A member of the MC barreled into the open reception area with a weapon up and ready to fire. Seeing the operatives, he aimed his Glock at Iona. Elias shot him in the heart.
Iona smiled at him. “Thank you.”
Elias inclined his head. He’d do much more than shoot a guy to keep the love of his life safe.
“Heads up,” Seth said. “Company.”
“How many?” Iona asked.
“Too many.” He tapped his comm device. “We could use a hand in the clubhouse.” The response had him scowling. “When you clear out the nest of vipers, then. Don’t take too long.” Seth looked at Iona. “About fifteen Reckoners pinned the rest of Echo unit down. They’ll make their way to us as soon as they can.”
Iona peered through the glass, her expression grim. “The Reckoners are like a plague of locusts. They’re everywhere.”
“We’ve had worse odds,” Noah said.
But rarely. Elias exchanged a long look with Iona and gave her a slight nod. He was with her and had her back no matter what plan she implemented.
“Pull back to cover for the grenade launcher,” Iona ordered. “Seth, give me an opening. Ten seconds.”
Seth aimed his weapon at one of the large windows and pulled the trigger. The glass shattered.
As she counted down, Iona readied her weapon and aimed dead center of a group that had paused for instructions. When the count reached zero, she gently pulled the trigger. The grenade exploded in a flash of light and a roar of sound. When the chaos ended, half of the bikers heading for the clubhouse were dead and the rest were injured.
Somewhere close, Eddie screamed curses at the group, ordering them to attack the invaders. The members of his MC still alive in that group struggled to their feet and lumbered and limped toward the clubhouse.
Noah growled. “This is insane. They’re sitting ducks. One of us could take out all of them before they reached the door.”
“Welcome to the world of Eddie Knight,” Elias said, bitterness coming through in his voice. “Nothing and no one matters more than his wishes.”
“Take them down.” Seth raised his rifle to his shoulder. “Non-lethal shots, if possible.”
Less than a minute later, the remaining members of the MC were down, most writhing on the ground. A few lay motionless in the stillness of death.
Seconds passed, then Iona groaned. “More MC members.”
Seth frowned. “How? The Reckoners’ roster isn’t that large.”
“Eddie must have used his favor card with Dutch because I recognize several Blackthorn Riders we tangled with earlier. The rest of them are wearing Blackthorn cuts and colors.”
Elias shook his head at the waste of life, all because his cousin was currying favor with Eddie. No matter what he thought, Eddie wouldn’t win this fight.
“Take them down.” Seth raised his rifle, aimed, and fired.
When the smoke cleared, the Blackthorn Riders lay scattered on the ground alongside the Reckoner group. Elias looked at the faces of the fallen and the injured. Eddie Knight wasn’t among them.
Was Elias surprised? Nope. His father always looked out for himself first in any situation.
The leader of Echo unit tapped his comm device again. “Anybody get eyes on the weapons and ammo?”
I’m looking at it right now,” Grant said. “It’s loaded inside a tractor-trailer, ready to go.”
“The FBI will be happy we found the weapons and ammo,” Noah said. “All we have to do now is make sure it doesn’t fall into enemy hands before the feds confiscate it.”
“No problem.” Seth tapped his comm device again. “Z, tell the boss we found the weapons and ammo. He needs to get the feds down here to take possession of it because we’re not waiting. Elias needs medical help.”
“Copy that.” Seconds later, Zane said, “Done. They’ll be on site in less than ten minutes.”
Elias rolled his eyes. Nice to know they were close enough to retrieve the stolen property but refused to lend a hand in the cleanup of MC members.
