Page 109 of Panther's Magpie
I hesitate a second before I move.
Fuck it.
Rolling forward, I enter and get off my bike. My brothers do the same as the door shuts behind us, trapping us inside.
“What the hell is going on?” I demand.
“Calm down,” Asher says as he comes into view, fully kitted out withPolicesprawled across his chest.
“You’re a goddamn cop?” I hiss.
“Yes, I’ve been undercover for a year, and my cover was blown. We need to get to Aspen,” he says as he approaches.
“Then why are we here wasting time?” Eagle asks.
“Circle around, boys. I have a plan.” Asher comes to a stop next to me and shows me his tablet.
He breaks it down for us and tells us how they are holding her down the road about two miles away at a safe house. He pulls up a camera feed where we can see how many guys are inside watching Aspen. One of them being Monster, the dickhead who wants her to be his. When I see her on the screen, my heart clenches.
She’s thin, but alive and sitting on a couch. If I didn’t know any better, I would think she was just chilling at home with the way she’s acting on camera.
“She’s ready to be home,” Asher says as if he’s reading my mind.
“Do we have to worry about cops?” Talon asks.
Asher shakes his head. “No, not right now at least.”
“Are they leaving you out to hang?” Eagle asks.
“No, but they are currently caught up in red tape, and we don’t have time. We need to roll out,” Asher says as he steps away.
“Let’s do this.”
With a plan in mind, we hit the road and point our tires south, following behind Asher and his big-ass SUV. My mind quiets as we approach, and everything fades away.
As soon as we pull up, it’s pure fucking chaos. They start firing without a second thought.
Asher turns, placing his SUV in front of us the best he can, stopping us from getting hit.
As I get off my bike, he bails from the driver’s seat, pulling out a gun.
He meets my eye and nods. As quickly as possible, I make my way to him and follow his lead. The boys try their best to distract these assholes while we sneak off into the dark to hit the house from the back.
Side by side, we take down any motherfucker who gets in our way until we make our way to the back door.
“Ready?” he asks quietly.
“Let’s do this.”
I watch as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens the door and steps inside first.
Monster stands right in front of us, with his hand wrapped around Aspen’s throat and the barrel of a gun held to her temple.
Her eyes light up when she sees me. “Calloway.”
“Long time no see, sis. I see you got yourself in trouble again,” I say as I hold my gaze on the big fucker behind her.
“Oh, you know how it goes,” she says weakly.
