Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition by Elizabeth Knox (top 5 ebook reader txt) 📕

as Spark groans again trying to compensate for the truck wanting to turn to the side.

“Yes! I understand,” she screams back.

There is a loud groan and then the back of the truck is lifted up again. The car behind rams us once again and then there is nothing. I don’t hear anything but a high-pitched ring as the truck is flung up into the air and down to the side. I see darkness and light a few times flipping over and over until I start to black out. There is nothing I can do but hold onto Dela and pray that we make it through this and when we do that Dela is still here with me.

14

“Wyatt! Wyatt! Wake up!”

“No! Get off me! Stop!”

I hear people screaming but my eyes refuse to open. Spark groans next to me but I don’t know what is going on.

“Wyatt!” Spark screams again.

My brother is screaming for me, I roll my eyes upwards trying to force my body to do what I want it to do.

“Wyatt!” This time the scream is from Dela but is moving away from me. She’s moving away.

They have her.

My eyes pop open and the first thing I see is her legs as they are being pulled out of the window. My hand flies up and I grab hold of her.

“Wyatt. Help me! Help!” she screams, and I pull her again. I look to the side briefly to see Spark still in his seat. He is moving around but it looks like he is stuck between me and the door. His side is lying on the ground. I can see the dirt through his window.

He reaches up with his free hand and grabs onto Dela’s leg as well.

“Get the fuck off of her!” Spark screams out.

My gun is on the floor. I can see it but I can’t get to it. I reach behind my head and pull up the headrest. The small piece of the chair comes out immediately and I use the two sharp points as a weapon. I grab the hand that is trying to haul Dela out of the car and bring the makeshift weapon down right on his wrist.

“Ahhh! he screams out, and Dela drops against the truck. The tension between the two of us pulling in opposite directions no more.

“Pull me back in! Pull me back!” She scrambles to get in the truck but we need to get out. I can’t fight them stuck in the truck and there is no telling if this shit is going to blow up or anything like that.

I quickly assess myself making sure that I’m not fatally injured. “Spark! You good?” I grab at him and pull his seatbelt off.

“Yea, I’m just stuck under you. Move your ass.” He pushes at me.

“Dela, get off the door so we can get out.” She jumps off but immediately starts screaming again. There must be more outside.

I swing my body around in my seat and use my feet to kick the door open. It opens after just one kick. I jump out and Spark is right behind me. I left my gun in the car but there is no time to go back for it. There is a man in a dark gray robe pulling on Dela, dragging her on the ground trying to get her back up the side of the road.

“Get the fuck off her!” I roar and rush him. I feel a twinge of pain in my side but there is nothing that I can do about that right now.

I knock Dela out of the way and I easily overpower the man in the robe. It’s obvious that he isn’t trained in combat. He brawls but he doesn’t have the skill that I have. All these years in the bureau is enough to make me a lethal person. Dela backs up and Spark grabs her and pulls her behind him. More shots pop off in front of me. They are shooting at me but nothing is going near Spark or Dela. Maybe she is right, that they won’t hurt her. Still won’t change anything. I’m not going to give her up to them just to save my own ass.

“She doesn’t belong to you,” the man under me says as I push his face into the dirt, trying to get him to stop fighting.

“Fuck you. She belongs with us now.”

“He’ll die before he will let you keep her,” he grunts out clearly winded.

There is another shot, this one explodes the man’s head. I jump up in surprise only to see another man in a gray robe holding the gun. He raises it up to me this time.

I could try to rush him but I know that he would pull the trigger long before I made it to him.

Another loud pop echoes and I flinch thinking that the bullet has hit me. Instead, the man in front of me is the one to buckle to the ground crying out in pain and holding his leg. I look over my shoulder to see Cody on the ledge, his gun drawn and aimed at the man on the ground.

“You good, brother?” Cody calls out. I nod but know that I don’t have time to speak with him. I need information and I need it now.

I run over to the man that is on the ground and do my best to turn him back over.

“Where is your compound located? How many people are there? Who are you?” I shake the man trying to get him to answer me.

“You will never best Gaia,” he speaks as if he is praying.

“Cut the shit. Tell me what the fuck I want to know.” I shake him again. I see him moving his tongue around in his mouth.

“Fuck no!” I squeeze his mouth trying to pry his teeth open. He has something in there. He bites down hard and almost instantly his mouth begins to fill up with foaming acid. His eyes bulge and he claws