Sword (Bones MC 3) by Marteeka Karland

Author:Marteeka Karland [Karland, Marteeka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 009115-02950
Published: 2019-11-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Stash the RV,” Torpedo bit out into his helmet mike as they raced back to Trucker and Magenta. “I want everyone ready to leave in fifteen minutes.” Sword had never been one to run away from a fight, but he needed more information. Whatever Data had found out on this El Diablo wasn’t good. But, given the nature of their work with Cain’s paramilitary mercenary-for-hire business, it took more than a simple badass to trigger any of their danger instincts. This guy pinged all over the place.

“We’ve got your RV,” Havoc said. “We can park it at our compound. I’ll get you a truck to take back to Kentucky. Once this blows over, we’ll swap again.”

“Sounds good. Can you escort us to your place? I wouldn’t ask, but Sword has Magenta, and they’ve threatened her.”

“You don’t need to explain. I’ll get Thorn to authorize an escort for you back to Kentucky if you want. I doubt it will be a problem.”

“Take him up on it, Torpedo.” Sword couldn’t keep the order from slipping out. The vice-president wouldn’t like it, but he couldn’t take a chance with Magenta’s life. “Whoever this guy is, he’s bad news. He might keep his word, and he might be tryin’ to get us to lower our guard.”

“I’m not stupid, Sword,” Torpedo snapped. “We’ll take any backup your president wants to send. I suggest you guys prepare here, too. This guy means business.”

“Thorn’s already on it. He’s been listening in for this very reason.” Havoc flanked the group as they pulled into the area where the RV was nestled, waiting in hiding. The second they pulled in, Trucker emerged, AK-47 in hand like he was expecting trouble.

“Data sent me the info on this El Diablo character,” Trucker said when the bikes were shut down. “He’s a ghost. Hired muscle for every major cartel in the world.”

“What the fuck’s he doing chasing after three hundred thousand dollars in drug money? Seems a bit beneath him.”

“We’ll figure it all out when we’re back in our own territory with the whole club. By that time, I’m sure Data will have more for us.”

Sword was glad Torpedo shut down any debate. Discussing this here would make him crazy. To say nothing about the twelve- to thirteen-hour ride home. He’d hoped to have at least a few hours to rest, but that wasn’t happening.

“Let’s get this RV back to Palm Beach. Once there, we’ll figure out ridin’ arrangements.” Torpedo directed the group with as much ease as Cain always did. It was like they were in the field on a mission. They followed Torpedo’s orders as easily as they did Cain’s. Sword took some measure of comfort in that familiarity. His brothers were surrounding him. They’d help him get Magenta to safety, then they’d figure out the rest of it.

Once the RV had been swapped for an F-250 and the covered bed loaded with their gear, Sword talked Magenta into riding with Trucker until they were out of Florida. He promised her after that, he’d put her on the bike with him.

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