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One of the bikers stood from his seat, his chair grating against the wood floor. I stood at the same time, but he was closer to Wren. “Hey, pretty girl. You look damn fine.”
“Fuck, this is gonna end badly.”
“Excuse me, but you’re in my way,” Wren snapped.
The biker grabbed her around the waist and hauled her up against him as I shot across the restaurant. “You look good enough to eat.”
“She’s with me,” I said, my voice booming as I walked up behind him. “Let her go.”
Wren shot him a disgusted look as he reached down and clenched her ass in his meaty hand. “Get your hands off me.”
“Baby, I’m just getting started,” he chuckled.
“Let her go, and maybe I’ll let you walk out of here alive,” I snapped.
I couldn’t make a move with her in his arms. It was too dangerous, and I wasn’t sure I could trust her reactions.
The man looked around the restaurant and chuckled. “You’re going to let me walk out of here alive? Boy, I think you need a reality check.” He nodded to someone behind me and I heard another chair scrape against the floor.
I wasn’t worried about it. Yet. Fox had my back. That is, if he wasn’t still eating his weeds and pig intestines. I shifted slightly, ready to pull my gun if anyone tried anything.
“We don’t want any trouble.”
He tossed his head back and laughed. His thick, gray beard was stiff and his big belly bounced. It was disturbing. “Boys, they don’t want any trouble.”
I knew it the moment he looked me in the eyes. This was going south fast, and the only way out was for us to be faster than them. “Fox,” I said, hoping he was ready.
“Man, I was just finishing my chicken,” he grumbled. “Couldn’t this wait five fucking minutes?”
“You know?—”
“Wren!” I snapped, glaring at her to keep her mouth shut. She’d only end up saying something to make things worse. I narrowed my eyes at her, hoping she understood to run as soon as I let all hell loose.
The man’s fingers twitched, and then he made his move. I pulled my gun at the same time as him, shooting him in the shoulder. Wren stumbled out of his grasp, but stood there in shock as I spun and fired off two more shots. Chaos erupted around the restaurant as chairs were flung back and dishes clattered to the ground. I dove for Wren, tackling her across a table just as someone fired at us. We hit the ground hard with me landing on top of her. She cried out, glaring at me like I was the one causing all the problems.
“You landed on me!”
“You didn’t fucking move!” I shouted, covering her head as a few bullets hit a little too close to us. I shuffled off her and grabbed her arm, dragging her across the floor to safety.
“How was I supposed to know I needed to move?” she shouted.
I stopped and grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her slightly. “Because when someone fires, you move!”
I caught sight of Fox flying through the air, a knife poised in his hand as he landed on some guy’s back. He thrust his knife into the man’s neck, then laughed hysterically as he spun, whipping knife after knife through the air.
“Who is he?” Wren shouted.
“He’s Fox,” I said, unsure how else to describe him.
A shot rang out and Fox doubled over. “Shit!” I jumped to my feet, calling over my shoulder for her to stay put behind the booth. I emptied my magazine, taking out everyone I could. But when I ran out, I had to take cover again as I quickly ejected my magazine and shoved another in place. Taking a deep breath, I popped up, taking out a man who was about to bash a chair over Fox’s head.He turned to me with a scowl. “I had him.”
Rolling my eyes, I moved on, but I was running low on ammunition. Half the time, I was just laying down cover fire so Fox didn’t get his ass taken out. About half the bikers were down, the restaurant was nearly destroyed, and I was on my last magazine. Funnily enough, I hadn’t assumed I would need extra magazines in the diner.
I heard a roar just as I turned. My gun was knocked out of my hands as a huge man tackled me into a chair. It collapsed under our weight, and when I rolled, I grabbed the leg of the chair and slammed it into his face. Blood gushed from his mouth, but he just grinned back at me. I planted my boot in his chest and scooted back as he barely stumbled off me. The guy had to be nearly twice my size.
My eyes narrowed on my gun in the distance on the ground, but there was no way for me to reach it from where I was. With nothing to defend myself, I grabbed a chair and swung it back, ready to attack when I heard Wren’s cry.
My gaze shot to her as she cried out as a man grabbed her and dragged her out from behind the booth by her hair. “Oof!” I didn’t even have time to react as the man tackled me again. Fuck, he was heavy. And he smelled terrible.
