“That’s it, bitch.” He holds up the gun between them, and she smacks it out of the way.
“Don’t you threaten me, Justin. I know all your secrets. I know how you and the guy got the knockoff chemicals and set up the MC. I know how you had Evie’s parents set up to be kidnapped and her grandmother killed before that asshole Judge got in the way. I know it all. You can’t get rid of me.”
“The fuck you say.” Justin pulls the trigger. Paris’ eyes get big as she looks down at her chest.
“Why would you do that to me?”
“You knew too much.” He fires a couple of more times before facing me. I don’t realize I’m screaming until Justin yells at me. “Shut the fuck up and get ready, I’m going to rape you.”
He advances on me as the door explodes inward. Lucian stands there, raising his gun as Justin raises his. Multiple discharges ring in my ear, and I scream again. As the air settles, my frenzied voice is the only sound. My hands cover my ears, and my eyes are shut tight.
“Sweet cheeks.” His soft words, then his hands on my face, are the only warning I need. I jump for Lucian, holding on for dear life.
“You came for me,” I say repeatedly.
“I did, baby. I’ll always come for you.”
“Wait…” I pull away. “Did he shoot you?” I search for bullet wounds but don’t see them.
“Nope, he didn’t get his gun up to fire before I did.”
“But I heard a couple shots.”
“That was me, Evie.” I turn my head to see Loco standing there.
“You’re okay? I was so worried about you.” I look around for Rusty and don’t see him. “Where is Rusty? Is he okay?”
“He’s fine. He’s outside keeping people back.”
Looking at Lucian, I say, “He was supposed to take me to a man named Kurti. He shot Paris.”
“Stop lying, you bitch,” Justin moans from the floor.
Finally, I’m calm enough to take in the damage to him. He’s shot in the shoulder, and blood runs from his crotch area.
“Why isn’t he dead?” I ask, wanting him no longer breathing so he can’t come after us anymore.
“He will be soon enough. Judge shot him in the crotch,” Loco chuckles.
“It’ll be okay, baby. Let’s get you to the clinic and checked over.” Lucian lifts me into his arms and carries me out of the room. “Rusty, you know what to do,” Lucian instructs, and when I look over to Rusty, he nods his head at me before his gaze focuses on Lucian.
“Yep, Prez, it’ll be taken care of.”
Lucian gently places me in his truck’s passenger seat, but instead of heading to the clubhouse, we go straight to Lach’s practice in town. He’s been asking me questions about my injuries and what happened.
“Baby, don’t you ever keep a secret like that from me again. You shouldn’t have gone off the property today,” Lucian growls without taking his eyes off the road. I realize he’s pissed, but he can’t force me.
“Lucian, you can control only so much. I need some control, too. I wanted to surprise you. I was having a mini leather jacket delivered to give you as a gift, along with a t-shirt I made, too.”
“Babe,” he grits out through clenched jaw.
“Don’t you ‘babe’ me.”
“I’m going to spank that ass of yours if you don’t stop arguing with me.” From the back seat, we hear multiple groans.
“Prez, please.” Loco shakes his head in exasperation.
“Come on, cuz, really.” Lach does the same.