AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chapter Thirty Eight
Blair
We follow them all the way through the city and down some random side streets. God knows how they know where to go. We almost get lost through the trees before we see an old bar, a dive bar from the looks of it. The sign is switched off, there are no lights on inside, and the gravel parking lot is dimly lit with only one car there. Faye pulls into the trees to keep us hidden as Crew pulls up, turning sideways to block the entrance and exit. I lean forward, eyes wide, to watch.
“Maybe we should go?” she suggests as we spot the men, all four of them, as Cyrus gets out.
“Not yet, they might need our help.”
“Blair,” she whines, but I shush her and she hunkers down, turning off the lights so we aren’t seen.
We watch it all go down, and when he grabs the gun, I freeze.
“Blair,” she hisses, but I hear the fear in her voice. She’s not used to violence, to guns and death. She’s... innocent. I shouldn’t have brought her, but it’s too late to turn back now.
I’m just about to get out and help when I hear more cars. Cyrus doesn’t seem surprised, which is the only reason I don’t rush out. In fact, when they pull up, he speaks to the man. Who is he? I wind down my window to listen, and I catch the name Aldridge. They seem to be working together, so they’re not enemies. I perch on the edge of my seat, observing what they are willing to do to make me feel safe, to stop anyone who hurts me. My pussy clenches as I watch the power Crew wields as they not only hurt, but kill the men who came after me.
“They—they killed him,” she whispers. “Blair, they fucking killed someone!”
I turn to her and nod. “They did, and if they didn’t, that man would have killed them and then done worse to me.”
“I—fuck, I know you’re right, but oh my God, I’ve never seen anyone die before.”
“You’re lucky,” I whisper, and I feel her questioning gaze as we both turn back to the scene in silence.
“We should get out of here,” she murmurs as we watch the car go up in flames, the smoke towering into the sky.
I nod absentmindedly as she starts the car and slowly backs away, leaving the scene as fast as we can, but not fast enough. One of the other cars spots us and gives chase.
Fuck.
“Turn here,” I command, but it’s a dead end, and when we look back, they’ve blocked us in.
“I’m betting gangbangers don’t like witnesses to murder,” Faye squeaks.
“Stay calm, I’ve got this. They clearly know Crew,” I assure her and get out, ignoring her yell as she reaches for me.
I hear their car doors and see their shadows as they get out as well. “Who are you?” they call as I step into the headlights.
“Name’s Blair, I’m Crew’s girl.”
“Bullshit, they wouldn’t let their girl follow them or be alone!” he yells, and I hear a gun click and know it’s pointed at me, so I freeze with my hands up.
“I’m Blair Crew,” I try again, just as I hear the rumble of engines and sag a little thinking they are here to save me, even though they will kick my ass for following them.
But it’s not Crew, it’s bikes, and I freeze. Fuck, we are outnumbered. What do we do? They pull to a stop by the car, and I feel them assessing the situation, even as I shuffle back towards Faye—but then I hear a chuckle.
“That’s Crew’s girl,” a man declares as he steps past the lights with a grin. “Hello again, Blair.”
I relax with a smile. “Jay, right?”
“That’s me.” He nods, smirking as he crosses his arms. “What are you doing out by yourself? Don’t you know these are dangerous roads?”
“Just having fun.” I smirk. “I’ll be going now.”
“You do that.”
The door opens behind me, and I wince. “Blair? Need me to kick some ass?”
