Page 76 of Ride Long
Chapter 24
Sloane
“Who do you think it is?”I asked, reaching for mygun.
“The other half of the sword,” Chaserreplied.
He was right. It couldn’t be anyoneelse.
“Do you think we have a mole?” I asked, feeling the weight of the revolver pressing into myback.
“Doesn’t matternow.”
Gunfire popped in the distance, and I broke out into a run with Chaser hot on myheels.
“Sloane,” he exclaimed behind me. “Stop.”
All those times on the road I’d cowered behind Chaser. I’d run from danger and did nothing to save myself. I was beginning to doubt I’d fought at all, but now I had the power and the guts to point and shoot. I would not let some hick asshole tricycle tyrants take away myjustice.
Pulling the revolver out from the waistband of my jeans, I hurtled toward the smoke and flames, driven on by the shouting and gunshots. The men who’d followed us into this mess were fighting for their lives. Good men. Ratchet, Watts, Rhodes, Spike, Butcher, Hopper, Stewie…all ofthem.
A bullet flew past my head, the shot so close I felt air rushing past my skin. Cursing, I ducked behind the closest car and pressed my back against the door. Chaser was beside me, looking like he was about to unleash Armageddon on anyone who cameclose.
“Do you see anyone?” I asked, holding the revolver at theready.
He shook his head. “Smoke’s blowing thisway.
Gasket appeared out of a plume of smoke, firing a shot at a man brandishing a shotgun at his head. The man dropped, and the biker slid behind the car we were using ascover.
“Gasket,” I said, clutching his arm. It was red with blood, but it didn’t seem to behis.
“They came out of nowhere,” the old biker said. “Someone tipped them off to ourlocation.”
“No shit,” Chaserreplied.
“They brought war on us,” I stated. “Do unto others, or so theysay.”
“You don’t want that stain on your soul,girl.”
I eyed Gasket and shrugged. “Too late, oldman.”
“We’re going to go around the back, and cut them off,” Gasket went on, narrowing his eyes at me. “Surround their asses and force them tosurrender.”
“Then what?” Chaser asked with a scowl. “Lock them up in the basement and give them parolehearings?”
“We’ll figure that out once they stopshooting.”
“The only way this will end is by not stopping. Keep firing until the cowards run and the stupiddie.”
My blood ran cold. It wasn’t just bikers here. There were women as well. I doubted that mattered to the renegades. Women died just the same as theirmen.
“Where are the women?” I asked. “Where’s Shondra, Kelly, and theothers?”
“Hopper and Deluca got them out once the first shots were fired,” Gasket replied. “They’re out in the desert someplace. Deluca knew where he wasgoing.”
“All the more reason to shoot first and ask questions later,” Chasersaid.
A rain of bullets clipped the car we were taking cover behind, and I ducked my head. The sound was awful.Thwack, thwack,thwack.
