Rock Chick Revenge (Rock Chick #5)(166)

“Don’t answer that,” Noah ordered.

“Fuck you,” I shot back, saw the display said “Luke calling” and flipped it open. “Yo.”

“Babe,” Luke replied.

“I’ve been kidnapped again,” I informed him.

“I know. I’m following.”

I turned my head to look around my seat and saw Luke’s Porsche behind us. He was at the wheel talking to me on the phone. Next to him was Ren’s Jag; Ren driving, Dom sitting beside him. I kept looking and saw Ally’s Mustang behind Ren, Daisy sitting beside Ally, more people in the (I couldn’t really see but I suspected they were my sisters). Olivia’s Lexus was beside Ally, Shirleen sitting next to her what I reckoned was my Mom in the back. I couldn’t be certain but I thought I saw Riley’s Pathfinder trailing the pack. They were all speeding and weaving, following Noah and me down Speer Boulevard in a highish speed chase.

Fuck.

Fuckity, f**k, f**k, f**k.

“You got a convoy,” Luke told me.

I turned forward. “I can see that.”

“Get him to slow down,” Luke demanded.

“He isn’t exactly listening to me.”

“Ava, get off the phone,” Noah cut in.

I looked at Noah. “Be quiet, I’m talking to Luke.”

That’s when we heard sirens. Not far away sirens. These were close.

“Fuck!” Noah snapped. “Get off the f**kin’ phone.”

“Kiss my ass!” I yelled.

“Beautiful, not sure it’s a good idea to get him riled,” Luke said in my ear.

“I don’t care if he’s riled,” I told Luke.

“I care if it means he’s gonna put a bullet in you,” Luke returned.

He had a point.

“He’s concentrating on driving,” I assured Luke.

“Ava, I’m not gonna say it again, get off the f**king phone,” Noah shouted.

“Glad to see I’m not the only man in your life who has to repeat himself,” Luke remarked.

“I don’t think you’re funny,” I told Luke even though I kind of did.

I heard his chuckle in my ear as Noah snapped, “I wasn’t being funny.”

“I’m not talking to you,” I told Noah.

A black Explorer pulled out from a road to our right. We shot by him and I saw Lee driving, Matt in the passenger seat. I didn’t have a chance to wrap my head around where they had come from. Instead I looked behind us and saw that Luke and Ren also shot by Lee. The Explorer angled in to cut off Ally and Olivia, aided by a couple of squad cars.

“What’s happening?” I asked Luke, turning forward again.

“You buckled in?” Luke asked me.

“Yeah. What’s happening?”

“Get him to slow down. If he doesn’t slow down, get him to buckle up,” Luke replied.

“Luke, what’s happening?” I demanded.

“Brace, babe, this ends here.”

Disconnect.

Oh shit.

Shittity, shit, shit, shit!

I flipped the phone closed. “Noah, slow down.”

“You should have told him to back off,” Noah returned.

“Noah, seriously, they have something planned, slow down.”

He turned to me, lifted the gun to point at me and said, “Ava, for the past week, you’ve been nothing but a pain in my ass.”

I’d heard that before, kind of. “Well, good,” I flashed back. “You deserve it.”

He kept glancing back and forth to the road and me, gun raised and pointed at me. What with him driving like a freak, his inattention to the road did not make my situation any better.

“Noah, pay attention to the road.”

“Call him back and tell him to stand down,” Noah ordered.

“This is Lucas Stark we’re talking about, he doesn’t stand down,” I explained.

“This is great, just great,” Noah grouched like it was all my fault.

“You could have taken off, gone to Argentina or something. You didn’t have to beat me up and tape me to a post. That was like waving a red flag at a bull. Then you kidnap me? How stupid are you?” I snapped.

“Shut up.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Shut… up.”

“Noah, slow down or buckle up,” I told him, trying to be nice.

He was still driving like a maniac, swinging his eyes to the road and to me. “Buckling up means takin’ the gun off you and how am I gonna shoot you if I put the gun down?”

I had no answer to that and I was done. If he shot me then hopefully, I’d survive. Jules got shot in the belly and chest and now she was happy and preggers. However, if Noah shot me, Luke would rip his head off, no hope for future happiness and babies in his life because he’d be dead.

So I shrugged. “Suit yourself. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“You weren’t this f**kin’ irritating when I was bangin’ you,” he informed me.

“I liked you then, I thought you were a good guy. Now I know you’re slime,” I retorted.

He didn’t reply. I crossed my arms on my chest and then up ahead, I saw another black Explorer pull out in front of us. It didn’t turn, it pulled into the intersection and stopped dead.