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With my knees and arms up to protect myself, I get the brunt of the fists, kicks, and brass-knuckled punches. Thankfully, my knife went under the truck otherwise, I’m sure I’d be bleeding out much larger holes.
Unable to move, I endure the beating and barely register when someone curses.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
“Back the fuck away from him—Now!”
There’s a scuffle around the truck and then Laine grabs my shirt. “Up and in, Mr. Quinn. Seems we’re not welcome here.”
She helps me to my feet and I take in the scramble of bodies both on the ground and staggering just beyond reach. I take the gun from her and level my sights on the ones still standing. “It didn’t have to go this way, lads. This is on you.”
We both get in and I lock the doors as she kicks up gravel and we make tracks.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
She snorts. “You’re the one who just got a shit-kicking. I’m just the one who found the Glock in the glove compartment. Yes, I’m okay. Well, other than not knowing how to drive on this side of the road.”
I chuckle. “You’ll manage. You’re an independent force, remember?”
Lying on my back and staring up at the roof of the truck, I can tell we’re driving fast and that’s about it.
“Shit, Tag. I don’t know where we live. Where am I going?”
I point at the nav console. “Just hit home.”
She does and then she hits the call button to connect with my phone. It rings twice and then the line picks up. “Hey, brother. What’s?—”
“Sean, it’s Laine. There was trouble and Tag’s hurt. I’m coming home as fast as I can, but we’ll need Doc Kelvin.”
“How bad is he?”
The worried chatter between Laine and my brother fades into nothingness and the next thing I’m aware of is Sean and Brendan hauling my broken ass out of the truck.
“Who the fuck did this?” Brendan snaps.
“Is Doc Kelvin here?” Laine asks.
“He’s two minutes out,” Sean says. “We’ll get him inside and cleaned up so Doc can see the damage.”
“Where were you when this happened?” Sean asks. “Who are we dealing with?”
“I don’t know,” Laine says. “We stopped in a little town on the way home from Rose’s new place. There was a street festival and as we were leaving, a bunch of men recognized Tag and jumped him.”
“We need a name, Laine.” Sean was being too snappish with her, and I didn’t like it.
“Campbells,” I grunted out.
Laine glances up from where she’s wiping me down with a damp cloth. “It happened so fast. I couldn’t get them away from Tag and they were so brutal…”
“How did you get away?” Brendan asks.
“I took the gun from the glove compartment and started shooting.”
There’s a collective round of cursing but she did nothing wrong. She saved my ass.
“How many did you shoot?” Sean asks.
“Uh…three, I think. I just shot into the cluster of them until they backed away far enough for me to get Tag into the truck.”
