Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 133975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
“These men have money?”
“Quite a lot of it. They’re very successful criminals.”
“Thanks for sharing that with me, Wildfire. I know it wasn’t easy.” Once more he brushed a kiss on top of her head and then gently set her back on the sleeping bag.
“I want you to rest, stay off that leg. Your feet too. Drink lots of water but stay put. Don’t move around. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” He dragged on his boots.
She reached for her shoes. He took them out of her hands. “What are you doing?”
“Going with you. I think we should stick together.” Her little chin lifted.
He’d never had an urge to bite anyone’s chin until that moment. “Babe, you’re in bad shape, whether you want to admit it or not. I can cover ground faster without you. I’m just going to hunt around for a spot where I might be able to get a call out.”
“You can’t unlock their phones without passwords.”
“I spent some time figuring it out. They’re kind of idiots and very predictable. Often people use the same shit because it’s easy for them. Learned that from our resident computer geek, Code. Man can hack anything.”
“You really think you can break into their phones?”
“Yep. I only have to get into one, but most likely I would be able to get four out of five of them.” He was confident he could. “I would feel better, Lyric, if you stay here and keep our spot warm while I go pretend I’m saving us. I need that stroke right now.”
She gave him her smile, the one that lit his world. “You’re good. I’m going to remember this the next time you want your way.”
“Did it work?”
“Yes.”
Thank fuck. He needed time and activity to work off the rage rushing through his body. Keys leaned over the pile of clothes they were trying to dry out and brushed a kiss on top of her head. “Lesson learned, Wildfire. With you, I catch more bees with honey.”
“Flies, I think, is the correct term.”
“You’re more like a bee than a fly,” he pointed out. “You’ve got a hell of a stinger when you get going.”
Five
Lyric Johansen had somehow managed to wind herself around his insides. Deep. So deep. Keys knew he was never getting her out. That meant he had to accomplish three things. The first was to get her back to Caspar, where his club would keep her safe and teach her the meaning of family. He had every faith they could do that.
He had to find the four assholes hunting her and take them down. Code, the club’s resident geek, could do that easily. He would deal with the fifth one, the one in prison. Then he wanted to find her parents. That wasn’t something he would share with her. He wasn’t doing that for her; he would be doing it for himself.
He hiked his way through the woods, searching for an open area, somewhere high, where there would be the possibility of catching a signal so one of the phones would work. He had rehearsed what he would say so he could get it off fast. There was no doubt in his mind the Headed for Hell club would be attempting to track the phones to find their missing members. They knew the woods, and they would be swarming up the trails, hunting Lyric and him.
He found the spot he needed and scored with the first phone. The code was easy. The guy hadn’t bothered to put in a two-step verification. He wanted easy and fast.
Code answered his SOS immediately. “Tracking that phone.”
“You won’t have much time. You aren’t the only one tracking it, and they’re closer. Was attacked along with a woman, name’s Lyric Johansen. Something happens to me, I want her protected by the club. We’re both injured. She has a head wound and was beat the hell up. Two bullet wounds, both defending me. I was hit on the head with a baseball bat. Concussion, but I’m functioning. We’re somewhere in the forest, in the mountains behind the bullshit town the Headed for Hell club claims to own. It’s a big place, but we can’t move around much with Lyric hurt the way she is. I’m going to throw this phone over the cliff but leave an open line so you can get some kind of idea where we are.”
“We walking into a mess?”
“You just heard me. They had us locked in a coffin on the way up. Planned on raping Lyric and torturing us both. That didn’t happen. Five down. Their brothers aren’t going to be happy. You need to get here fast. That’s the only real thing I can say. We’re not going to be able to hold out long if they come in force.”
“Sent the call. We’re scrambling. We’ll call the Trinity branch since we’re going in hot to another club’s territory. Hang in there, we’ll be coming.”