Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 78534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
And that's when the explosion rocks the whole building.
2
GHOST
A twist of the throttle and my bike growls, like the rumbling purr of a monster eager to slip its chains. It’s times like these that I really feel the connection to the metal beast underneath me. I itch to let loose and open it all the way, but this isn't a joyride. There will be other nights to feel the wind tear at my skin as the asphalt flies by under my wheels. Tonight I need to stay in formation. My brothers trust me to be where I’m supposed to be, and that trust is what binds us together.
Riot and Tex ride at my sides, exactly where they should be. All sworn and blooded members of the Outlaw Sons are my brothers, but the three of us have worked, lived, fought and partied together for years. There’s no one I’d rather have at my back. We've been through some dark shit, and if fate is kind, tonight’s business will be done in time to wash off the blood and find some warm, willing bodies to end the night with. Or fuck, it’s been a while since we shared a woman. Maybe we should fix that.
Hellfire leads the pack. It’s only been two years since he took over, but there isn’t a man here who wouldn’t take a bullet for him. He sits his saddle regally, leading us into battle with his long, black hair tied back and whipping behind him like a rallying banner. As an officer, I follow close, with my boys right behind, followed by a handpicked selection of members who have seen enough action to be ready for a target like Victor Kane.
He’s a mean fucking snake, and weapon smuggling pays well enough to make him a tricky man to get to.
Which is why we’ve waited for him to be away from his primary estate, which might as well be a fortress. This would be easier if we could just blow the place to kingdom come and mop up what’s left, but the man who hired us has a hard-on for doing the final deed himself.
The weight of my iron is a comfort at my side, sitting loose and ready. And tucked away where I can get to them in a pinch, all my knives are oiled and ready to go. Never leave home unprepared.
Riot raises a fist to get my attention and points. Up ahead, the wall around Kane's holiday estate grows as we get closer. The gate is firmly shut, with two guards in front of it. They’re already moving by the time I can see them clearly. One has a phone in his hand, probably calling for backup. That’s fine. We're not going for subtlety. We want all eyes on us while Savage and his team sit tight, ready to make a door.
I’m no fucking philosopher, but there’s a golden moment just before the action starts that feels unreal. All possible futures hang in the balance. The plan might go perfectly, but let’s be real. Something always goes to shit. We just don’t know how yet. The trick is to roll with what fate throws at you and hope it doesn’t hit any vital organs.
Kane isn’t a soft target. He’s a fucking arms dealer. We dabble in it ourselves, which is how we know just how important it is to hit him hard and fast before he can call in a fucking drone strike or some shit.
From off to our left, a launcher fires, and the missile streaks ahead with a piercing whine, straight for the main gate. The dense smoke trail makes it hard to see if the guards get out of the way in time, though they start scrambling the moment they hear the dull thump of the launch. The explosion when it hits is loud enough to make the air feel dense in my ears and sends a shockwave through the ground that I can feel through my bike.
We stay mounted, riding straight through the smoke until we get to the wreckage. The doors are blown clean off their hinges, only twisted metal showing where they were attached. There's a body pressed up against the wall by the power of the blast, so at least one of the guys is out of the equation already. The ground is littered with shit that could easily take a bike out of commission, and only hard earned practice lets us seamlessly spread out and avoid both it and each other as we blow through into the courtyard in front of Kane’s mansion. Surprise is our main advantage, so it’s important to get in fast before they fully mobilize. I leave my bike near the front entrance, slipping my piece out of my belt and into my hand.