The Devil in Her Bed (Heartless Devils Motorcycle Club Book 1) by Kathryn Thomas Page B
Authors: Kathryn Thomas
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including John, pulled their weapons and followed after them at a dead run.
Those on foot, with John in the lead, rounded the corner of the house just in time to see Asher dump the bike at speed, sliding and bouncing to a stop before jumping to his feet only to fall again. But he was down only for a moment before he came back to his feet.
The man on the dock took two steps back then ran and jumped onto the boat, falling in a heap before popping back up. They heard the sharp report of a gun, but Asher never slowed as he charged down the dock.
He had almost reached the boat when he heard a creaking pop and the dock lurched sideways. The sudden movement caused him to fall as the dock continued to twist over onto its side. The wood next to his head splintered from another gunshot before the dock popped loudly and swung wildly to the left, rolling over and dumping him into the water.
***
Lee thought they were home free when the dock began to fail, but they were still bound, and an entire herd of black-clad motorcyclists were racing across the yard toward them—with a near equal number running after them on foot. The glass next to his head shattered, as a bullet passed inches from his head. He killed the throttles and slammed the boat in reverse and revved the engines to take tension off the line.
“Cut us loose!” he screamed again.
Gerry popped up and flung the line from the cleat, as gunfire rained around them. The moment the line was clear, Lee jammed the boat back into forward and slammed the throttles to their stop. The boat roared, as it lunged away.
***
Asher leaped from water, using the piece of the dock he was clinging to for leverage, and grabbed the hand, as it threw the rope into the water. The man, not wanting to go overboard, dug in, and that was fine with Asher. As the boat began to surge away, he hauled with every ounce of his strength, pulling himself up and out of the water. He grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and hauled again. Asher’s weight had the other man pinned down, unable to fight back as he climbed over him into the boat. As Asher fell over the edge into the boat, the man was relieved of his weight and turned on him.
Before he could get to his feet, Asher took a solid shot to his jaw, knocking him down again. He saw the kick coming and curled up just in time to take the blow on his arm. It hurt like a mother. However, in spite of the pain, he grabbed the man’s booted foot and twisted sideway. The man landed on him like a ton of bricks, knocking the wind out of him.
***
Jenny couldn’t believe it when Asher hauled himself into the boat, using the second man like a ladder to pull himself over the edge. As the two men struggled in the bottom of the boat, she kicked herself out of the way, unable to do anything to help.
***
John saw Asher go over the side of the boat just as the rest of the club arrived, too late to help. If Jenny was on that boat, it was all up to him. He was standing there, panting from his run, trying to get his breath when he began to feel lightheaded. He bent over, placing his hands on his knees, but his breathing was getting harder, not easier.
“John? You okay?” Kenny Slovoski panted.
“Just—”
The pain hit him like a hammer blow. He grimaced against the pain and tried to straighten, but the pain was too much. It felt like the entire club, and all their motorcycles, were piled on his chest.
“I—” he gasped out as he doubled over, his arms coming up to cover his chest, as he went to his knees while fighting the pain.
***
Lee breathed a sigh of relief as the boat began to get her legs. Mr. Hamasaki was going to be pissed about the ruckus around his house, but he had warned him that the Heartless Devils weren’t someone to trifle with. He looked behind him, intending to see the house receding in the distance, but instead he saw Gerry and a giant of a man in a
Those on foot, with John in the lead, rounded the corner of the house just in time to see Asher dump the bike at speed, sliding and bouncing to a stop before jumping to his feet only to fall again. But he was down only for a moment before he came back to his feet.
The man on the dock took two steps back then ran and jumped onto the boat, falling in a heap before popping back up. They heard the sharp report of a gun, but Asher never slowed as he charged down the dock.
He had almost reached the boat when he heard a creaking pop and the dock lurched sideways. The sudden movement caused him to fall as the dock continued to twist over onto its side. The wood next to his head splintered from another gunshot before the dock popped loudly and swung wildly to the left, rolling over and dumping him into the water.
***
Lee thought they were home free when the dock began to fail, but they were still bound, and an entire herd of black-clad motorcyclists were racing across the yard toward them—with a near equal number running after them on foot. The glass next to his head shattered, as a bullet passed inches from his head. He killed the throttles and slammed the boat in reverse and revved the engines to take tension off the line.
“Cut us loose!” he screamed again.
Gerry popped up and flung the line from the cleat, as gunfire rained around them. The moment the line was clear, Lee jammed the boat back into forward and slammed the throttles to their stop. The boat roared, as it lunged away.
***
Asher leaped from water, using the piece of the dock he was clinging to for leverage, and grabbed the hand, as it threw the rope into the water. The man, not wanting to go overboard, dug in, and that was fine with Asher. As the boat began to surge away, he hauled with every ounce of his strength, pulling himself up and out of the water. He grabbed the man by the back of his shirt and hauled again. Asher’s weight had the other man pinned down, unable to fight back as he climbed over him into the boat. As Asher fell over the edge into the boat, the man was relieved of his weight and turned on him.
Before he could get to his feet, Asher took a solid shot to his jaw, knocking him down again. He saw the kick coming and curled up just in time to take the blow on his arm. It hurt like a mother. However, in spite of the pain, he grabbed the man’s booted foot and twisted sideway. The man landed on him like a ton of bricks, knocking the wind out of him.
***
Jenny couldn’t believe it when Asher hauled himself into the boat, using the second man like a ladder to pull himself over the edge. As the two men struggled in the bottom of the boat, she kicked herself out of the way, unable to do anything to help.
***
John saw Asher go over the side of the boat just as the rest of the club arrived, too late to help. If Jenny was on that boat, it was all up to him. He was standing there, panting from his run, trying to get his breath when he began to feel lightheaded. He bent over, placing his hands on his knees, but his breathing was getting harder, not easier.
“John? You okay?” Kenny Slovoski panted.
“Just—”
The pain hit him like a hammer blow. He grimaced against the pain and tried to straighten, but the pain was too much. It felt like the entire club, and all their motorcycles, were piled on his chest.
“I—” he gasped out as he doubled over, his arms coming up to cover his chest, as he went to his knees while fighting the pain.
***
Lee breathed a sigh of relief as the boat began to get her legs. Mr. Hamasaki was going to be pissed about the ruckus around his house, but he had warned him that the Heartless Devils weren’t someone to trifle with. He looked behind him, intending to see the house receding in the distance, but instead he saw Gerry and a giant of a man in a
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