Page 50 of Savage Cravings
My eyes took a moment to adjust, and I vaguely made out the outline of another person standing in the shadow by the dark car closest to us.
“Who the fuck are you?” Lenny asked.
“Why don’t you put the girl down and find out?”
I tensed, recognizing the voice.
Silas.
What were the odds that I would run into him now?
Lenny chuckled. “Mind your own business, boy. This is between me and the girl. Now run along before you get hurt.”
Silas pushed away from the car and moved closer to us. I was able to make out his features. He didn’t look as amused as he sounded. His eyes briefly moved to me before he brought his focus back to Lenny.
“Want to find out if it’s me or you who gets hurt?”
Lenny scoffed and threw me to the ground. I grunted when my backside hit the concrete, sure I would bruise there later.
Lenny didn’t wait. He charged at Silas, and I could only stand there in stunned silence as Silas expertly dodged him.
Lenny pulled up short, turned around, and tried to get Silas again. Silas moved out of the way at the last second and struck, hitting Lenny right in the ribs. I flinched. Even from where I was, the sound was loud.
Silas didn’t give Lenny time to recover. He kept up with the punches, never slowing down. Lenny easily outweighed Silas, and had a few inches on him, but the way they fought told me Silas had experience taking on a bigger opponent. He knew whathe was doing, and Lenny was sloppy. I didn’t even think he got in one punch.
My stomach caved in relief as blood dripped down Lenny’s face. I wasn’t even sure where he could be bleeding from, and it didn’t look like it mattered at this point, considering how tired he looked.
One final blow to the side of his head, and he went down.
I would have thought he was dead had I not seen his chest push in and out with every hard breath he took.
Silas turned to me. I tried to move away.
He didn’t even look winded, and his long legs easily ate up the distance between us until he was standing in front of me. I was still on the ground. I should have used the opportunity when they were fighting to run, but I didn’t.
And now it was too late.
I swallowed hard as Silas leaned down and pulled me up.
He searched the area, and pulled me to my left. I was still too out of it to really put up a protest. It wasn’t until he bent down and picked up my keys that I got out of my head.
“What about him?” I asked, my voice soft. As if I was afraid there might be someone around to hear us.
“Don’t worry about the bastard?—”
“Lenny,” I interrupted. I didn’t know why I did it. It wasn’t like his name was all that important.
“Right,” Silas said slowly. “Lenny. Someone will take care of it.”
I shot him a sharp look. “Take care of it?”
“Yeah. Call the cops. Take him to the hospital. That sort of shit. I doubt he’ll say anything. Why? What did you think I meant when I said take care of it?”
I shook my head and looked away. I needed to leave the MC behind me, and that included thinking everyone I interacted with led a life of crime.
“That,” I answered. “I thought you meant that.”
I couldn’t be sure, but it seemed like he was amused by my answer.
