Page 141 of Depraved

God, it all happened so fucking fast, it was like my mind couldn’t register what the fuck was happening. All I could think of was Alyx.

“Police! Get your fucking hands up!” the men screamed at us, pointing their guns right at us, the glint of their badges around their necks flickering.

“Alyx!” I yelled, and for a second she turned to me, the fear on her face slicing through my skin like razors.

Ink jumped up, flipping the table over, and I launched myself in Alyx’s direction. But someone slammed into my side, knocking me into the wall, the impact ripping the air from my lungs.

“Get your fucking hands up now!” someone screamed, but I refused to take my eyes off Alyx, the need to get to her shooting adrenaline to every bone in my body.

Alyx dropped to the ground, arms covering her head, her hands shaking.

Jesus Christ.

I reared back and punched the fucker pinning me against the wall right in the face. I slammed my knee in his stomach, pushing him to the ground as he hunched over.

“Dutch!” I yelled. “Get Alyx!”

“Granite!” I heard her scream, and I went fucking savage, growling, roaring like a fucking demon as I flung my fists, wanting to tear apart every fucker who stood between me and Alyx.

It was fucking anarchy with too many faces, making it impossible to fucking focus. All I wanted to do was get to Alyx.

“Granite!”

“Alyx!” I yelled, pushing through a goddamn wall of men so I could get to her. But men came from behind and slammed me into the ground. “Onyx!” I cried, and he turned my way after slamming his fist in a cop’s face. “Get Alyx. Get her out of here.”

Immediately, he started to rush to her when a loud crack erupted, smoke blasting fucking everywhere, and I could no longer see any of them. All I felt were hands and bodies pinning me to the ground. I jerked hard, desperate to push myself up, fighting to get free. But the harder I fought, the more men rushed to hold me down.

“Alyx!” I narrowed my eyes, desperately trying to see through the gray smoke. My nose burned as I inhaled, the smell of sulfur potent and overwhelming. “Alyx! Fuck!”

Gunshots fired, bursting through the blinding chaos, and my heart stopped. It fucking stopped.

“Get her out of here!” I heard someone yell, and then I lost it.

A roar ripped from my throat, hitting the goddamn roof as adrenaline exploded in my veins. I had no idea where I got the strength, but somehow, I managed to jump up, knocking down the fuckers around me.

“Granite!” I heard Ink call. “Granite!”

“I’m here. Ink, where’s Alyx?” The smoke slowly started to dissipate, and I rushed ahead in the direction I saw her last. But she wasn’t there. I searched for her, but she wasn’t fucking there among the masked faces.

“Ink! Where the fuck is Alyx?” My heart thundered in my throat, my spine numb with fear—the fear of losing her.

I frantically searched around me and spotted Dutch on the floor clutching his chest as blood oozed through the slits of his fingers. “Jesus Christ! Dutch!”

“Find her. Find Alyx first,” he ordered as he steadied his back against the wall. “Find her.”

It was a fucking frenzy of violence and mayhem around us, but I managed to rush out the door, wild with the need to find her.

I stopped on the back porch, panicked and turbulent as I searched around me.

“Granite!”

I heard her. I fucking heard her voice, but I couldn’t find her. For a second, I hesitated while trying to find her when two men crashed into me, and I got a mouthful of fucking grass as my head hit the ground.

“Alyx!” I bellowed, feeling like panic was about to crack open my motherfucking spine while I fought to get free. “Alyx! Jesus fucking Christ! Alyx.”

“Stop, or I will shoot you,” the motherfucker behind me yelled while his knee pressed into my spine. He grabbed my wrists and twisted my arms behind my back while another guy pushed my shoulders down. Fighting back proved futile when I felt the cold metal of the cuffs around my wrists.

“You fuckers are making a mistake!” I growled, and that was when my eye caught movement in front of us, a black van pulling up. It happened so fucking fast, but when I saw Alyx being dragged to the van by more masked men, my heart wanted to jump out of my goddamn throat.