“That would never work. If Sheriff Cade says they know you’re here, then someone inside gave you up. Besides, it’s not just your battle. The Bones have been moving in on Mustang Mountain for months. There’s a whole MC ready to take them on, and I’ll be leading the charge.” His eyes had taken on a cold and distant look that disappeared the second he shifted his attention back to me. “First we need to get you out of here… somewhere safe.”
Bear twisted his wrist and looked at his watch. “Not to rush you, but they’ll be here in less than two minutes.”
“Let’s go.” Six sprang into action, pulling me up to my feet and reaching for a blanket at the same time. “Just grab the essentials. There’s a first aid kit up there, and I can come back for anything we need.”
I didn’t know what would constitute an essential, so I took the blanket he offered and bent down to try to put my shoes on with one hand.
“There’s no time for that.” Six scooped me up in his arms like I didn’t weigh anything at all. “Bear, get me a few guys who can ride with us and another few to run a decoy mission toward town.”
“You got it.” Bear turned to go then twisted back to offer me a lopsided smile. “Good luck, Ginger. Not that you’ll need it with Six. He’s the best of the best. Just ask him how he got his nickname.”
Six nodded toward the door. “Get your ass in gear, man.”
Bear gave me a mock salute then disappeared down the hall.
“I can walk. You don’t have to carry me everywhere.” I didn’t want to be a burden. At least not more of a burden than I already was.
“Just hold on. Things might get a little messy before we make it to where we’re going.”
We left his room and walked straight into a massive beast. I screamed.
“It’s just Hades. He’s checking in on us.” Six held onto me with one arm and lowered the other to scratch the giant animal behind the ears. “He’s practically a member of the club and probably knows we need him.”
With a final look behind me, I tightened my grip around his shoulder. Knowing the Bones were closing in on us should have had me shaking like the last leaf on an old oak during a windstorm. But in Six’s arms, I’d never felt more secure or safer. Only time would tell if I’d chosen to place my trust in the wrong man.
CHAPTER9
SIX
I gotGinger buckled in the front seat as quickly as possible, had her duck down to keep out of sight, then followed Bear out of the gate with Ace right on my tail. Usually, my MC brothers would flank my truck on the drive, but this time of year it was too damn cold to be on a bike. Three trucks turned left, and three trucks turned right. If the Bones were watching, hopefully they’d split up and tail both groups. Without knowing how many of them might be waiting to try to take us down, we’d do what we could to stack the odds in our favor.
“Any idea how many guys were up at the cabin with your brother?” I mumbled under my breath. I’d asked Bear to let Sheriff Cade know where they were hiding out. Hopefully, he might intercept them on their way to the club and save us all the trouble of trying to get Ginger up to the cabin.
“I don’t know.” The blanket muffled her voice, but she didn’t sound scared. Maybe I’d finally convinced her I was one of the good guys. “Ten, maybe fifteen?”
If a third of them followed me, a third stayed to watch the clubhouse, and a third followed Priest and the other guys providing a decoy, we’d only be outnumbered by one. I liked those odds a lot.
“Hold on. Tight curve ahead.” I steered the truck around a hairpin turn and slammed on the brakes to keep from rear ending Bear. Half a dozen trucks blocked the narrow roadway in front of us. I threw the truck in reverse to get the fuck out of there. It didn’t do any good. A few more vehicles pulled up behind us, blocking us in.
“What happened? Why did we stop?” Ginger tugged the blanket away from her face.
“Stay down. I’m going to get out and try to keep them away from the truck. When I yell at you, I want you to throw it in reverse and floor it. Do you understand?” Instead of the four or five guys I’d expected to follow us, there had to be twenty or thirty of them. Bear was a monster when it came to a fistfight, and I wasn’t afraid to put myself between Ginger and the men looking for her, but we were outnumbered at least six or seven to one.
“What do you mean?” She reached up and grabbed hold of my hand. “You can’t leave me, Six. Please, please, please don’t leave me.”
The walls of my chest squeezed tighter than a vise. “I promised you I’d keep you safe, Little Deer. This is the only way I know how. Anyone gets near you, I want you to point this right at his heart and pull the trigger.”
“No!” Her fingers scrambled to keep hold of my hand, but I pressed the gun into her palms and was already climbing out of the truck.
“What’s going on out here guys?” I closed the driver side door and swept my gaze around the hodge podge of motherfuckers blocking the road. Several of them had guns on me and others had their weapons trained on my MC brothers.
A guy with bleached-white hair stepped toward me. The patch on his jacket matched the tattoo carved into Ginger’s shoulder. Had to be the one named Snake Eyes. My instinct told me to wrap my hands around his neck and not stop squeezing until I choked the very last breath out of his fucking lungs.
“Nice day for a drive, don’t you think?” He gestured to the snow lining the two-lane road and the icy blue sky. “You headed somewhere close by?”
“Who’s asking?”
Bear climbed out of his truck but left the door open. It looked like a shield separating his body from the army of thugs ahead, but would do nothing to stop the rain of bullets they could unleash. He glanced back at me, cool as a cucumber even with half a dozen guns aimed at his head.
