Dangerous Mating (A.L.F.A., #3)(48)

Suddenly, Kari spun around and pointed to the van waiting to pull onto the street. “Where are the people who were in that van?” she hollered. He and the other two men looked where she pointed.

The employee said, “The man who was yelling when you come in. We have problem with plane and delay a couple hours. He’s pissed we not give money back.”

“What about the people who were in the van?” she stammered. “Where are they?”

He nodded at the plane rolling away from the loading tarmac. “They all in plane. Mostly ladies. Two males.”

His mate ran toward him but she looked at Sheldon with panic and fear in her eyes. “Give me the car key.”

He fumbled around, shocked by her sudden demand. “What? Why?” Sheldon pulled the key from his pocket and she snatched it from his hand.

“I’ll explain later.”

He called after her as she ran for the door. “Be careful. It’s a rental.”

Bryon watched the door close then turned to Sheldon. “Is she getting the suitcases out?” He ran for the door. “She doesn’t need to do that. I will.”

Rushing through the entrance, the men were outside to see the rental car speeding away . . . after the plane. Bryon slid his hands into his pockets. “Did I mention she might be crazy?”

A couple employees came running out of the plane’s storage building and the office, staring at the car now cutting across the first landing strip. They were as speechless as he was. Bryon slapped his partner on the chest and headed for the employees. He yelled out if anyone had keys to the company truck sitting in the parking lot. One of the men hurried over, pulling a fob from his pocket, and pointed at a vehicle. They jumped in the truck and took off after his mate.

The man asked what was going on. He and Sheldon shrugged, though he had his suspicions. They watched as she rolled through the median between landing strips. A small ditch ran down the middle of the grassy area. Did she see it? The front end of the rental car dipped and slammed up the other side. The front bumper came off and spun to the side. That would be a “no, she didn’t see it.” Sheldon groaned.

The plane slowed on the back taxiway, making the turn onto the runway for takeoff.

The employee driving the truck wore a headset with voices screaming through the ear speakers. Bryon plucked them from the man’s head and slid them on his. The microphone extended around from the side to lock in place at his mouth.

“Listen up, boys. This is Agent Bryon Day with the United States government.” That shut up everyone on the line. “We have a situation we need your assistance with. There is an escaped crazy woman driving the car that just stopped in the middle of the back airstrip. She is armed and very dangerous. I suggest you do whatever she says.”

Sheldon slapped his arm and whispered, “What are you doing?” Bryon waved him off.

“We have the situation under control. Do not approach her. Stay far away from her. I repeat, stay far away from her. Do you copy, tower?” Bryon finished.

“Copy, Agent Day. We will inform the pilots as soon as they contact us that they are ready.” That was strange, they should’ve done that when leaving the tarmac.

“You mean the pilots haven’t confirmed already?” Bryon asked.

“That is correct, Agent. I’m sure they will respond any second now.” The controller’s voice didn’t sound too positive. More worried. He realized why when he glanced at the runway and plane. Kari had stopped the car sideways in the middle of the strip the jet stopped at. Why did she not want the plane taking off?

The plane rolled forward. Oh fuck. The pilots couldn’t be serious. They’d damage more than just the landing gear if they tried to run her over. His mate had her heart set on something. He knew Kari was strong of heart and will. She wasn’t moving an inch until the wrong she perceived was righted.

His bet was that plane was loaded with females who had been purchased at the sale in the back of the warehouse. How she knew that, he’d ask later.

The plane continued forward. He was relieved she was safely inside the car at least. The jet would have to go through the car to get to her. The car door opened. What the hell was she doing now? Hopefully getting away.

To his unbelieving eyes, she got out of the car then stepped on the back bumper and hoisted herself onto the trunk. Said bumper now sagged on one side. Sheldon moaned again. From the back part of the car, she climbed onto the roof and put her hands on her hips. She stuck out her one arm, turning the palm toward the plane. Dear god, if she thought that would stop them taking off . . . Sheldon groaned again.

The plane wasn’t slowing; she wasn’t budging. This would not turn out good for one of the parties. He urged the truck’s driver faster. As soon as they were in reach her, he’d yank her gorgeous ass off the roof and spank her. Naughty visions flashed in his head. Oh, the fun they would have when they got home. Wanting to focus on his mate surviving, Bryon closed down the images.

Still not moving fast enough, Bryon moved his leg to the side and stepped on the driver’s foot on the gas pedal. The vehicle jerked forward. Their driver’s eyes grew huge and his hands wrapped tightly around the steering wheel while he yelled at Bryon. Some of those words Bryon had never heard before.

They had to reach Kari before the plane did. Just in case the pilots were stupid enough to plow into her. The thought of losing her sent his wolf into a panic. It jumped forward wanting to break free and run to her. Bryon reminded it the truck would be there by the time they shifted and got out. It didn’t like that answer, but would abide by it for now.