Page 43 of Thunder

“Alright, that’s all of it,” I state as I slam the van door shut and turn around, but I frown and ask, “Yo, Gunner, why in the fuck are Turner and Leroy walking back?”

Gunner frowns and looks to the track, and everyone follows his eyes as Axel demands, “Why are you two not watching the fucking road?!”

Turner stops and mentions, “The road was quiet, barely any traffic, and we knew you’d be done, so we walked back,” his brown eyes looking a little scared, and I curse.

“What is it?” Trigger demands, and I snap, “A blacked-out van followed us all the way from the clubhouse but didn’t turn off down the dirt road. I had a bad feeling.”

Trigger curses as Stone demands, “Did you see a blacked-out van?!”

Leroy clears his throat and admits, “Twice,” and I growl loudly.

“I fucking knew they were following us,” I snap, and Leroy defends, “They kept on driving!”

“And I bet they’ll be down the road any fucking second!” I snap just before a sound of a gun being shot echoes, and I grunt as my body flings to the floor with the force of the bullet that hits my arm, and Tank roars, “Thunder!”

A bullet hits the ground near my head, and then another near my leg, and I quickly roll and notice the blacked-out van as the brothers scramble. Leroy actually fucking does his job as he tackles the shooter to the ground, kicking the gun away.

“Fuck,” I choke as my arm throbs just as Tank kneels before me and grips it, causing me to groan.

“That fucker wanted you dead,” he grunts, and I look just as someone shouts, “Get the fuck off me!” and I groan louder, recognizing the fucker trying to get out of Stone’s hold while Leroy holds his nuts.

“His name is Dino, he used to work with my girl and wanted her,” I moan, and Tank growls loudly just as Trigger crouches down.

“You good?” he breathes, and I nod even though my arm hurts and Tank slowly helps me sit.

“Scottie is going to be pissed,” I groan as a jolt of pain hits my shoulder, and Trigger winces as he looks at my arm. I follow his eyesight only to wince at the trail of blood.

Fuck…

***

I check my phone for the tenth time since we got back to the Untamed clubhouse half an hour ago, a journey that took longer than it should have because of my arm, and I wince.

Treasure

“Brother, she is going to kill you,” Stone mutters, and I nod because yep, I’m already aware of that. “Though I swear if I didn’t already know that kid was her nephew, with the grin in that photo she has looking at him, I’d think she was his mama.”

I nod again, because again, I already know that as well.

Their bond is something to cherish, that is for sure, and that is why I’m going to so much trouble to ensure Sammie comes home with us and lives in a family environment.

I fist my hand then open it again. My arm is fucking killing me. I'm pretty sure the bullet is still inside, and Tank and Dr. Thomas are both pissed because I refuse for them to touch it until this fucker is questioned, then killed. That and I’m hoping to get the sympathy vote from my girl while she cares for me instead of ripping my balls from my body.

“Brother, I swear, I need to get that bullet out,” Tank grunts, but I wave him off.

Trigger went home with the prospects, much to his dismay, while Stone and Tank followed us back.

“And I need my girl not to tear my balls from my body,” I mutter as I tilt my head at Dino, who is slowly stirring.

Stone knocked the fucker out then after Leroy managed to get over the pain of being kicked in the nuts, rode back with the idiot in the van while I rode back much to my brother’s dismay.

Tank huffs as he crosses his arms over his chest, and I smirk as he mumbles, “This is fucking worse than you showing up in my ER.”

“W-what?” Dino rasps, and I curl my lip at the fucker as my phone rings again.

Fuck, Scottie is going to be pissed.

“How’s your head?” Axel goads, and the jackass tied in the chair looks around the soundproof room before his eyes come my way and widen, and I grin.