“Tack!” I shouted and he swung to me.
Then both his hands came to either side of my head and he pulled me up to his face.
“You may be done with Hawk but Hawk doesn’t finish with a woman until he finishes with that woman. You just bought yourself a situation, I don’t know why but I’m gonna know. And since I was there and nearly got filled with bullets right alongside you, peaches, now this is our situation. Do you get me?”
I was really, really afraid I did and by getting him that meant, for me, I’d jumped out of the frying pan smack into the freaking fire.
“Tack,” was all I could say.
“You get me,” he muttered, let me go and walked out of the room, slamming the door and I heard it lock.
I stared at the door.
Oh boy.
Chapter Sixteen
Not on My Watch
My body jolted and my eyes opened.
I was asleep on the unmade bed in what I was assuming was the Chaos Compound.
Night had fallen. I had been locked in awhile but luckily my biker rations included a delicious pastrami on rye with melted Swiss cheese, curly fries and a thick chocolate shake chased by a diet pop.
I was worried about my Dad and Meredith who would be worried about me and I was freaked way the hell out at the same time I was bored out of my skull. However, I never guessed when I chanced lying down on the unmade bed that I’d fall asleep.
Guess I fell asleep.
I tried to sense what made me wake and I couldn’t. I listened and looked into the dark room that was lit pretty well by lights coming in through the window.
I stared at the door and listened harder.
That’s when I heard it. A muted thump like a body falling to the floor. A big body hitting the floor. Maybe a big biker body falling to the floor.
Holy crap.
I scurried off the bed and blindly searched the room for weapons. There I was in another situation where I needed a crowbar.
I didn’t have time to find a weapon. There was a gunshot blast and I saw it because it blew off the lock on the door.
Shit!
I made a run for it, jumping on the bed and dashing over it toward the window (which I’d earlier noted was barred but it was my only hope). I was caught jumping off the other side of the bed with an arm around my belly. I made an “oomph” noise then I was turned and tossed over a shoulder.
This was when I decided to struggle and scream. I kicked and twisted and shouted my head off and in the hall my abductor bent fast. I landed hard on my feet then found myself shoved harder into the wall.
“Shut it, Gwen, and cool it or I’ll bind you and gag you. I’m not kidding.”
As I listened to the familiar deep voice, I stared into the shadowed face of Hawk.
Then I shut it and cooled it. Then I found myself back over his shoulder.
Once we made it to the bar, shadowy commandos flanked him. I also saw shadowy biker bodies littering the floor. The lights were out, no power at all, not even on the beer signs.
We made it out the door and Hawk and his troop jogged to SUVs.
Yes, even with me over his shoulder, Hawk jogged to an SUV.