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“He won’t make it that far,” Bane said, looking up at the brothers. “Anything closer?”
“Take him to Scottsbluff Regional Medical Center. They are good and it’s only an hour by car,” Cash said.
“We need to move him, now,” Bane ordered as several brothers rushed over to help.
“My God, where do we touch him and not cause more pain?”
“I don’t know.”
“He’s unconscious,” Bane snapped, barking orders. “Just pick his ass up and move!”
Together, several brothers lifted Massacre, his body limp between them as they carried him outside, where the helicopter’s blades were already spinning, the engine roaring to life.
With Arsyn’s help, Bane and the brothers loaded Massacre into the back, my eyes never leaving his still form. As Bane climbed in and began tending to him, Arsyn took the pilot’s seat, her hands steady on the controls. “We need to go now, Val!” she shouted at me.
“Go,” Reaper ordered. “We will meet you there.”
Nodding, I jumped in as Arsyn lifted the helicopter into the air.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Amber
Laying my cards on the table, I lied, “I’m sorry. I don’t know a Zachary Marshall.”
Cerberus slowly shook his head, tsking as he narrowed his eyes. “Don’t start lying to me now, babygirl. Up to now, we’ve been real civil and nice.”
Yeah. I could see that because the way they were looking at me right now wasn’t fucking nice at all. In fact, all of them were glaring at me with their cold, dead eyes, and that’s when I noticed the room had quieted down as I turned to look at all the faces scowling at me.
If looks could kill, I’d be a dead woman.
Swallowing hard, I muttered, “I’m not sure King knows. If he does, he hasn’t said.”
Cerberus leaned closer, his presence looming over me like a thundercloud about to burst. I kept my expression neutral, but my pulse drummed wildly in my throat.
He leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr. “You see, Amber, I don’t like being lied to. It makes me... unpredictable.”
I clenched my fists beneath the table, forcing my jaw to relax. “I’m telling you what I know,” I replied, steady as I could manage. “If King’s got secrets, they’re locked up tight.”
A heavy silence fell, thick as smoke. The other men shifted, their boots scraping the floor, impatience simmering in the air. Someone behind me let out a short, humorless laugh.
Cerberus straightened, eyes never leaving mine. “Well then,” he drawled. “I guess we’ll just have to find out the hard way, won’t we?”
The tension snapped as the door swung open, casting a blade of light across the room. An unfamiliar voice called out, “We’ve got movement outside—the fucking sheriff.”
Cerberus flashed a wolfish grin as he slowly stood. “Looks like luck’s still on your side, babygirl.”
I swallowed hard as he and the rest of the brothers left to go greet the sheriff.
As the door swung shut, I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. My heart hammered in my chest and my palms were sweaty. I knew these men were dangerous, but experiencing it firsthand was terrifying. I felt a twinge of relief that King hadn’t shared everything with me; at least he’d kept some sense of protection around me. But now I was on my own, and these men, especially Cerberus, were a threat. I had to get out of here, and fast. My mind raced as I calculated my next move. I needed to find King, warn him, and get us both out of this mess. But first, I had to get past the brothers and that damn sheriff.
Steeling myself, I rose from the table, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of an escape route. The men had left in a hurry, but I knew they wouldn’t be gone long. I had to act quickly. With steady steps, I moved towards the door, my eyes fixed on the blade of light slicing through the darkness. As I reached for the handle, my heart leaped into my throat. I could feel the weight of their stares, even with my back turned. My hand closed around the cold metal of the doorknob, and I twisted, stepping right into the arms of a mountain.
I froze as hands gripped my arms tightly.
A low chuckle sent an alarm of panic rippling down my spine.
“Going somewhere, pet?” His deep timbered voice rattled my bones.
