Parker screams at me to run and though I hate myself for doing it, I run. I don’t know where I’m going or even where I am right now but I need to find help. I should have made Parker go through the window first. She’d been hurt far worse than I’d been when we’d been hit.
Darting through the field, I don’t glance back as I run as fast as my legs will let me.
Past the field there’s a small tree line. I dart through the trees and come across a dirt road leading to a log cabin. We can’t be more than a mile away from the warehouse. I take a deep breath and rush up to the front porch and knock on the door.
It opens moments later to an older man standing there. “You okay, miss?” he asks, his brows furrowed with concern.
I’m sure I look horrifying with blood caked to the side of my face from where I’d hit my head against the window.
“I . . . I’m sorry to bother you but could I use your phone? I need to call someone.” My words come out all jumbled together.
“Yeah, sure, sure. Let me just get the phone for you,” he mutters.
“Thank you.” I nod and take a breath.
The older man comes back and opens the door and steps out. “Name’s Jefferson,” he murmurs, holding his phone out to me with one hand while holding a shotgun pressed against his leg. “You make your call, sweetheart, and don’t worry about anyone coming after you. They’ll eat buckshot before they even get close.”
Oh my God.
Taking the phone, I dial Neo’s number. My heart racing in my chest the entire time. He doesn’t answer so I try once more, when he doesn’t answer, I try Venom. He doesn’t answer so I figure he’s most likely with Neo so I call my brother’s number. The only other member of the club that I have memorized. The three of them made sure I memorized their numbers.
“‘Lo,” Badger mutters.
“Badger,” I say my brother’s road name doing my best to keep from crying.
“Harley? What’s wrong?” he asks alert.
“I . . . need . . . you to tell me Rachel’s phone number. I can’t get ahold of Neo or Venom,” I stutter.
“Alright, but first tell me are you okay?” he demands.
“Yes, but I don’t have time, I need to get ahold of Neo,” I say tears, welling in my eyes.
Badger rattles off the phone number and I repeat it to him and then hang up promising to call him back.
I dial Rachel’s number, she answers on the second ring. I ask her to get Neo and a moment later I’m on the phone with him telling him what’s happened and that they need to hurry. I don’t know how long Parker has. From the way she let out that bloodcurdling scream, I knew it wasn’t long.
Chapter Sixteen
Cane
“Fuckin’ motherfucker is a dead man,” I snarl, holding a sedated Piper in my arms while I take my seat at the table. After everything she’s experienced today so far, I’m not about to hand her off to anyone else. We’d been lucky to get Alverez to bring one of his co-workers to the clubhouse. It was our luck the doctor just so happens to be Piper’s pediatrician. He’d given Piper something for the pain and reset my babygirl’s elbows.
It’s been a couple hours and the entire time she’s been in my arms.
Now she’s curled into my chest sleeping. I can’t put her down. Not right now. I’d nearly lost her along with her mom and Harley earlier today when Chigger and his men ambushed us and nailed the cage we’d had the women in.
How did they even know we were headed out?
Either way it doesn’t matter right now. All I care about is Cyprus and Aries were in the hospital, one with a bullet to the gut and the other getting the bullet dug out of both his shoulder and thigh. We lost the prospect who’d been driving the cage. He died on impact. Tinsley is also banged up and suffering whiplash. She’s the lucky one out of the bunch who didn’t get taken.
Neo is climbing the walls, furious this happened right before our eyes and we couldn’t get to them quick enough due to the fire we were taking.
“You can say that again,” Nerd sneers.
“What do you have for us?” Stoney demands.
“Well, I know who our rat is who told Chigger we were leaving the clubhouse with Parker,” Nerd declares.
“Who?” I ask.
“Prospect who’s dead.” My anger boils underneath my skin. Fucker is lucky he’s already dead or I’d be gutting him for being the rat he is.
“Burn the fucker and bury him in an unmarked grave,” Stoney commands, glancing to Shadow. He’d make sure it got done with a couple brothers help later. “Now what do we know about where Chigger would take the women?”
There’s a knock on the door. Neo gets up to open it. Rachel steps in tears in her eyes.
“Doll, we’re in the middle of something right now,” Stoney mutters gently.
“I know but this is important. I just got a call. She . . . tried to call you, Neo, but couldn’t get you on the line,” Rachel says, tears rolling down her cheeks as she hands her phone to Neo.
“Angel,” Neo growls soon as he puts the phone to his ear.
“Yeah, okay, we’ll be there soon. . . No don’t go anywhere . . . Stay where you are . . . We’ll find you . . . I promise you they won’t get you,” Neo mutters throughout the brief conversation he has with Harley.
Handing the phone back to Rachel he turns to us. “We need to go now and I hate to say it we might need Raven, Harlow, or Victoria for this one,” he declares.
“Why?” Tracker asks, his voice bitter at having to put his ol’ lady at risk.
“Because this involves Lavina along with
