Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
He kisses my lips quickly and pulls away too soon. He reaches into the bedside table, and my hands begin to shake when I see him holding a pistol.
“Do you know how to shoot one of these?” I shake my head vigorously. I’ve never touched a gun in my life. He points to the door. “I’m the only one with a key to this room, Em.” I’m staring at the gun in his hands. “Emmalyn? Listen, this is important.”
I cut my eyes back up to his. “I’m the only one with a key to this room. I want you to take this,” he says as he places the heavy, cold weapon in my hands. “If anyone but myself comes through that door, I want you to pull the trigger until it stops clicking.” I look up at him with frightened eyes. “Do you understand?”
He wipes the tear that runs down my cheek. “Can’t you just stay here with me?”
He shakes his head. “I can’t, Em. I’ll be back soon.” He tilts my head, so I’m looking him in the eye. “I love you.” He kisses my lips gently and then he’s gone. The only sound in the room is the echo of the lock sliding into place.
“I love you, too,” I whisper to the empty room.
Chapter 42
Kincaid
Leaving Emmalyn alone on the bed with a loaded weapon was beyond tough. Knowing I was heading out to resolve the situation that landed her here in the first place, made it all worth it. For a split second when I closed the door I wondered if she would leave once the threat of her husband coming after her was eliminated. It doesn’t change the course of the evening. There is no stopping the train that Wrench and Bobby Mikaelson set in motion.
I got the text less than an hour after we crawled into bed. Eyes we have in town alerted us that Bobby and Wrench were loading a few bags into a truck. They then went separate ways in front of the hotel. I have three people sitting on that hotel, so it was no problem keeping track of them.
Wrench went to the gas station to fuel up, and Bobby was tracked to a local big box retailer where he purchased duct tape and several packages of rope. The idea that he thinks he can take Emmalyn and tie her up makes my heart pound and my blood run cold. I’d thought he was a possessive asshole who likes to hit women, but after what the police said I know now that he’s a sociopath. He knows he’s going up against a house full of military trained bikers, yet he believes he’ll have a chance to not only get a visual on Emmalyn but taking her from here? That alone says he’s not firing on all cylinders.
“What do we know?” I ask Shadow as I put on my bullet proof vest and ready my weapons.
“They split up but are heading in our direction as we speak. One from the east and one from the west.” I shake my head.
Wrench never was the brightest Marine. It makes no sense to come in from opposite sides where they converge in front of the clubhouse. If anything, coming to the front and the back converging on the clubhouse would be best or even from the front and the side. His stupidity only helps us at this point and for that, I’m grateful for it. At least, this time, he’s not ruining one of our missions.
“ETA?” I ask Shadow.
He looks down at his watch. “Less than five minutes.”
Kid comes down the hall and stands in the doorway. “We’ve moved all of the women and children to the rooms on the west side of the building.”
He walks through the door and begins to gear up. Mine and Em’s room is on the west side of the building as well. That half of the clubhouse is reinforced with steel beams, and short of driving a tanker through it, the walls are impenetrable. Wrench knows this so he won’t even attempt to get to Emmalyn that way.
“I know they’re not going to be happy about missing the action,” I tell Shadow. “But I want the Renegades down the hall in front of the doors where everyone else is.”
Shadow leaves the room to let the guys know.
“Kid,” I say walking toward him.
He nods in acknowledgment. “I’ll protect her with my life, Kincaid.”
I slap him on the back. “I appreciate that brother. Don’t go in the room. I gave her a gun with strict instructions to shoot anyone who isn’t me.”
He laughs and shakes his head as he grabs his assault rifle and leaves the room. He’ll stand guard at her door and go down fighting if anyone even thinks of going in there.