Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Viper’s gaze made her shudder, not to mention the venom dripping off his cold words.
“Gave you one pass already today. You should have hauled ass to the state line. Your opportunity to leave Kentucky has gone. Welcome to your final resting place.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
Fear clogged her throat at Viper’s promise. She wished he had waited to make the threat once she was in the free and clear instead of still standing in the middle of them.
The loud roar of motorcycles coming from behind them made the bikers holding her turn their heads.
Even though she easily recognized Stud, his brother, Calder, and their men following them, she still didn’t heave a sigh of relief. This was not going to be pretty, and she was standing smackdab in the middle of this mess. She didn’t have to be told these bikers were the reason Moon had told her not to come into town. From the way he was still looking at her, she was almost as afraid of him as of the bikers surrounding her.
At least he wouldn’t kill her and leave her body to be found years later, she tried to calm herself.
“Let the woman go,” Viper barked out his order.
“You’ll let us go if we do?” the biker holding her yelled back.
“No, but we’ll let you fight for your life instead of cutting you down where you’re standing. Maybe a couple of you can still come out alive.”
“Doesn’t seem like much of a choice.”
Viper shrugged. “Only one you’re going to get. You fucked around and found out.”
The biker holding her reached for something at his side. The next thing she knew, a knife was being pressed against her belly.
“I’m willing to bet this little mama is carrying one of your kids. Am I wrong?”
“You’re not as stupid as I thought,” Viper said snidely.
“Not stupid enough to let go of the only thing that could keep me alive.”
Viper stared at him in disgust. “Me? Not us? Wow, they got a friend in you, don’t they?”
The knife jabbed at her when the man holding her wildly looked around him. “I meant us,” he corrected himself. “You know I meant us!” the goon shouted at his friends. “He’s trying to get us to turn against each other!”
“Move the knife; you’re hurting her.” Moon remained casually sitting on his motorcycle.
The knife against her eased back.
“You’ve got five seconds to step away from her, or you’re going to be lying on the ground next to your buddy,” Moon stated in an impassive voice.
Larissa saw her life flash before her eyes at the look settling on her attacker’s face. He wasn’t going to let her go. He thought using her would keep him alive.
One second, she was held pressed against his side, and the next, chaos erupted as the man holding her fell forward onto the gravel.
The bikers started pulling out their weapons while they all scattered, trying to find a place to use as cover.
Finding herself free, she started running toward The Last Riders when the one called T-bone caught her by the back of her shirt.
She had no more been forced to a stop than he was jolted backward by a bullet hole between his eyes.
She was pulled down on top of him, and started screaming at his sightless eyes so close to her face, unaware Moon’s bike had shot forward and was right in front of her.
Hysterical, she didn’t hear Moon’s loud yell of, “Get on, Larissa!”
She couldn’t make her body cooperate, frozen in fear that one of the bullets she could hear being shot would strike her.
“Dammit, Larissa!” Moon shouted.
A rough hand jerked her to her feet and practically carried her to Moon’s bike. Then Ginny’s husband roughly sat her down on the back of Moon’s motorcycle.
“Hold on.”
Gavin’s warning was the only one she was given before Moon’s bike took off, weaving through The Last Riders and the Destructors.
She belatedly realized The Last Riders had protectively surrounded them, providing them cover from the mayhem. She expected to be struck by a bullet at any second, until Moon went around a curve. As she held on to his waist with a death grip, they headed toward another curve. Instead of being frightened of the speed he was traveling, she felt safe and protected at the skillful way he handled his motorcycle.
When they turned another curve, Larissa saw the road had been blocked off by two cars with road flares spread across both lanes. Several cars were stopped, waiting for the cars to be moved. A third car had been parked off to the side, on the gravel. Sex Piston and Crazy Bitch were standing in front of it.
Decreasing his speed, Moon rode his motorcycle to where they were stopped.
“You know what to do,” he ordered the women.
Sex Piston and Crazy Bitch nodded.
“Come on, Larissa. You’re coming with us.” Sex Piston reached for her arm to help her off the motorcycle.