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)
Lyric hoped not. “We don’t have anything tying us to either club. Maybe they thought we were witnesses. Or that we were going to rob them of the drugs.”
“Why would they think that?” Avery asked next.
“I don’t know! I’m just spitballing here!”
“First off, is everyone okay? Avery?” Bri asked, sounding more like her normal self instead of someone who totally lost their shit and hit a home run with two bikers and a bat.
Avery was inspecting her fingers. “Yes, but I broke a nail.”
“Lyric?”
“I think so.”
“Are you bleeding?”
“No.”
“Breathing?”
“Yes.”
“Then as long as you have control of your bowels, you’re okay.”
Was Bri attempting to make a joke?
Suddenly, their phones began to ding off the charts.
“We have coverage again!” Avery did a little jig in her seat.
“No shit. Who the hell was texting us like a maniac?” Bri asked. “Vi?”
“Yes, but not just her.” Lyric skimmed her texts. “Ashton. Nix. Zeke. Indie.”
“Anything good?” Bri asked.
Lyric answered, “Demanding to know where we are.”
None from her parents, though. That probably meant they were unaware of the situation. She couldn’t believe Nix didn’t tell them. Maybe that was for the best.
Avery dropped the phone from her ear. “I got a voicemail from Zeke. He said Rage and some of the Shadows went out to find us.”
Great. Ash was going to lose his shit. As if it wasn’t bad enough they’d gone out to The Pink Pearl, they had also tangled with some Souls.
“Maybe I should let Ash know we’re on the way back.” Lyric sank her teeth into her bottom lip. She wasn’t looking forward to that conversation.
“You could…” Bri drew out. “Or you could just talk to him in person.”
She yanked the steering wheel to the right and pulled onto the narrow shoulder.
“What are you—”
“Because they found us already.”
What? Lyric tipped her head to the left and the right, attempting to see around the spider cracks in the windshield.
Well, shit. Five sleds were coming over a rise in the road and headed directly for them, hell bent for leather. She recognized each of those riders.
“They’re not going to be happy,” Lyric whispered.
“Those Souls will regret ever fucking with us,” Avery claimed.
“Not with the Souls. With us,” Lyric clarified.
“We didn’t do anything wrong,” Bri said.
Lyric sighed.
Once again, they were surrounded, but while she could see Ash’s angry expression, at least it wasn’t murderous.
Yet.
That could easily change once he heard the details of their recent adventure.
Grim and Ghost stayed on their sleds, keeping an eye on the road in both directions. Ash, Reaper, and Chaos dismounted and circled the RAV4, inspecting the damage.
Their hard expressions said it all.
With a shake of his head, Chaos tried to open the driver’s door, but it was locked. “Open the damn door.”
The second Bri unlocked the doors, Chaos flung hers open. “What the fuck happened?”
“You want the short or long version?”
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Chaos bit out. “Souls do this?”
“Well, we certainly didn’t run into the White Tail Deer MC out here.”
Lyric groaned at Bri’s attempt at levity.
The rear door closest to Lyric was jerked open and luckily, she didn’t have a seat belt on, because with one yank, Ash had her out of the back seat and onto her feet. He glanced over at Reaper. “Check on the big mouth in the passenger seat while I deal with this one.”
This one?
Avery climbed out. “Did you call me a big mouth?”
“Am I fuckin’ wrong?” Ash snarled at her.
“Eh,” Avery responded with a shrug.
He bared his teeth at her, adjusted his firm grip on Lyric’s bicep, then pulled her a few yards away from the car. He spun her around to face him and visually inspected her from head to toe. “You good?”
“Yes.” She kept her answer simple because now was not the time to get into the smaller details, like batting practice and nut relocation. No, that could definitely wait. “How did you find us?”
“Vi has a way to track your phones. Thank fuck.”
“Wait. What?” They were being tracked? Or was it possible because of their cell phones?
“She said you were chasin’ some goddamn Souls.” The first part came out tightly controlled, but the roar that came next made her wince. “Are you fuckin’ crazy?” He didn’t even wait for her answer before grinding out, “Where are they?”
“We…uh…”
Reaper was suddenly standing next to Ash with his nostrils flared and his body tight. Was he worried Ash would flip the fuck out and hurt her?
Lyric wasn’t because she knew Ash would never do that.
“Where?” Reaper asked her in a more reasonable tone.
“The last we saw them was maybe five miles south of here?” She wasn’t great with distances.
Ash and Reaper exchanged glances. “Let’s go.”
The three of them closed the short gap between them and the others. Ash turned toward Chaos. “Get ‘em home.”
“Brother…”
“No, someone needs to get them the fuck home ‘cause I got some important shit to do.”