shook harder and harder as the arm curled around my throat. It squeezed and I roared. I fought like fuck to shake free. But the hand was too strong. Another set of hands grabbed my arms. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t fucking move! And now more hands were touching me. Touching my skin. Stopping the flames from getting the fuck out.
“Get him in the fucking truck! We’ll take the bikes and dump the stiffs. I’m calling in Smiler, we need more men out here. Fuck! Get him back to the compound before his psycho ass takes us all out!”
Black spots filled my eyes again as the arm around my neck blocked my breathing. The darkness was coming, I couldn’t fucking stand the darkness.
“Fuck, Flame. What the fuck is happening?” someone shouted, but I was going under. I could feel the blackness coming for me.
“What the hell went wrong, AK?”
“Fuck knows, but I think the day has arrived.”
“What day?”
“The day when Flame has fucking snapped once and for all.”
“Shit!” a voice yelled.
Then the darkness came, but the flames?
The flames and the fucking screams remained.
Chapter Seven
Maddie
Viking burst through the trees that led from his cabin up to Mae and Styx’s house and my heart began to race. Something had happened to Flame on his run. I knew it when he did not turn up at nightfall as we had planned. And whatever it was had taken him away from me for two days.
Two long days.
And his best friends AK and Viking had been missing too. My nerves were in shreds wondering what could have happened to him? And the way Viking had hurried, the way he had bolted into this cabin just now, had sent a shiver of fear down my spine.
Suddenly, raised voices sounded from the living room directly below.
It was Viking. I recognized his voice.
I approached the shut door. My hand hovered over the doorknob, but I just stared. Fear held me in its grip. But then Viking’s voice drifted up the stairs. His frantic voice… his distressed and upset voice.
Flame, I thought, he was here about Flame.
Moving on instinct, my hand landed on the doorknob and I slipped through the door, a cacophony of loud voices overwhelmed my senses.
Steeling my nerves, I slipped down the stairs. On the downstairs landing I slipped into the shadows. There I waited and I listened.
“He’s fucking lost it this time, Styx. Fucking tapped out crazy. I don’t know what the fuck to do. What’ll get through to him?”
I could see Viking pacing the room, Styx and Ky were sitting down listening to the running commentary from Viking’s mouth. The rest of the Hangmen looked on, confusion and apprehension etched on their features.
Viking, who looked tired and unkempt, was coated with dried blood on his shirt. He ran his hand through his messy long red hair. “He just flipped, real bad. And for two days he hasn’t calmed. Fuck!” Viking’s voice caught in his throat and a strangled moan slipped from his lips. “We had to touch him, restrain him. And I swore to my brother that would never happen. The way his eyes looked at me, like he couldn’t believe I’d betrayed him. FUCK!”
Ky sat forward. “Calm down, Vike. We need to fucking think.”
Viking choked on a humorless laugh. “Calm down? You ain’t seen him, man. I think… I think this time we’ve lost him. I ain’t sure he’s gonna be right again. And I don’t know what set him off. I don’t know what he saw to push him over the edge. Yeah, there was a shooting, but the brother’s been in more shootouts than I can count. It was like he was seeing something in his fucked up head. Seeing some memory in his head as fucking real.”
Viking crouched to the floor and, hands on his head, said, “If me and AK can’t calm him the fuck down, who the fuck can?” Viking hushed with a pained voice.
Silence filled the room. All the men were quiet, hurt, in emotional pain. Instead of fear seizing my body, something inside me ignited. Flame’s face entered my mind and ushered my feet to move forward. I walked slowly to assume a position in the debating group.
“Me,” I whispered loudly, as I emerged from the shadows. All of the men stared at me in obvious disbelief, but I bit back all fear and offered, “Let me try. Let me try to calm Flame.”
I straightened my shoulders, meeting Styx's searching eyes. He did not move from