Outlaw Revenge (Back Down Devil MC #1)(34)

She was in for one hell of a ride…





eighteen.



The six motorcycles sped down the street. Gaige, Blaine, and Nate worked their magic, cutting in and out of traffic, across lanes when need be, cutting off other vehicles without fear. Gaige had a burning sense of guilt knowing that Emily was in grave danger, but there was nothing he could do about that now. They needed to get to end this.

At the next intersection, the other motorcycles cut to the right and at the last possible second, the SUV went left.

“Fuck,” Gaige yelled.

Back Down Devil went to the right. They could chase down the other motorcycles. This could easily became a hostage situation. Gaige could hold these *s until the shooter came forward.

They were able to get within reach of the other motorcycles. Gaige wanted to smash into one of the bikes, but he had to think of Emily. So he had to hang back a little and let Nate and Blaine take care of the dirty work. Blaine got up alongside one of the motorcycles and the rider pulled his gun. Blaine did the same.

“Shit,” Gaige said.

Gaige pulled out his gun and shot the back tire of one of the motorcycles. It was instant chaos. The tail of the motorcycle started to kick left to right. The speed was decreased and Gaige hit his brakes. Nate and Blaine looked back and the other motorcycle took off.

The guy with the flat tire tried to take a sharp left and he dropped his motorcycle. He slid to the side of the road and Back Down Devil officially had someone from Eight Under.

Gaige came to a stop and went after the guy. The motorcycle was on his leg. He reached for his gun and Gaige took a shot, hitting the guy in his hand. He dropped his gun and screamed as blood sprayed everywhere.

“Check him,” Gaige ordered Nate and Blaine. “Maybe he’s the one we want.”

Miller, Shay, and Griffin all pulled up.

Nate kicked the helmet and the guy screamed again.

“Don’t kill him, bro,” Blaine said.

Blaine crouched down and pulled the helmet off the biker. His thick black hair and facial hair made it obvious he wasn’t the one who killed Emily’s friend.

“Fuck,” Gaige said. “Get the motorcycle off him.”

Nate lifted the motorcycle and then pushed it to the side. The rider started to scramble back, but Gaige and Blaine had two guns on him.

“Okay, okay,” the guy said. “I’m not going to move.”

“Fucking right,” Gaige said. “Where’s the rest of them?”

The guy shook his head. “It was nothing. Just a warning.”

“More bullets?” Nate asked. “That’s a warning?”

“I wasn’t there for what happened,” the guy said. “You f*cking killed our men.”

“I’ll f*cking kill you,” Gaige said and stepped forward.

The rider cringed and put a hand out. “Okay. Okay. You want Vinny, okay? He was the one who got that whole thing together. He shot.”

“You rat out your crew that fast?” Blaine asked. “What a piece of shit.”

“I’m not ratting a thing,” the guy said. “Just sharing a name.”

“Stand the f*ck up,” Gaige ordered. He pulled at the guy’s shirt and brought him to his feet. “Look me in the f*cking eyes and tell me where this guy is.”

“I don’t know.”

Gaige sighed. “I’ll ask again. I’ll pretend falling f*cked up your head. Where the f*ck is Vinny?”

“I… I forget. I hit my head.”

Gaige curled his lip. From behind, Nate swung a fist and punched the guy. He crashed into Gaige and cried out in pain. Gaige grabbed the guy by the throat and kept him standing.

“I’m going to f*cking kill you right here,” Gaige said. “Unless you tell me…”

“We got company!” Shay cried out.

Gaige looked and saw the SUV flying toward them. He pushed the rider away and began to shoot. They all shot at the SUV even as the SUV shot back at them. Emily did the right thing by dropping behind Gaige’s motorcycle. Within seconds, the SUV was gone down the street, tires screaming as it made a hard left.

“Oh, f*ck,” Blaine said, pointing to the ground.

“What?” Gaige asked.

He turned and couldn’t believe what he saw. The rider was shot at least eight times. A bullet in his forehead, and several more down his body.

“They weren’t shooting at us,” Miller said. “They were killing one of their own to keep him quiet.”

“Jesus Christ,” Shay said. “These guys are sick.”

“No,” Gaige said, “they’re f*cking dead. He looked at Miller. We have a name now. Vinny. I want him alive.”

“We’ll get him,” Miller said. “Better take care of your girl.”

Gaige turned and saw Emily huddled next to the motorcycle, hugging her legs, staring at the dead body.

“Move this mess further back,” Miller said to Nate and Blaine. “Let’s get this out of sight and then get the hell out of here.”

Gaige dropped to one knee. “Emily, it’s okay.”

Emily shook her head. “I saw… the back of his head… it exploded…”

“It’s okay,” Gaige said. “You’re safe with me. Come on, stand up for me.”