Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(65)

They trampled through the trees and a cabin suddenly appeared. Just like the cabin with Miller.

“He didn’t know about my secret place,” Jerry said with a grin.

He dragged Ella up and into the cabin.

With the slam of a door, Ella feared for her life more than ever before. This was going to end badly… so f*cking badly.

It only got worse when Jerry tied Ella to a chair. And he took Beck from her. When the baby cried, Jerry got louder and madder. So Ella screamed. Jerry quickly took care of that, shoving a towel in her mouth.

He then stood holding Beck in one arm and a shotgun in the other.

Ella cried.

Please… Miller… please…





twenty-five.



Miller’s knuckles were swollen from punching the walls.

Hands grabbed his shoulder and he turned and pushed, throwing Gaige off the porch. He hadn’t realized it was Gaige.

“Gaige…”

A second later Blaine appeared.

“Blaine.”

“We’re here,” Blaine said. “Just like you need.”

“What the f*ck did I do?” Miller asked.

“Nothing,” Gaige said. “Miller, listen. He’s got the PD out searching. There was a shootout in the lot and we lost two prospects. But they fought back. Jace, Landon, and Nate are coming up next. This is going to end.”

“He took her into the woods,” Miller said. “We have to track her now.”

Miller handed out shotguns and handguns, then bolted from the porch.

“How the hell do you know where to go?” Blaine asked.

“I don’t,” Miller said.

A few seconds later, he saw something bright and blue on the ground.

It was a sock. A baby sock.

“Look at this,” Miller said. “She did this on purpose.”

“Smart woman,” Gaige said.

“Keep quiet and spread out a little. Look for signs.”

They all kept walking. Miller couldn't calm himself down. He was so mad he left the cabin without Ella and Beck. Just to get firewood, but still. Of course Jerry would track them. Regret settled in fast, Miller telling himself he should have just let anyone make the kill shot on Jerry.

A whistle sounded.

Gaige pointed to a tree.

“What?” Miller asked.

“I think it’s blood,” Gaige said.

It was blood. But that could have been anything.

Then there was more. On a different tree. A small trail of blood on a few trees, followed by another baby sock.

“This is definitely the way,” Miller said.

Miller felt a hand clamp on his shoulder. Blaine pulled him down.

“He’s up ahead,” Blaine whispered. “He has a f*cking cabin.”

Miller squinted and saw through the trees there was another cabin.

Crawling forward, Miller saw Jerry. Walking back and forth holding Beck and a shotgun.

Getting closer, Miller wanted to shoot Jerry but couldn't risk Beck. No f*cking way in hell.

“You gotta go,” Jerry said. “I’m sorry, kiddo. I never wanted this. She was supposed to be on the pill or something. I had no idea I was shooting full into her like that. I’m really sorry.”

Jerry opened the trunk of the car.

Miller felt his heart pound even faster. He patiently waited and watched Jerry place Beck in the trunk of the car. Then he pulled the trigger and purposely missed Jerry.

Jerry jumped back, leaving the trunk open. He scrambled up and into the cabin. The door slammed shut and Miller jumped to his feet. His eyes were locked to the car. When he got there, Beck was already turned around, propping himself up, wanting to get on the move.

“Come here, little man,” Miller said.

He took Beck out of the trunk and then hid on the side of the car.

“Christ,” Gaige said.

“What now?” Blaine asked.

“Ella’s inside,” Miller said. “I have to get in there and end this. Gaige, I need you to stay right here with the kid. Keep him close and keep an eye out for anyone else coming. If someone does come, just cover Beck’s ears and fire your gun.”

“I’m on babysitting duty?” Gaige asked.

“Goddammit, brother, it’s for me. And I don’t trust Blaine’s hands. Or what they’ve touched.”

“Aw, thanks,” Blaine said. “You must really love that kid, huh?”

Miller looked at Beck. “Yeah. I do.”

Gaige took Beck.

Miller darted for the porch while Blaine ran along the cabin. There was no time to waste so Miller kicked the door, shattering it open. He hated to see what he saw next, which was Ella tied to a chair and a gun to her head.

“I’ll do it!” Jerry yelled.

“This is between us, man,” Miller said. “Fight me like a man. Right now.” Miller slowly put his gun down. “Look. That’s my weapon.”

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this,” Jerry said. “I have to take you all down now. I have no choice.”

“Call your men and raid the clubhouse,” Miller said. “Just don’t hurt Ella. I’ll tell you where anything is. You can tie me, Blaine, Gaige, anyone you want to any crime in Frelen. But Ella has to live.”