Patriot (Savaged Souls MC #4) - K.J. Dahlen Page 0,22

of there.

They had no warning when the spray of bullets hit the outside of the clubhouse. Inside was pure chaos for a moment as the women screamed and the men scrambled for cover.

Harry pulled Annie down to the floor and covered her own body with his.

Gunner ran to the kitchen in a crouched position to check on his woman and daughters.

Cobra swore and ran to the front door to peek out the window and try to spot the shooter.

But after the first short spray, no one could see or hear anything.

Patriot had taken off down the hall to his bedroom to check on Becky. He found her crouched in the corner of the room with her hands covering her head. She was pale and terrified but thankfully, she hadn’t been shot.

When she spotted Patriot, she got to her feet and ran into his arms. She just held him. He grabbed hold of her and together, they held onto one another. When he tried to put some space between them, so he could check her out, she surprised him and hiked herself up into his arms then she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

“Please don’t let me go,” she whispered in his ear. “This is the only place I feel safe. Right here in your arms.”

“Babe, I’m not letting you go anywhere. You’re mine.” He tried to assure her. “Come on, we need to get back to the others.” He turned and carried her back to the main room.

The others were gathering there and the men were standing guard at all the windows.

“What the fuck was that?” Gunner demanded as he paced in front of where his family was sitting.

Patriot carried Becky over to where Annie and Harry were sitting. He tried to put her down but she wouldn’t release him. He kept her in his arms but turned to look at Gunner.

Rigger had moved his laptop out to the main room and seemed to be staring at the monitor, carefully checking out the cameras.

Gunner paused and looked at his IT man. “Are you seeing anyone out there in the woods?” he growled.

Rigger shook his head. “There’s no thermal activity out there at all. I was picking up a signature, two in fact, about twenty minutes ago but nothing now.” He looked up at his president. “Whoever was out there is gone.”

Gunner swore and wanted to put his fist through the wall. Looking around the room, he snapped, “What the hell just happened then?”

Cobra cleaned his throat and turned his head slowly to look at Gunner. “Did you notice anything weird about the shots he fired?”

Gunner’s frown deepened. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean? What’s so weird about someone spraying the clubhouse with bullets? Isn’t it obvious, he was hoping to kill us? This fucker wants a war he thinks he can win.”

“Think about it for a minute,” Cobra said. “Where did all the bullets hit the clubhouse?”

“What the hell do you mean?” Boone asked as he stood behind Winona.

“Think dammit.” Cobra snarled. “The bastard shot high and wide. He wasn’t shooting to kill but to give us a warning.”

“A warning?” Gunner paused. “Why would he give us a fucking warning? He wanted us to know he was coming for Becky. Well, I got news for the fucker, he may be coming for her, but he isn’t going to get to her. He’s gonna have to go through me and every other man here to get to her and boyo, that just isn’t in the cards.”

“Fucking hell!” Rigger swore as he looked up at Gunner. “We got another man to worry about. The monitor caught a second man in the woods. Damen was the one that shot up the place but there was another man out there before he got trigger happy and it doesn’t look like Damen’s all that happy that he’s here.”

Gunner went over to the monitor Rigger set up. He was joined by Cobra, Jett, and Boone. The others gathered behind them and tried to get a look at the video of what had happened outside.

Apparently, Damen knew where the cameras were located but the new man had no idea he was being filmed. They watched him as he walked along the perimeter. His face wasn’t one they knew but they memorized it as he found what he thought was a breach in the fence line.

He paused and glared at the clubhouse in anticipation for later. Then he turned and