Club Property: Adults Only Motorcycle Club Romance: Roadrunners MC by Selena Black Page B
Authors: Selena Black
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opened it to put the rifle inside.
“Let’s go,” he said.
The tense atmosphere was palpable when they got in the truck and nothing else was said as Crash got them moving to drive out of the gas station exit. They saw the sign for a turnoff only a few miles later and it was Six that broke the silence.
“Any sign of that sedan?”
“No,” Crash replied. “As far as I can tell we’re not being followed at the moment.”
“Then get off at the next exit,” Six ordered.
“It’s going to be a shitty country road,” Patch pointed out.
“Doesn’t matter,” Six went on. “We just get off and take the long way round. All that matters is that we aren’t followed.”
Crash put his foot down to get them to the exit as quickly as possible, but needed to slow down straight away when he turned on to the deserted single-track road.
“Any sign of them?” Six asked.
Crash slowed even more and kept his eyes on the rear view mirror to see if any vehicles followed them off at the junction. If meant his concentration was focused on the road behind and it was Patch that shouted the loud warning.
“WATCH OUT!”
Crash brought his gaze forward at the sound of the yell to see the Sedan racing towards them from an even smaller side road. He was only given a fraction of a second to react and chose to hammer his foot down on the accelerator. It almost got them out of the way of the insane charge of the car, but not quite, and the collision caught the side of the truck just behind the rear wheels. It sent them spinning wildly out of control and all they could do was cling on as best they could to stop themselves being thrown around in the cab. It seemed like an eternity before they came to a stop, but they needed to recover instantly.
Six reacted first to grab for the automatic rifle as Crash desperately turned the key in the ignition to try and get them moving. The engine turned over but wouldn’t catch, and they realized it was too late to make a run for it when they heard the sound of the shots cracking against the side of the truck. Their only choice now was to fight.
“Driver side!” Six yelled and the other two didn’t need to be told twice.
Crash yanked the door open and threw himself down to the ground, with Six and Patch almost landing on him when they piled out of the door. They ducked down as the gunshots continued.
“How many of them?” Crash hissed.
“I caught a glimpse of two getting out,” Six replied. “But there could be more.”
“Are they still by the sedan?” Patch asked.
“Yes,” Six replied. “But not for long.”
He checked the weapon to make sure the safety was off then swung the barrel around the rear corner of the truck and raked the black sedan with a heavy barrage of automatic fire. It got the desired effect when he hit the fuel tank and the explosion rocked the quiet countryside around them. The silence that followed was eerie, but the three men at the truck remained out of sight just in case.
“I don’t think they saw that coming,” Crash said quietly.
“Yeah, I think they’re fucked,” Patch agreed.
“Better them than us,” Six said. “But we better get moving or we’ll be fucked too. That explosion won’t exactly go unnoticed.”
He swung the gun around and fired a few more shots at the burning vehicle then ducked out of sight behind the truck. There was no response to the gunfire and he crouched down as he made a darting run towards the sedan. He saw the two bodies straight away lying a short distance from the vehicle.
“Fuck,” he cursed.
“I don’t think they’ll be giving us any answers about why they were following us,” Patch commented as he came up behind.
The pair of them approached the two men cautiously, but it was apparent they hadn’t survived the explosion.
“See if you can find anything on that one,” Six said and
“Let’s go,” he said.
The tense atmosphere was palpable when they got in the truck and nothing else was said as Crash got them moving to drive out of the gas station exit. They saw the sign for a turnoff only a few miles later and it was Six that broke the silence.
“Any sign of that sedan?”
“No,” Crash replied. “As far as I can tell we’re not being followed at the moment.”
“Then get off at the next exit,” Six ordered.
“It’s going to be a shitty country road,” Patch pointed out.
“Doesn’t matter,” Six went on. “We just get off and take the long way round. All that matters is that we aren’t followed.”
Crash put his foot down to get them to the exit as quickly as possible, but needed to slow down straight away when he turned on to the deserted single-track road.
“Any sign of them?” Six asked.
Crash slowed even more and kept his eyes on the rear view mirror to see if any vehicles followed them off at the junction. If meant his concentration was focused on the road behind and it was Patch that shouted the loud warning.
“WATCH OUT!”
Crash brought his gaze forward at the sound of the yell to see the Sedan racing towards them from an even smaller side road. He was only given a fraction of a second to react and chose to hammer his foot down on the accelerator. It almost got them out of the way of the insane charge of the car, but not quite, and the collision caught the side of the truck just behind the rear wheels. It sent them spinning wildly out of control and all they could do was cling on as best they could to stop themselves being thrown around in the cab. It seemed like an eternity before they came to a stop, but they needed to recover instantly.
Six reacted first to grab for the automatic rifle as Crash desperately turned the key in the ignition to try and get them moving. The engine turned over but wouldn’t catch, and they realized it was too late to make a run for it when they heard the sound of the shots cracking against the side of the truck. Their only choice now was to fight.
“Driver side!” Six yelled and the other two didn’t need to be told twice.
Crash yanked the door open and threw himself down to the ground, with Six and Patch almost landing on him when they piled out of the door. They ducked down as the gunshots continued.
“How many of them?” Crash hissed.
“I caught a glimpse of two getting out,” Six replied. “But there could be more.”
“Are they still by the sedan?” Patch asked.
“Yes,” Six replied. “But not for long.”
He checked the weapon to make sure the safety was off then swung the barrel around the rear corner of the truck and raked the black sedan with a heavy barrage of automatic fire. It got the desired effect when he hit the fuel tank and the explosion rocked the quiet countryside around them. The silence that followed was eerie, but the three men at the truck remained out of sight just in case.
“I don’t think they saw that coming,” Crash said quietly.
“Yeah, I think they’re fucked,” Patch agreed.
“Better them than us,” Six said. “But we better get moving or we’ll be fucked too. That explosion won’t exactly go unnoticed.”
He swung the gun around and fired a few more shots at the burning vehicle then ducked out of sight behind the truck. There was no response to the gunfire and he crouched down as he made a darting run towards the sedan. He saw the two bodies straight away lying a short distance from the vehicle.
“Fuck,” he cursed.
“I don’t think they’ll be giving us any answers about why they were following us,” Patch commented as he came up behind.
The pair of them approached the two men cautiously, but it was apparent they hadn’t survived the explosion.
“See if you can find anything on that one,” Six said and
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