Page 31 of Vapor
I shake my head at him. “Just the M9 but my old Pres, Bishop, got the laser on it for me.”
He nods. “You’re trained.”
“I’m not a sniper but I can hit a target.”
He laughs. “We may need it, Boss.”
Mase shows by Donovan. “Brothers, I’m your control. Angel has PD flight and PD on the way.”
My smile is for Donovan’s surprise at seeing Mase but it’s short lived as he just goes on with his commentary to whoever is listening to him.
The click gets everyone’s attention as if it demanded silence. “Command, I’m two away from the bikers. Alder said they’re not Badass. I’m loaded and can stop them before they make the bend for the farmhouse.” Vapor is crazy.
“She’s in a jet.” I point out softly.
VP Logan smiles at Mase and I realize they’re both Princes, therefore, both crazy.
Mase nods. “Roger, Commander Vapor. We haven’t seen what the jet can do in a skirmish. That thing is brand new.” He’s crazy too, Alder is in that jet.
VP turns and slaps my shoulder. “Let’s go see the jet.”
“You fuck…” Mase yells but we’re no longer in Ops.
Wind is blowing and my eyes feel broke so I close them.
VP laughs and the wind stops. “You can open them. Tell me one is yours.”
I point a shaky finger at my bike. “That’s a Club bike.” I point to the next sounding normal but I don’t feel normal. We ride to the first bend and stop.
“Be readied.” He stands in the middle of the narrow driveway road so I do.
“Don’t magic me places. That was not pleasant.”
He laughs as bikes sound louder coming up the road. “Magic you is new. I won’t magic you. I should have told you to close your eyes. I figured with all the Protectors here, you’d have been suspended by now.”
“No. I have a flight suit but didn’t wear it today. When I fly, I want to be in the suit and in control.”
He turns looking interested. “Zeke is teaching that one. I saw Luna’s Club with the suits. It’s a good security layer.”
I point him toward the road. “That sounds like a lot of bikes.”
He smiles. “You ranked in Bravo. We don’t need more than us.”
The noise behind me has me looking for Security. I smile seeing Steel drop down with three. “Steel, this is VP of SOAR, Logan Done. He’s a Prince Protector.”
Steel throws chin. “Lead for team one PD Flight from Veritable. I was told to show for support but the new President and Alder are both Leads.”
A boom has them looking up. I’m the only one who jumped and my eyes stay on the road. Bikes are just showing around the first bend and slow to an almost stop. “They definitely aren’t Badass.”
The sudden shade draws my eyes up. The jet should sound louder but looks smaller and should not be so close to me or earth. It stops fast and I imagine what that felt like in it. Poor Alder.
“I’ve never seen that one.”
I don’t know who said that but I answer, “I’ve never seen one do that.”
“Badass Club Soar at Veritable Rising give you no permission to enter Club Grounds. Leave now, I no detain you.” Alder makes me laugh talking over a speaker. I think that’s coming from the drones.
The bikers ahead notice us so my gun shows with the other Brothers. Those bikers ahead react a little too slowly. Blue light flashes from the sky like a movie of laser beams raining down to earth.
