Page 83 of Last One Standing
We sped past them, and I watched through the window as they flanked the caravan of bikes and one lone SUV. I didn’t see Brick in the group, but that didn’t mean he was dead.
“Ready?” I asked Noel.
“Yeah. On three. One, two, three.”
I pushed the window by me open and aimed. Noel’s drone was going to focus on the SUV. I was able to take two Kings out before the rest of the MC even got a shot off.
“Stay low!” I yelled to the others.
Four ignored me, because he was in kill mode for sure. He practically crawled over me, took a quick peek out the window, and eerily grinned at me. It was unsettling.
A beat later he moved up, and five shots rang out.
“Kings are down,” he announced.
“Holy fuck!” Noel laughed through the speaker. “You wiped them out.”
“SUV?” I asked, damn glad Four was on our side.
A loud explosion rattled the van. “Got the SUV,” Noel answered.
“We need to return to the diner,” Nick said. “Make sure we got everyone.”
“What? No!” Kona’s voice was wonderful to hear even though it was angry.
“We have to, Kona.” I sighed, readying for an argument, but he surprised me.
“I know, but I hate it.”
“Me too.”
Gabe spun the van around, and we drove back the way we came, Noel behind us. It didn’t take long to get to the diner, and it was ablaze with glass and debris everywhere. We could easily see body parts, which wasn’t pleasant.
“Drive to the rear lot,” I instructed Noel. “We’ll watch the front.”
“On it.”
“There’s no way we can figure out if Brick or Colette are in this with the fire going.” Nick was glaring out the passenger window. “I mean, she wore red, but with all this fire it likely burned away.”
The sound of sirens in the distance ended our perusal of the site and we left. This hadn’t gone as we’d hoped, but we were all walking away while the others had serious losses on their side.
We were five minutes from the house when a call came through from Matt. Gabe put it on speaker.
“What’s up?”
“Phoenix is calling Noel, but about a minute ago three SUVs and six motorcycles arrived at the end of the driveway. None are entering the property.”
“Colette and Brick?” Four asked.
“I can’t tell. None of the people in the SUVs are getting out, and the bikers are blocked by the vehicles, so I can’t see.”
“Colette was hell-bent on killing us and the MC. Why are they there together?” Nick sounded as frustrated as I felt.
“Babe, I don’t know. Do you want me to go and ask?” Matt was sarcastic, and it added a little levity.
“Okay, Matt. If we can get them on the property, we can light them up.” I noticed we’d turned on our street. “Colette knows it’s dangerous—likely warned the Kings.”
“So they’re working together now?” Matt wondered aloud.
