Royally Chosen Christmas (Royal Sons MC #7) - Elle Boon Page 0,69
there, surely, she could find a weapon.
Louis’s hands went to his pants, sliding his belt out in a slow motion while he kept that evil grin on his face. She backed toward the bed, making him think she was complying with him. Dumb fucker, she’d never lay down and let him do anything to her without a fight.
The snap of his belt spurred her on, bolting quickly to the cleverly hidden door. His growl made her scream as she slammed the door shut, her eyes darting around the space for something to use. A baseball bat that had been signed by his favorite team was the only thing she saw in the five seconds she had before the door exploded open.
She gripped the bat like she’d been taught all those years ago when she’d wanted to be like her brother. Louis laughed, holding the belt in his hand, the metal end dangling downward.
“Now this is going to be fun.” He twirled the belt in a circle by his side.
Talena was pretty sure it wasn’t going to be fun. If she got close enough to hit him with the bat, he’d be close enough to nail her with the belt that obviously wasn’t an ordinary belt you bought at Neiman Marcus.
“HOLLYWOOD, THERE’S movement at your house. Cannon is moving closer, but he said whoever it is was already inside the gates when we pulled off.”
Scott heard the other man’s words through the device in his ear as they got on the freeway toward his mom’s home. “How does he know they were there before we left?”
“He double backed down to the driveway where we’d set up a camera the night before. Call us paranoid if you want. Anyhow, he pulled up the feed and saw a small wiry man climb the fence about five hours ago. He said the man was wearing all black and appeared to know the fence was rigged with razor-wire at the top, because he had equipment to place over the top. When did you set the alarm for the perimeter?” Roq asked.
He scrubbed his hand down his face, thinking about his mom’s call. “The house alarm was set before we went to bed. The perimeter after I got the call from my mom, which means anyone I brought in would set the alarm off, so he’d know if there was anyone coming. Fuck. Does Cannon have eyes on him?”
“That’s a negative. He said he’s working his way over your fence the same as the intruder went. He can trace the other man’s steps that way.”
“I want to be the one to kill him,” he said, uncaring that he’d just told the other men he had no plans to allow the fucker to walk away.
“What about your mother? He could still have a team set to take her.”
Hollywood hated hearing Roq speak what he already knew. “Talena is in immediate danger. I’m going to call my mom and have her lock herself in the safe room until I can get to her. I’m going to call Cosmo and have him bring a couple brothers down to help.” Fuck, he should’ve thought of that scenario. Splitting him from the original target was one of the first things a fucker would do.
“Cosmo is already on his way down. Me and my team will continue on to your mom’s place. You and Cannon can handle the intruder until Cosmo gets there. Clear the path for us with your mother’s security.”
Normally he didn’t take well to anyone giving him orders. Hell, what was he saying? He wasn’t a man who followed orders well, which was why he’d made a good sniper for Delta Force. Yet when Roq made his request, he found himself agreeing and called his mom while exiting the freeway at the next exit.
“Mom, I need you to listen and don’t ask me any questions. There are going to be three big motherfuckers who show up at your gate. The one driving is named Roq.” He chuckled when she asked if he meant The Rock. “No mom, I’m sorry to say it’s not the actor you love, but he’s probably as big as him, but he’s definitely not Samoan. In fact, I would say he’s a southern boy. They’ll know our code word. If they don’t, shoot them in the dick.”
“Scott, you want me to shoot some poor man in his...well, you know where if he doesn’t know our code?” She sounded scandalized.