing the man I shot behind the wheel, pulling away from the dock.
“Fuck!” Wicked yells, his wild eyes flying around the place to find something he can chase the boat with.
“Let up,” I say. “We got all we need.”
Wicked’s silver orbs turn to slate as they zone in on the slob-cunt-fuck that’s beneath my body. “Lion isn’t going to think clearly. He’s going to go in with rage and could ruin it all.”
The man beneath me twists and turns, as I press my knee into his lower back farther. “I won’t say shit! Not ever!”
Rolling saliva in my mouth, I spit in his mouth. “Shut the fuck up.”
Fluff whistles from the parking lot, hiking his thumb over his shoulder as Justice jumps out of the driver’s seat. His brown eyes sorrowfully fall to the ground, his shoulders slouching. I hear what he’s telling me.
Bonnie is gone.
Rage and anger bubble to the surface as I dive my fingers into the man’s mouth, stretching it wide. He glares at me with big eyes. “You’re coming with me, and when I’m done, you’re going to wish I killed you on the spot like I did your friend.”
Dragging his heavy ass to the back of the blacked-out van, we slam the back doors closed. I stop Wicked before he leaves on his bike, with Fluff and Justice standing around behind me.
“We can’t take him back to the clubhouse. I don’t want him anywhere near Jade, and fucking also, Lion isn’t going to be thinking clearly. He won’t want him there, tainting Bonnie’s home.” Both Justice and Fluff agree, and when I look back at Wicked to see his decision, he nods.