Page 33 of Cain
“Got it, we are heading up the road now. How far away do you think I am?”
“Probably about fifteen minutes.”
I push the bike harder hoping to cut that time down.
“You’ll be there in a couple minutes. It’s a place to pull off on your left.”
Turning a corner I see exactly what he’s talking about. Once I get closer everything inside of me turns to ice. The guardrail is broken and there are tire tracks leading right off of the edge. I pull over and hop off the bike with Logan and Jimmy right behind me. Looking down I don’t see anything, but it’s dark as hell out here. I pull out my phone clicking the flashlight on and immediately the old truck comes into sight. The same beat up one that was following the girls that day. It’s about thirty feet down, I can’t see anyone though.
I turn to Logan “Call for help.” The dirt crumbles under my feet as I start my way down the hill and towards the truck. I lose my footing for a minute and grab onto a rock to steady myself. I don’t stop though I need to get to her. I look behind me and see Jimmy following as Logan waits up top.
Once we get down to the car I move to the passenger side and see Emma. She has blood on her face and her eyes are closed. I pull on the door handle but it’s locked and I can’t get it to open. Looking in the backseat I see a little girl but it isn’t Amy. She must not have been buckled because she’s lying on the floor of the backseat. Jimmy see if you can get the trunk open, Amy could be in there. I start to bang on the window hoping to wake Emma up and have her help me get the door open.
“Emma! Emma wake up!” For a minute I think I see her move. I still waiting for any response from her. “Come on babe, open your eyes. I’m right here.”
That’s when I see her eyes open for a second and she looks at me.
“Cain!” Jimmy’s voice calls, “need your help.”
Emma’s eyes are closed again so I walk to the back of the truck. “What’s up?”
Jimmy has a stick lodged under a part of the truck. “I’m pretty sure Amy is in there. We need to pry it open and I need you to help.” I nod grabbing the handle of the trunk while Jimmy gets the end of the stick. “On three, 1…2…3”
We both put pressure on the trunk and after about five seconds it springs open. Amy is laying there her wrists tied together. I pick her up feeling for a pulse and once I do I let out a breath of relief. “Think you can get her up to Logan?” Jimmy nods taking Amy from me as I go back toward the front of the car.
When I look in I see the bastard in the front seat with a gun in his hand and pointed right at me. I duck just as the gun fires, glass from the window shattering.
“You can’t have her!” he screams and I wish now I would have grabbed my gun before I left the clubhouse. I didn’t have it at the dance with me and with everything going on, it completely slipped my mind. I look back at the hill and see Jimmy coming back down. I mouth the word gun to him and he reaches back into his waistband. I try to see what’s going on through the side mirror but it’s not at the right angle. Jimmy gets to the end of the truck and I signal him to go around the other side. As far as I know this asshole thinks I’m alone. I slowly start to rise needing to get eyes on what is going on. Anthony is holding Emma against him, his gun aimed at her forehead. She seems like she isn’t fully conscious. I’m not even sure she is really aware of what is going on.
“Put the gun down.” I half plead and half demand.
“Fuck you, biker trash. You should have left us alone. We would have been fine.” He leans in placing a kiss on Emma’s forehead. “I love you and I’ll see you soon Cheryl.”
Just then a shot sounds and blood sprays all over the inside of the car. Anthony falls forward flopping onto Emma’s seat. A second shot rings out and Emma screams. I can’t completely see what’s going on through the shattered glass. Using my elbow I knock out most of it and reach in opening the door. Emma is bleeding from her shoulder. “What the fuck Jimmy?”
“It wasn’t me I fired once and my shit doesn’t miss. His must have gone off when he dropped it.”
“Cain,” her voice comes out in a groan as I try to see what other injuries she might have, her right arm is limp and probably broken the way to door seemed to be bent in. I’m almost positive she has a concussion. I unbuckle the seatbelt and move to lift her out.
The sirens sound from the ambulance and I look over at Jimmy. “How hard was it to get Amy up there?”
“Too fucking hard.” I look up and follow his gaze. “You try to walk up that shit with Emma you’ll both end up even further down.”
I hold her in my arms waiting for the EMTs to send a gurney down to us.
“We talking when we get up there?” Jimmy looks over at me.
Normally my answer to that would be, fuck no. This time we don’t have anything to hide though so we should be fine. “Yea, but as little as possible.”
Emma groans in my arms. Her eyes open a bit, “Amy?”
“She’s okay, babe. You both are.” I hold her close to me as the gurney finally starts to get lowered. One of the EMT’s makes her way down to us.
“My name is Meredith. I am going to need you to put her down on the gurney and then we can treat her and get her to the hospital.”
I lay Emma down and she gets strapped in. I start to climb to the top then I remember the other little girl I saw, Dom said her name was Lily. The one in the backseat. I run over to the car and she’s still there. I unlock the doors, reach into the car and pick her up. “I’m going to start up, follow behind me in case I slip on something with her in my arms?”
“Shit, yea I’m here” Jimmy says.
Once we get up to where the bikes are I see Amy sitting up in the ambulance. “Cain!” she tries to run toward me but is stopped by the guy checking her out. I walk Lily over to the truck and put her on the bed.
He turns to Lily and starts examining her while I walk over to Amy. “Hey princess, how you doing?”
“Is mommy okay?” her eyes are wide as she looks around.
“She is, she’ll be up here any minute and she was asking me for you.”
Amy wraps her arms around me. “Thanks for saving us.”
“Always.” It’s all I say as I hold her.
