Ash (Dragon Riders MC #3) - Savannah Rylan Page 0,6

needed it. And tonight, was one of those nights where I’d need every single one.

Light flashed again in the corner of my eye and I grumbled.

“Come on, Link. We don’t have much time.”

It had taken us a few hours to track down this damn trailer. But Link was right: it didn’t look like the trailer had been moved since it was parked. There were no tire tracks, mud tracks, or indentations in the ground that might tell someone a vehicle had been moved multiple times. Hell, the damn thing itself barely had any dirt or grass on it. And we were in the middle of the fucking woods!

“Got some news,” Link whispered.

I nodded. “Make it quick. That delivery’s getting close.”

“Sly was able to wrap around this place and stay in the dark. He counts at least seven other cabins.”

I slowly looked over at him. “You’re kidding.”

He shook his head. “Nope. Not even a little bit. But Sly also figured out where the girls are.”

“How’d he do that?”

“He was able to get close enough to hear a couple of the guys talking. They’re in this main cabin, in a room towards the back.”

I nodded. “So, we can probably assume the windows are sealed.”

“Locked doors, too. At the very least. I’m sending you and Sly into this main building. Your job is to find those girls and take out as many asshats as you can in the process. The rest of us are going to charge around and see what we’re up against with these other cabins. They might have other girls here.”

“Or junkies looking for a fix as well as a place to stay.”

He shrugged. “Either way, that’s the plan. You ready?”

I nodded. “Yep.”

I watched Link dig around in his pocket before he pulled out his phone. His thumb slid across the screen for a few seconds, then I heard the softest swooshing sound. I stared at him while he watched his phone. I withdrew one of the guns on my hips and readied myself for the firefight about to occur.

But Link put his hand against my wrist.

“Don’t fire unless you have to. The last thing we want is to accidentally hit someone.”

My face fell. “You tell me this now?”

His phone lit up. “All right. On my count. Ready?”

I holstered my gun. “Ready.”

“One… two… three!”

I slipped out of the bush and saw moving shadows following my every move. I inched my way to the main cabin while some of the other moving shadows slid around back. A warm presence appeared at my side before someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I recognized the rhythm.

Sly.

“You snake around back and try to jimmy the windows. Keep your eyes peeled. I’ll go in through the front,” I whispered.

He double-tapped my shoulder to confirm, then he set off.

It only took me one good stretch of a step to get up the front porch. But getting inside was a bit trickier. I didn’t hear gunshots popping off yet, however that didn’t mean I wouldn't have to use them. I eased the cabin door open and found the main room completely empty. There was food cooking on the stove, so I knew someone would be back eventually. However, I didn’t run into anyone upon entry into the place.

Perfect.

I kept my footsteps as silent as possible as I cleared every corner and every room in the place. With my gun at my side and my ears peeled for any possible sound, I didn’t even hear Sly wrapping around the back of the place. I inched down the hallway, peeking my head around corners and through doors to see if I could spot the girls.

Then, I heard a gun cock.

“Stay right there,” the voice warned.

I froze, but excited energy filled my gut.

“Now, turn around real slow. Keep that gun where I can see it.”

I held my hands up and turned around before coming face to face with a man that didn’t look like a Golden Jag or like a drugged-up idiot. He was short and stout, but rough around the edges. With a mean look on his face and a scar that cut straight down the middle.

These are the trafficker guys.

“Now, give me that gun.”

I snickered. “No can do, sir.”

He held out his hand. “Give me the gun or you die.”

“What makes you think I’m scared of dyin’?”

He went to reach for my gun and I almost laughed. I dropped my gun and gripped his wrist, pulling him close against my body. I wrapped my other free arm