Wild Blaze by London Casey, Karolyn James

them, Brody looked and saw Griffin and
Jace catching up. Soon enough the traffic would thin out and Lyle would know he
was being followed. That was okay though, because the end result would be the
same. Lyle would watch his fucking shipment explode.
    It made Brody grip the handlebars
tighter, throttle the motorcycle harder.
    Once through the main part of
Frelen, the four motorcycles spread out. Jace and Brody were in the oncoming
lane of traffic. Griffin and Gaige in the right lane. The black car ahead
swerved to the left, then to the right, fixing itself.
    Brody looked at Jace and nodded.
    He knows.
    The car sped up and the motorcycles
did the same. They were going to run him into a trap. It was that easy. Run him
right to the pickup truck. Then they ’ d
get Heather out of the damn car and to safety. Lyle would do his thing, trying
to be big and tough, and then Griffin would press a button and the truck would
explode.
    There was a wide turn up ahead.
Brody throttled harder and started to take the lead. He cut into the right
lane, not wanting to run the risk of someone coming the opposite way and
crashing into him and Jace. They went around the bend and up ahead was the
black dot of something coming.
    It ’ s the truck.
    Lyle sped up some more and the
motorcycles weren ’ t going
to be able to keep up.
    Brody tried to go faster but
quickly realized he wasn ’ t
alone. Griffin and Gaige came up on each side of him. Gaige was screaming
something and when Brody looked, he was pointing to the side of the road.
    “ What
the fuck? ” Brody screamed.
    Gaige moved to the side of the
road. Griffin cut up and in front of Brody, almost clipping the front wheel of
Brody ’ s motorcycle. Brody
quickly hit the brakes and moved to the side of the road, the back tire of the
motorcycle cutting along the pavement and then dirt.
    “ What
the fuck are we doing? ” Brody yelled.
    “ He ’ s not stopping, ” Gaige said. “ Time to do this right now. He ’ s not taking the lead in this. ”
    “ What
the hell are you talking about, bro? ” Brody asked. “ He ’ s going to stop the truck. ”
    “ He ’ s taking off, ” Griffin said. “ Okay? Look at him up there. If
he gets too close to the truck, I can ’ t
light it up then. Unless I take out the woman, too. ”
    “ Just
end this shit, ” Jace said.
    Brody stepped off his motorcycle.
He made a line for Jace and both men readied for a fight.
    “ Say
that again, ” Brody said.
    “ Cut
it out, ” Gaige yelled. “ Griffin ’ s right. We don ’ t
have time. We ’ re going to
creep up and Griffin ’ s
going to hit the switch. ”
    “ What
if he kills her? ” Brody
asked. “ What if he freaks
out and …”
    “ I ’ m sorry, man, ” Gaige said. “ This has to end. ”
    Brody wanted to argue, but he knew
better. Right now, there was someone he cared about in a car that could end up
hurt, or dead. He set his sights to his motorcycle and waited for Gaige to take
the lead again.
    They were back on the road and up
ahead, the car looked so small and so far away. The truck was approaching and
while they all started to attempt to catch up, that wasn ’ t going to do a thing.
    Griffin came up next to Brody and
gave the signal. He took out a small black box and showed it to Brody. All
Brody could do was look straight ahead. He had no control over anything right
now and he fucking hated it.
    The truck suddenly exploded,
leaving the ground in a large fireball. Pieces of metal hit the ground, some
burning, some just rolling away.
    The four motorcycles kept riding.
Brody watched and saw the black car turn, coming to a spinning halt. The car
was facing the motorcycles as they approached. Brody wanted to just fly up and
save Heather.
    But he couldn ’ t do that. He had to play this
thing out right now. There was no choice. Everything to do with the fucking
plan was a mess. The truck was in flames, the drugs wasted. The message was
sent and clear. But now they had to take care of