Page 56 of Falcon

“Where now?” I asked Rosie.

“How about you join me on a ride?” a man requested. I turned my head and paled at the ten men confronting us. This wasn’t good.

Rosie

“You’re in Rage MC territory wearing colours. You’ve got a death wish.” I chuckled, grinning. In a blink of an eye, Liam, Felix, Leo, and Elijah were in front. My phone began shaking silently in my bag, and I knew one of the girls had hit the panic button on their phone.

“Prospects, stand the fuck down,” the arrogant idiot ordered. I read the asshole’s cut. Thief, President.

“They don’t obey a disrespectful asshole, Thief, and certainly not one from another club,” I pointed out casually. Demi appeared at my shoulder, dangerous vibes coming off her. On my other side, Penny came into view with Amberlea and Grace.

“Well, Rage sure as hell has some pretty whores.” Thief cackled and reached out a hand to stroke my face. I slapped his hand away before it made contact.

“Don’t lay a hand on her.” Elijah pushed himself forward.

Thief withdrew his fist and punched him. I responded without thinking and returned the punch. Elijah straightened, shoved in front of me, and sneered before releasing his own blow. Thief moved back with shock in his eyes—not because Elijah had hit him but because I had.

“Get lost, loser,” Elijah warned.

Thief leered and stepped towards us. “Boy, there’s ten of us and four of you. The odds are in our favour.” His brothers took out weapons and held them at their sides.

Fuck that.

“Yeah, I don’t think so.” I produced my own weapon as Demi, Grace, Penny, and Amberlea did the same. Behind me, I heard movement and realised some of the other women had drawn guns too. The prospects showed no hesitation but aimed theirs as well.

“Now, I did not expect that!” Thief laughed. “These whores have balls.”

“Yeah, because all females are to you, is a hole to stick your dick in, right?” I taunted.

Thief’s gaze flashed. This was one hell of a dangerous nutcase. There was madness in his stare. He’d pull the trigger first. Casually, I stepped forward as Leo made a grab for me and shoved my gun into Thief’s head.

“My father is Texas, my brothers are Cowboy and Wild from Rage MC. You think I don’t own my own brand of fucked up and crazy? Wrong. Listen, you assholes might hit half of us. But we’ll hit all of you.” Each of the old ladies would have chosen a different target. “Now you can fuck off or accept the risk.” I hissed.

Thief was tempted. I could see it in his eyes.

Sirens shrieked, and I didn’t move. Thief waved his hand, and the Notorious Princes lowered their weapons and put them away. We did the same as Cates walked into view. Cates rested her hand on her service weapon.

“You’re not welcome here,” she stated without preamble.

“Free country, isn’t it?” Thief shot back.

“For law-abiding citizens, yeah. For scum like you, not so much. Get out of my town,” Cates ordered, and I marvelled at the balls on her.

“That’s harsh,” Thief peered at her badge and smirked, “Sheriff.”

“Won’t warn you again, and I will put you in jail,” Cates warned.

“You and whose army? We’re making friends here, some pretty ones. Seems our brothers ain’t sharing the goods. But I’m sure we can play nice,” Thief retorted sleazily, running his eyes up and down Cates. To her credit, Cates didn’t bat an eyelash.

“Last warning, and then I’ll take you in for causing a disturbance,” Cates said calmly.

“Now, after we’ve been real friendly, you’ve gotta cause a scene?” Thief taunted. A split second later, he drew his gun and rubbed it suggestively. “Just a little taste.”

In an instant, Cates and the rest of us brought out our weapons.

Thief’s men didn’t appear as confident as before. Thief laughed. “Guess we were wrong, brothers. Ortonville ain’t a nice place after all. It seems we’re gonna have to help them be neighbourly.”

“Come back, and you’ll learn what bars look like,” Cates threatened.