Page 53 of Micro
Sophie
Torch,thebikerwho’dburned that man’s head, and saved my sister, gently escorted us back the way we’d come, in the direction of the van.
“I should stay with him,” I argued for the third time, and he sighed.
“I promise you, what matters now is getting the two of you to safety, and the sooner we do that, the sooner I can go back and help.”
“I don’t have eyes on shit anymore,”Ice said in our ears,“so you need to hurry.”
Torch huffed a sigh, and started moving us faster.
“Thinks he’s the fucking boss of us, just because he’s got all this flashy kit now.”
“I heard that, dipshit.”
Torch winked at us, and led us down the lane towards the van.
“Torch?” I spun and stopped us moving, even though he nearly ploughed right through me because I gave him no warning.
“Jesus!”
“Torch, please protect him. Please have his back. I know you have no reason to trust him, or care if he lives or dies, but I care. I love him. Please do ME a favour, by helping him.Please.”
He groaned, dragging a hand over his face. “Jesus, don’t pull the big puppy eyes thing on me. I’m a sucker for that shit. Grace uses it all the fucking time.”
“Please,” I begged, and beside me, Trish mirrored my word, my tone, and my eyes, and he cursed.
“Fuck’s sake! Sure, I’ll watch the back of a guy who stuck a knife in mine. Can you just get moving now?” With pleasure. I let him lead us as far as Tommy, who was keeping an eye out for us, and immediately offered a blanket to wrap around Trish, who’d been shivering ever since that bastard biker grabbed hold of her.
Torch turned and ran out of sight, and Tommy led us to the back of the van, and helped us up into it, to sit on a row of metal seating along one side.
“She okay?” He was holding out a bottle of water, which I cracked open and passed to her, before he handed one to me too.
“I think so, thanks, Tommy. Do you think they’re going to win against the Rogues?”
He dropped onto his butt on the van’s floor and leaned against the bench, so he could see out through the open side door.
“I fucking hope so. I feel like I should be there with them, fighting it out. Were there many bad guys?”
“More of them than of you guys, yeah, but your brothers were taking them down pretty fast. I think they hide pretty well just how dangerous they are.”
“Yeah, I mean, none of them are pussies, they just choose to avoid most of the bad shit. That’s why I went prospect with them. I’d had some bad shit in my past, made some mistakes, and I wanted a clean start, and to be around decent guys who wouldn’t lead me astray. I feel like I found that with Phoenix.”
Trish screwed the lid on her water, and leaned closer to me, letting me hug her against my chest while we waited.
“Update?”I jumped as a gruff voice barked in our ears, clearly Reacher, and then we heard speaking, over the noise of scuffling and fighting.
“Down to the last few who are fighting, a few have surrendered, but Micro and Torch went after a runner.”
“Who said that?” I asked Tommy, and before he could answer, the same voice responded to me in our ears.
“Has-Been. We’re down to the dregs here, so I think we have this, but as much as I hate to admit it, Micro was fucking deadly, and he’s the reason we made a dent as quickly as we did. Still hate the fucker, but yeah, he had our backs.”
“Understood. Update me when everyone’s back together. I want casualty updates, I want updates on who’ll stay under new rule, and I want you all back here when this is done, including Micro.”
“I want to get Trish home,” I said hurriedly, before he could speak again. “She needs to be with our mum and stepdad. They’ll look after her.”
“Not until we’re sure we got them all.”
