Page 86 of Caged Hunger

“Are those…?” one of Caplan’s men asked, staring up at four metal objects that were currently hovering over the bad men with guns.

“Drones?” Ace asked, nodding his head in agreement. “Yup! My best friend has been tinkering with the mechanisms and has made a few… alterations. They are a lot more fun now, I’m told.”

Just as Ace completed his explanation, one of the drones began shooting at the bad guy’s feet, while a second one fired what could only be described as a mini-missile.

The missile shot past the two men and exploded when it hit one of the minivans, most likely used in the abduction or transportation of materials and goods.

Caplan’s men all dove for cover. Some dove behind boulders before opening fire, and some aimed at the drones overhead, while others aimed at the headlights in front of them.

Cameron watched as the scene in front of him erupted into chaos.

Marcus and his guys jumped out of hiding and began shooting at Caplan’s men as well.

A high-pitched laugh sounded as Caden and Lucas rolled up on Caden’s motorcycle—Lucas holding two drone controllers and looking like the Madhatter about to start a civil war.

Caden pulled the bike to a stop, angling it so his man had a perfect view of the drones he commanded.

“Die, motherfuckers!” Lucas shouted, eyes going wild as he commanded the drones to do his bidding.

Cameron was now convinced that Lucas had a dual personality—one being the sweet and lovable twink who sang showtunes at children’s events, the other a psychotic, violent fiend who got off on death and destruction. The bigger the bang, the higher the dopamine.

“God, I love you,” Caden gushed, pulling out a semiautomatic of his own and joining his brothers in shooting at the bad men.

“These drones were genius!” Gavin shouted, his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth as he attempted to navigate the third drone from where he hid, two feet away from Cameron.

“Stay down, or next time you won’t be coming,” Marcus barked from the other side of the driveway.

“Tell me what to do again, and you won’t be coming for a week,” Gavin bit back.

Cameron couldn’t help but chuckle.

Marcus glared at them both. He stood up and began shooting at Caplan’s men.

Blood exploded everywhere as Lucas’s “mini-missiles” hit two men, resulting in a waterfall of body parts falling from the sky.

“Your boy has issues,” Nikolai mumbled to Caden as he grabbed a man by the throat and began pummeling his face with his brass knuckles.

“Yeah, my babe is so hot when he’s killing things,” Caden responded between shots of his own.

The only one who wasn’t shooting or killing people was Ace. He sat with his back pressed against a pile of lumber, arms crossed over his knees, watching his friends kill bad men.

It was time for Cameron to make his move.

Checking to see that the coast was clear and all of Caplan’s men were distracted, Cameron slinked around the side of the barn and climbed in through a broken window.

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BASHER

Outside the barn, the world appeared to be on fire. Gunfire could be heard, followed by explosions and cries of pain.

What the hell was going on out there?

And here he was… missing out on all the action. He should be out there, with his fists raised, beating the snot out of Caplan Jr. and his men.

This was his fight, not Marcus’s.

Another explosion sounded, followed by what could only be described as a phantom howling.