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“You are a fucking coward,” Trigger yelled out in anger.
“Tell your men to put their weapons down, and I’ll let her go,” Ice called out.
“And a liar,” Trigger countered. “How about you man up, and the two of us can settle this? Not that you have a choice. By my calculation, most, if not all, of your men are dead or wounded. So, let’s settle this. Just me and you.”
“You’re full of shit,” Ice bit out. “We both know that as soon as I drop this knife—”
A loud gunshot filled the room, followed by another scream, and Trigger was on his feet, immediately moving toward her. Then he froze. Harley had fallen to the floor, a lifeless Ice crumpled beside her.
But the man standing there holding the gun was one he didn’t recognize. Instinctively, Trigger raised his arm to fire.
“No, Trigger. Stop! He saved me,” Harley cried out hoarsely.
Trigger frowned, his finger itching to take the shot.
“Please. He saved me. He’s the one that brought me to you that night.”
As Harley continued to plead, the man in question placed his gun on the ground before kicking it away. Then he clasped his hands behind his head before taking a step back from Harley. He didn’t resist even as Everest reached for him.
That spurred Trigger into action, and he rushed over before scooping her up into his arms. She clung to him, tears streaming down her face.
“Please don’t hurt him,” she begged one more time before burying her face into his chest and wrapping his arms around his neck.
As much as it pissed him off to hear her pleading for a Viper member's life, he would let it stand for now. Giving a slight nod to Everest, he turned his attention back to the woman in his arms.
“Harley,” his voice was rough with emotion, his fingers gentle as he reached out to touch her face. “You’re bleeding. We need to check you out. Okay?”
Her body trembled against his, and her grip on him was fierce and desperate. At first, he wasn’t sure if she’d heard him. Then she nodded.
“Thank you for coming for me.”
Trigger held her close, his heart pounding against his chest as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “I’ll always come for you, Harley. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
He found a spot where she wouldn’t be able to see the gruesome scene surrounding them. Instead, he focused on trying to figure out where the blood was coming from and how bad the wound was. Deacon and Viking appeared by his side.
“What are we looking at?” Deacon asked.
“Not sure yet,” Trigger admitted, and he began to examine Harley.
It immediately became apparent that Ice had nicked her neck with the knife. Fortunately, it wasn’t too bad. The bruising on her face and the hand prints on her neck were worse. He accepted the antiseptic and gauze, dousing the bandage with it before touching it to Harley’s wound. She hissed in pain but didn’t flinch.
Once it was clean and he’d wiped some of the trailing blood away, he pressed a cleaned bandage to it and secured it with tape. He’d barely finished when Harley began running her hands over him.
“Are you okay?”
He grinned. “Not a scratch.”
She closed her eyes and hugged him briefly before pulling back. “Calamity and Jingles?”
“Took a hell of a beating, but they are recovering.”
Sadness filled her expression. “I had no idea they were under attack. I was upstairs asleep. I would have called you. I swear.”
Trigger cupped her face between his hands. “No. This isn’t your fault. But it’s over now. Ice chose his fate.”
Her eyes widened. “Nitro. Look, I know he’s a Viper, but he’s one of the good guys. I promise. He’s the one that hid me from Ice and helped me to escape.”
“Were the two of you...”
