Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
For the next two hours, he drained my tank, cleaned my fuel lines, and ultimately made sure that everything was in working order.
Then he put everything back together and said, “Now we need gas.”
I winced. “I can walk and go get a little bit again.”
He leveled me with a look. “I’ll go. You stay here. I don’t have any space on my bike for you.”
That had me wilting slightly because there was space, I’d seen my sister ride with Doc plenty of times to know that there was always space, but chose not to argue.
Instead I sat down in the seat he’d gotten for me and started to read a book.
He grabbed another cookie from the box, then took his milk and started walking, leaving me alone in the huge shop by myself.
I was halfway through a chapter—a book about dragons and mages—and was really getting into the scene when a scrape had me craning my neck to see who was there with me.
Except, when I looked, there was no one there.
Weird.
I got out of my seat, clutching my phone in my hand, and went to have a look around.
It was as I was moving around the fourth car in the massive shop that I realized that there were a lot of places to hide in here.
Inside cars. Under cars. On the other sides of cars.
There was room fairly everywhere for someone to hide.
Which had my heart speeding up inside of my chest.
So many places to hide, yet I was stuck sitting here like a damn duck waiting to be slaughtered.
I decided the best option for me was to wait outside.
At least if I was outside, I had somewhere to run.
I went through the maze that Jasper had led me through earlier until I reached the front door.
Then, for good measure, I slammed it closed and then went to the shadows to wait for Jasper to get back.
I crouched down low next to the building and waited.
Maybe if I was still and quiet, nothing would happen.
I was probably overreacting, but I had a gut instinct that never failed me. And right now, it was screaming that I needed to be careful and cautious.
It was as I was crouched down there that the door to the office opened, and a man slinked out wearing nothing but black. His shirt. His pants. His boots. His baclava. Even his gloves were black.
He was tall, but not as tall as Jasper. And skinny as a rail.
Maybe a teenager.
I didn’t know, but what I did know was that I was staying put and hoping that the man didn’t notice me.
He walked down the length of the building, stopped before he could get to the corner, and then took an immediate right that took him diagonally across the parking lot.
He stopped halfway across the parking lot and then walked straight down the middle of the drive until he got to the street.
It was then I realized that the man was avoiding the cameras that I knew Webber had up.
What the fuck?
Jasper’s bike sounded, and I blew out a silent sigh of relief as the rumble got closer and closer.
How I knew it was Jasper’s bike, you ask?
Because it had a very distinctive, throaty purr.
It was less loud than all the other bikes that I was around, and I decided it was due to the deepness of the rumble.
I clenched my hands into fists but stayed exactly where I was until Jasper got to the parking spot he’d been in earlier. He had my small red gas can in his hand, and he was swinging his leg off his bike as I stood.
I blinked with how fast he moved.
One second, he was holding a gas can, and the next I had the barrel of a big black gun pointed at me.
“Shit,” he hissed as I stepped into the lights. “What the fuck are you doing out here? Jesus, can’t you follow directions?”
As he dropped the gun, my temper began to rise.
“I don’t know,” I snapped. “I usually can. At least now. But when I’m faced with a man sneaking around Webber’s shop wearing all black that was trying to be quiet, I don’t tend to listen to someone telling me to stay.”
He frowned as he started to catalog the area with a keener eye. “What man?”
“I don’t know,” I grumbled. “I didn’t stop to ask him his name or introduce myself. I just left.”
He cursed and called up Apollo again. “Apollo.”
“Dude,” Apollo groaned. “I’m trying, but do you know how many fuckin’ cameras that UPS facility has? A lot. And seeing as the one she’s working at is in the damn airport, it’s even harder to get in here without people tracing it. Give me some…”
“Forget that for a second. I left to get gas and just got back. Left Calli behind and she said there was a man in Webber’s shop wearing all black.”