Page 62 of Royal Sons MC

"Way ahead of you." Keys quick response eased King's mind, which he was sure had Tiana's captives shitting in their expensive suits.

"Our boys have set up a distraction on the other side of the estate. We've got a clear shot if we go now," King ordered.

Traeger shot out of the garage, the small car clearly having a lot of horsepower. None of them uttered a word until they hit the end of the driveway, where the large iron gates stood wide open. "Shit, this was too easy," King muttered, whipping his head backward.

With the car at a steady thirty, which was fast for exiting a private drive, Traeger steered the vehicle onto the road, jerking the wheel to the left just as the first bullet pinged the back fender. "Get your head down," he ordered, pushing Kailani's head toward her knees while he shoved Tiana onto the seat between them.

King shot out the back window, returning fire as Traeger concentrated on the road.

"Keys, we got trouble." King brought his arm back in through the broken window.

He brushed the glass off of Tiana, checking her for injuries. "You okay?" he asked while listening to Traeger and Kailani talk upfront. The calm way the older woman spoke and held herself, he knew she was a ride-or-die chick, just what his friend needed.

"I'll keep you safe," Traeger vowed.

She turned her head sideways, staring at Traeger. "I'll keep myself safe, thanks. Just get us as far away from there as possible. We'll pull over when it's safe for you to rendezvous with them. I'm sure you guys have someone ready to pick the three of you up, yes?"

Tiana whimpered, returning his focus to her and off the little scenario playing in the front of the vehicle. "What's up, little girl?"

"What's going on?" Her voice was strained.

"Well, it goes something like this: You whistled for a cab, and when it came near, the license plate said ‘Fresh’,

and had dice in the mirror. Except when you rolled them fuzzy little bastards, they didn’t land on your lucky number," King muttered.

"Did you just make a joke?" Traeger asked, steering the little car onto the highway.

"Whoa, why aren't you pulling over?" Kailani asked, seeming to ignore King. "And in case you didn't notice, this isn't a cab."

"This got the V8 engine?" he asked.

Kailani nodded. "Yes. It's a nine-speed auto. It's supposed to go from zero to sixty in under five seconds." She looked out the side window.

"Well, we're about to find out," Traeger muttered.

King met his gaze in the rearview mirror. Knowing without words, they had trouble coming, and they would be in a world of hurt if they didn't get some assistance. "Digger, where you be, man?" he asked, knowing the brother could hear him through their earpiece.

"I got eyes on you and that tail. Ps. Can I have it if you don't damage that ride too bad?" Digger asked, eagerness ringing in his tone.

"Brother, you're a shit. This little number is spoken for. Now, how 'bout you give a little assist with the fucker on my ass?" Traeger grunted.

"Oh, shit, that's Rico or his men. If you pull over, he might be more lenient on you," Kailani whispered.

Traeger chuckled, but he shifted gears, not slowing one bit. "One day, you'll see how much fun I can and will have with that little shit you call brother, but not tonight. Tonight, we'll get that one to safety. After that, you and I will figure out where to put you.

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