Page 90 of Savage Hunter

Blood leaves my face. It is empty. “Where the fuck is she!”

My phone buzzes again and I grab for it, not thinking. My brain is set on kill mode and it takes a helluva lot to break through the fog of vengeance.

“What!” I bark, unable to see past the red tint across my vision.

“Wolfe…Wolfe, I don’t have a lot of time. I don’t know where they are taking us.”

I mentally pick my heart up off the floor and put it back in my chest, but it doesn’t stay there for long.

“Son of a bitch. Harmonia, baby where are you?” I put the phone on speaker for Ares. Dragon, Riot and Reaper all roll up and are off their bikes listening in record time.

“What’s going on? Where the hell are the women? Who the fuck are we fighting?”

“People with guns who want our women dead.”

“Good enough.” Dragon reloads. Ares does the same. Riot is already on his bike. Harlon and his crew are behind us in a Hummer. The back looks loaded for war. They have automatic weapons in their hands and death on their faces.

“Stay alive, baby. Don’t you dare do something that will get you killed. I’m coming for you. I swear to God I’m going to put a tracker on you.”

“Yeah, probably not a bad idea.” She’s not crying hysterically or panicking. That’s good. I take comfort in her keeping her wits about her.

“Stay on the line. I’m passing you over to Ares, baby.”

I give my brother the phone and walk around the car and pull the surviving enforcer out. I grab a fistful of his hair and the second I have him on the pavement my gun is at his temple. The stench of piss and spilling gasoline burns my nostrils.

“Where is she taking her and don’t make me ask twice?”

“Let’s go man this shit is going to blow.”

Fire roars in my veins. Casanova backs off when I raise my eyes to him. “Okay, man. Your death is her death.”

I apply more pressure to the trigger. “You want to live, tell me.”

He scoffs like he’s got a chance at surviving my wrath. “She’ll kill me if you don’t. Fuck you.”

The demons in me make me smile with pleasure. “Wrong answer. I didn’t say you would die fast.”

I flip him, aim and take out a kneecap. “The only thing I promise is you will see the whites of my eyes and know who ends you. Slowly. Now, let’s try this again.”

His scream turns high pitched. He rolls around like I shoved a hot wire into him. The only thing that gets him to step crying is my loaded weapon against the middle of his forehead. Deathly pale becomes his new skin color.

“Are you done?”

“Airport,” he stutters. “Hanger twenty-one. It's private. She paid off badges and judges. You won’t find her or the whores. But it doesn’t matter she’s gone, asshole.” Lips peel back to reveal blood-stained teeth.

“And so are you.” I put a bullet between his eyes. “See you in hell sometime.”

I take the phone back from Ares, throw my leg over my bike and roar down the road.

“We are on our way, baby. Stay calm.”

I don’t know if my words are for her or myself. The brewing rage gurgling and spewing acid into my bloodstream says I need to focus. Festering blisters swell. Today is the day I get to see Primrose’s eyes pull back into her head. Only then will I rest easy. This is the last Day Harmonia lives in fear.

I don’t care what it costs me.

Eighteen

Avery

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