CLUTCH - LOYALTY AND LIES
I grabbed my gun and ducked down, trying to assess what we were up against. The door opened behind me, and I heard Torch curse under his breath, and heard shouting from behind me.
Smoke was rising from the gatehouse, and I ducked beside one of our trucks. Ledger coming up beside me.
“What do we do?” he asked.
This had to be Razor. No one else would be stupid enough or cocky enough to hit us where we had the strategic advantage… not unless the person knew the compound layout and how we would react to a direct threat.
And we did. We reacted predictably. We pulled everyone into the clubhouse so all of us were under one roof. Then someone brought the fight to us.
“If this is Razor, he is going to assume we fortify the clubhouse and keep everyone inside.”
Torch crouched down beside us, “So what the fuck do we do?”
“We don’t know how many people are waiting for us if we all come running out guns blazing… but we don’t know what they have planned if we try to hold out in the clubhouse."
My mind was working through the different possibilities, none of them leading to a plan or a way out of this mess.
“Where’s Angel?” Looking around, I noticed he wasn’t with us.
Torch popped up trying to get a view of what was going on, and a bullet went flying into the truck window, glass exploding around us. “He’s guarding Mara like he is her personal kevlar vest.”
Ledger grunted beside me, “So the fuckers have someone who thinks he’s a sniper but can’t aim for shit.”
“We can’t use any plan that could be predictable; we can’t use anything Cypher might have on his network…”
Ledger swore beside me and fired off a couple shots in the direction of the threat.
Think, think, think…
What would Bex do?
She would think clinically, she would use their own tactics against them…
Shit…I looked up at one of the camera’s that was pointing in our direction…
I shot at the one camera, with Ledger grumbling “You are shooting in the wrong direction…”
“Lets get back inside, spray some bullets in different directions and then we go back into the clubhouse. I think I have a plan.”
Torch moved first shooting out the windows of a truck further into the parking lot, a shout came from that direction. Ledger moved to the front door shooting in the direction of the gates, and I followed, keeping my back to him and eyes in the direction of the last bullet that came our way.
When we all made it back into the clubhouse it was absolute chaos, Axel was arguing with Marisol who looked like she was about to shoot him. Cypher tried to pull Meg behind him when the door opened and I watched as she pulled her arm away like his touch burned her yelling, “You don’t get to touch me anymore.”
Cypher growled, “I don’t have time for this right now Meg. I am done with this petty shit, done with the distance... Nothing hap…”
She cut him off with a laugh, “Petty shit Cypher, fuck you. Do not touch me and do not worry about me. I do not believe a word that comes out of your mouth anymore, so save your breath.”
Then she stormed off to stand with Mara and the Doctors who were all huddled by the bar behind Angel.
“Fuck.” Cypher roared, pulling at his hair.
Angel saw me and moved our way, “What is going on?”
“Not sure, from what I can tell they hit the gate and are on the compound. I can't tell how many or who. But I have a feeling…. And I have an idea.”
Angel scanned the chaos of the room, looked back at his sister and then back at me.