Twisted Pieces (Back Down Devil MC #5)(57)

Before anyone could respond, a car came flying out of the cemetery.

A second car.

It turned left, almost lost its edge, but saved it at the last second.

“No!” Jace screamed.

Strokner had Jordyn. And he was speeding away with her.

Jace ran to his motorcycle and pointed to Nate. “Take care of what we said. Got it?”

“Jace,” Miller called out.

“No,” Jace yelled. “I’m getting her. I’m killing him. He’s not smarter than us. I can’t lose her.”

“Nate, Shay, and Griffin,” Miller yelled. “Go to the office. The rest of us, follow Jace.”

Jace was already on his ride and going. He flew down the road and when he came to the end of it, he hung a sharp right. If Strokner went left, he’d end up going east some more. There was nothing but windy roads and eventually a desert. That wouldn’t be the place to take Jordyn.

Unless he has a f*cking helicopter waiting.

Jace started to panic. But he needed to stay focused. He could only trust his heart right now.

He sped back toward Frelen. There was no traffic this far on the outskirts which gave Jace full sight of any vehicles. When he saw one black car, he knew he had made the right decision so far. Strokner was now heading south.

Jace rode as hard and fast as he could, needing to gain ground so he could shoot out the tires and have his standoff with Strokner he so desperately wanted.

Fuck. This has to work…

Jace crept up a few more feet. He reached for his gun. As he started to eye up the tires, two men poked their heads and top half of their bodies out of the back windows. They were both holding guns.

“Shit!” Jace managed to yell before the men started to shoot.

Jace lost his edge. His wheel cut left to right, over and over. He was trying to keep the motorcycle up while he heard the zing of bullets flying by him.

When Jace finally dumped the motorcycle, it came down hard on his right leg. He started to spin, and his leg was being torn up over and over on the road. The pain was horrible.

The motorcycle stopped moving. Jace stopped moving. But Strokner didn’t. The car sped away as Jace screamed and fought to get the motorcycle off him. He heard the other motorcycles in the distance, but they weren't close enough. He couldn’t wait for them. If by some chance Strokner had a helicopter or any kind of getaway planned, Jace would lose Jordyn forever.

He closed his eyes and screamed as he pulled his leg from under the motorcycle. There was blood, and a lot of it. His jeans were mangled. He pushed himself up slowly. The pain in his right leg stole his breath, but there was one good thing - his leg wasn’t broken.

Jace gritted his teeth and fought to stand his motorcycle back up. He lifted his right leg over it, crying out in pain. He didn't hesitate though as he started it and sped off. Each bump in the road made his leg hurt worse. But this was about Jordyn. About saving her. About keeping his promise to protect her. Now and forever.

Jace followed the road, which turned and split into two directions. To the right would wrap back around to Frelen near the land Strokner wanted to steal. And it was in the direction of where Shay had his final stand with his brother Caius. To the left was a small commercial development that was mostly shut down. There were a few small factories that still operated and a small junkyard that was managed by an old miser who was rumored to have ten million in the bank even though he lived in an abandoned car.

But all Jace could think about was the flat, open space next to the junkyard that would be perfect to land a helicopter.

Jace turned left and when he spotted the black car, he slammed on the brakes. There was a small office building smack dab in the middle of the abandoned factories. Jace had never noticed it before and it scared the hell out of him. Strokner had been building in secrecy.

Jace parked his ride and put a new clip in his gun. Miller and Gaige pulled up right behind him.

Jace put his hand out and said, “Shut those f*cking things off. What the f*ck is this place?”

Miller looked. “Son of a bitch. He’s got a hiding spot.”

“Wonder how many he has,” Gaige said. “We can’t let Jordyn out of our sight.”

“Happened once already,” Jace said.

Christ, for all he knew, Strokner had already moved her. This could just be another ploy.

Jace pointed. “Go that way and start killing everyone you find. I’m not f*cking around anymore.”

Jace knew he was going to catch hell for talking to Miller like he just had, but he had no choice. He would take a beating if it meant getting to Jordyn and saving her. This was not part of their plan. They were supposed to get Jordyn, kill Strokner, and leave him on the road. Then he would be buried in the back of cemetery. No one would ever find him.

As Jace ran toward the car, he still got an uneasy feeling that the damn thing was going to blow up.

Jace took a deep breath and opened the backdoor.

It was empty.

The front was empty too.

A side door to the office building opened and a guy came out. He had a cigarette between his lips, on his cell. The cigarette wasn’t lit. He was still holding his gun.

“I don’t know,” the guy said. “He’s in a meeting, okay? Working on some details on a big deal. Yeah. Land. Town. Everything. Busy for us, okay?”

The guy turned and crouched down. He put his gun to the ground and Jace took his chance. He ran toward the guy, kicked the gun out of his reach, and then slammed his gun down on the guy’s head, splitting it open and knocking him out cold.