Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 92397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
“See that big screen attached to my dashboard? On it is a map. It magically tracks where we are. Read the damn road name off that.”
Normally, Lyric would’ve laughed at Bri’s smart-ass response, but she wasn’t amused by the current situation. She’d breathe easier once they were far, far away from these outlaw bikers.
“Fisher Road.”
“Look how much that high school education came in handy,” Bri told Avery.
Avery flipped her the bird.
“How many are there and are they wearing cuts?
“Four and yes,” Avery answered.
“Do they have any sidecars?” Vi asked Avery next.
“No. But three out of the four have those large, hard saddlebags. The secure ones that lock.”
“Okay. Anything else stand out?”
“No.”
“Okay, I have it documented. So, what were you girls up to?”
“That’s it?” Lyric yelled loud enough for Vi to hear.
“Yes, that’s all we need. We’re documenting routes, times, and numbers. I’m surprised the guys shared that info with you. I figured they’d keep that shit close to their chest.”
Lyric’s eyes sliced between Bri and Avery when those two shared a look and a grimace.
“Wouldn’t it be smart for all of us to be on the lookout?” Lyric asked no one in particular.
Damn pig-headed men!
“Of course, but you know who we’re dealing with here. Remember, they think we’re the weaker sex and it’s up to them to protect us.” A small laugh burst from Vi.
“None of this is funny, Vi. Bri, now that we’ve reported what we’ve seen, let’s head in a different direction,” Lyric suggested.
Vi’s voice came through Avery’s cell phone speaker. “That would be smart.”
“See? The expert agrees.”
“Oh shit. I think we’ve been made,” Bri whispered.
Suddenly Vi was all business. “What’s your current twenty?”
“Our twenty?” Bri asked.
“Location.”
“How does twenty mean the same as location?” Avery asked.
Vi sighed. “Where are you currently? And what are they doing?”
“Uh, we’re heading up Fisher Road about a mile north of Baldwin Road. And they’re slowing down, like big time. And they keep looking back at us.”
Shit. Lyric didn’t want them to become a target.
“Turn off,” Vi ordered Bri.
“There isn’t a turn off for a while according to the GPS. We passed the last crossroad about a mile back.”
“Are you in a remote area?”
Lyric quickly glanced around and all she could see were trees and darkness. “Yes!”
“Shit. I just pulled up a map. Don’t be surprised if you lose cell phone coverage in that area.”
Great. Just what they needed. “We should just do a U-turn,” Lyric suggested.
“Do whatever you feel is safest, Bri, but fall back. Don’t let them get suspicious. Since you’re in a car, they can’t identify you as DAMC, but they could get paranoid if they think they’re being followed.”
“AFMC,” Avery corrected Vi.
“Which is tied ultimately to the DAMC,” Vi returned matter-of-factly. “There is more DAMC blood in the Angels of Fury than Blood Fury or Dark Knights members.”
“Now is not the time!” Lyric told her club sisters.
“Lyric’s right. If you’ve been spotted, then—” Vi stopped talking.
“Vi?” Bri called out.
Nothing.
“She either hung up or…shit. I have no bars,” Bri announced, holding her cell phone up and moving it around to check for a signal.
Meanwhile, Lyric’s heart was pounding as fast as a rabbit being chased by a fox.
“Maybe it’s from being in that dip. Hopefully we’ll have coverage again soon.” Bri’s grip on the wheel tightened as she spoke.
Lyric sure hoped so. This wasn’t good. Not at all. They were not only vulnerable out in the middle of nowhere, they were now out of service.
She quickly checked her phone.
No coverage.
“Check Bri’s phone.”
“The GPS map isn’t updating, that means I don’t have coverage, either,” Bri announced. “I know how to get back home on this route. If we deviate, I won’t and we might get lost without GPS.”
“Lost is better than dead,” Lyric muttered. “And we can find our way home once service is back.”
The Souls braked abruptly until they were almost at a complete stop. Bri slammed on her brakes, too, to avoid crashing into them.
“Turn around, Bri!” Lyric yelled from the back seat, cursing herself for not driving tonight.
But before Bri could get them out of there, they were completely surrounded.
Rage’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He dug it free from the inside pocket of his cut and saw Vi was calling.
What the fuck?
He answered it, “Hang on. Gotta get somewhere not so fuckin’ noisy.” He strode out the front door and out into the dark parking lot at Heaven’s Angels. “What’s up?”
“Bri, Avery, and Lyric were tailing some Souls and I lost contact with them.”
“They were doing fuckin’ what?” he shouted.
Was the top of his head still attached? Because he swore it blew it right off.
Vi ignored his outburst. “I’m currently working on pinging their cell phones to get their location once they’re back in tower range. As soon as I have that, I’ll pass it on. How do you want to handle this?”