Page 32 of The Wayward Sons & The Vampires of Fortune
“You don’t know—”
“I do,” he cut me off. “Now, we have a plan, and we’re goin’ to stick to the fuckin’ plan whether you like it or not. I got your ass tied up. Don’t make me knock your ass out.”
I scowled because what the fuck was I going to do? Clearly, this had been their plan the whole goddamn time—get me out of the way. I fucking hated it. I needed to be with Ryder. What if something went wrong? I couldn’t be stuck in some kind of limbo of not knowing.
“There’s three of them gettin’ him out of there,” Cole continued as if reading my thoughts. I didn’t want his stupid attempts to comfort me. “They’ve got a solid plan, and they’ve got vampire-killin’ bullets.”
“Yeah, Sam gave me this fuckin’ talk. I ain’t that stupid. I know it ain’t all that easy to kill a goddamn vampire.” I did a lot of things on a whim in life but not when it came to Ryder. It’d taken a lot of sneaking around in our early days for me to learn everything I could about vampires. There wasn’t a ton of information out there, but I refused to be caught unaware.Not with Ryder’s life at risk.
The vampire-killing bullets had been a new thing—new information I’d never heard of.Lucky for me, I had the best damn sniper out there for a partner.
“Do you know what he can do?” I asked.
“We know his military record,” he said. “And yeah, we gave him a goddamn gun. We ain’t that stupid, kid.”
“You’re somethin’, all right,” I muttered. I took a moment to glance at my hands—to figure out how the hell he had me tiedup.Vines.“Where the fuck are you gettin’ vines from in a movin’ vehicle.”
“I put a plant in the back seat,” Cole replied. He said the words so simply that I couldn’t help the bark of laughter that came out of me. “Don’t you fuckin’ laugh at me. I keep one in my car at all times.”
And apparently put one in mine too.Yeah, he’d taken my baby. I had feelings about him driving her too.
“You keep a goddam plant in your car to… what? Kidnap people?” I demanded. Who did that?
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” he grumbled. His eyes flashed green, and the vines around my wrists receded into the back of my car. “You ain’t been—”
“Tell me I ain’t been kidnapped. I fuckin’ dare you.”
“You ain’t been kidnapped, Gray.” Cole sighed.
“Oh, yeah?” I retorted. I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah.”
“Then what the hell do you call tyin’ me up and throwin’ my ass in your car?”
“You’re bein’ relocated for your safety.”
“Kidnapped.”
“Not kidnapped.”
“We ain’t ever goin to agree,” I told him. “Tell me what they’re goin’ to do and I won’t fight you.”
Okay, I wasn’t sure I could follow through with that promise, but we’d see.If they had a shit plan, I’d rather level all of Phoenix than trust them with Ryder’s life.
“A real goddamn answer,” I snapped when he hesitated. “Or you’ll see just how fuckin’ powerful I am.”
“Fine,” he relented way faster than I anticipated. I expected the same pushback Sam had given me. “But you try any bullshit and I’m knockin’ your ass out. I ain’t playin’ games. We ain’t doin’ this the whole goddamn way.”
“Deal.”Not.
“We’re goin’ to use an abandoned buildin’ to get him out—not the precinct.”
“You can’t take them head-on. Not that many,” I interrupted quickly. I already hated this plan.
“It ain’t about takin’ them on or takin’ them out,” he assured me. “It’s about gettin’ out of there long enough to create a diversion—human diversion. Vampires track by smell when they’re honin’ in on a kill.”
“Don’t fuckin’ say that.” I shook my head. I refused to think of Ryder like that.
