Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
"Get out of the truck, bitch." Oh my God. It's Brandon. I grab my phone and press Anthony's number. It rings and rings, going to voicemail. "I said get out, bitch, before I shoot you right here."
I start to do it when he slams me against the side of my door. Everything begins to go dark, but I will myself to fight it. I can't let him get the upper hand. He could kill me at any minute, and I fought Anthony on another kiss. Tears fill my eyes, which makes Brandon smile.
He drags me to the vehicle and shoves me into the back with him. There's a driver, and I'm flabbergasted at who it is: Brandon's dad.
"Why are you doing this? Let me go."
"No. You had your chance, and yet you never dropped the charges. The trial begins in two weeks. We can't have you sending my boy to prison, so sit back and relax. We've got plans for you."
"You're a fool. My husband will come for me. Nothing's going to stop him from seeking revenge even if I'm dead."
"Oh, that's where you're wrong. My guys will take care of him right now." The vehicle that was in front of my truck is gone. Shit. I can't warn Anthony. I refuse to go down without getting in my licks. There's no way I'll let that happen.
We drive away from Steeleville, and my heart’s breaking with each mile that grows between my husband and me. I have to act fast. A bump causes Brandon’s hand to shake with the gun in it. I shove him, causing the gun to fall on the floor on my side. Quickly, I jump on Brandon, reaching for the door at his back, yanking the handle. His father swerves and I pull out my knife, swiping it along Brandon’s hand and cutting the meat between his thumb and forefinger. He screams and punches me with his left hand. It hurts, but I’m not going to be his victim.
“You evil little bitch,” Brandon’s dad roars, bringing the vehicle to a violent and immediate stop. He pulls out a gun, and I stab him in the arm as he pulls the trigger, blowing out the back window. I yank my knife out and shank him in the hand like I did Brandon, causing him to drop his gun. Brandon jumps at me, but the door’s still open so I kick my feet and send him falling out of the door before searching for the gun. I get my hand on it when I hear gunfire and motorcycles.
I steal a glance out of the front window to see Boomer and Ghost, and then Anthony comes up in his beast of a truck. Brandon grabs my foot, but he's a fool. I bring the gun forward and shoot him in the shoulder. I don't know what I'm doing, so I scream and fall back onto the seat.
"Jules," Anthony shouts, running toward us full speed. He pulls his knife out and tosses it straight at Brandon's dad, hitting him in the chest like it's a ninja star.
"Anthony," I cry out, and he pulls me out of the truck. "Anthony," I sob.
"They're still alive. Call the police," Boomer shouts to someone, but all I can do is hold tightly to my husband, crying against his chest.
"I've got you, my precious wife." He holds me as if I'm going to disappear, and I don’t want him to let me go ever again. I don’t want to go outside ever again.
The sound of sirens in the background is the next thing I hear. Anthony hasn’t let me go, kissing my face and mouth between words of love.
“Are you hurt?”
“Not really. A little sore and very scared. I’ve never shot a gun before.”
“It’s okay. I’m going to get you home soon and run you a bath. No working or anything for the next few days until I feel like I can breathe again. Fuck, baby, I thought I lost you.”
"I tried to escape."
"I know. You're one hell of a fighter. I'm not going to let them get away."
"They won't," Beast says as he approaches with Doc. "He's already on trial for your attempted rape and murder, so this only solidifies the case against them if they live, and the death penalty will be on the table."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes. They tried to eliminate their primary witness and the one who could put him away."
"For all they know, you all came after us."
"If only we didn't have you on surveillance and have Blade's voicemail, threatening to shoot Jules," Beast adds.
The state troopers arrive along with the ambulances for them while they take my statement and I do my best to recount the situation. "I just don't know how they knew when to attack."
"We'll review the surveillance and see if they came into town with anyone else."