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Lynx
My heart was free…
All limitations and reservations were fading. Elle was really stepping into her own, letting me in regularly now. In such a short amount of time, road miles weren’t the only distances being conquered.
While Pops bitched about Vice being a human consumption machine, I stood there smiling, so happy for my life… until my ears picked up on a bell.
Three heads swiveled to the front door, not where the sound was coming from, but where we recognized the noise.
Three heads swiveled to the man who was taking the food order.
He shrugged. “We have a bell on the back door, too.”
No, no, no, no…
Suddenly feeling like I was about to pass out from the blood draining from my heart that had just been about to burst with joy, I ran out the back door. The back end of an old rusty blue Ford—the one I watched pull into the parking lot and to the back of the gas station—was now making its way around the corner of the small freestanding building.
“No!” I berated my stupidity.
Even with stitches in my gut, I chased that car.
Rounding the building, that damn car was already halfway across the parking lot, almost to the road. I roared, “Pops!” as I kept running, hoping to God my dad and Vice understood what was happening.
Before I got to the front of the store, I could already hear the tailgate of the trailer crashing to the ground. Harleys were roaring to life only seconds later.
I understood what was happening.
Bikes are far faster than a truck, especially with an attached trailer.
As soon as motorcycles were on pavement, they thundered and were accelerating forward at an impressive speed. The blue car had a strong lead, black smoke its only trail, but those bikes could catch up in a hurry.
My father and best friend raced toward my woman as I ran to the trailer, thankful they weren’t even taking the time to communicate with me. I only got a glance from my father, who was most likely making sure I was alive, then he was gone.
After running up the ramp, I leaped onto the only other girl in my life and prayed she would get me to Elle before any irrevocable damage could be done.
Key in ignition, the motor roared to life and had me already walking her backward, no chance to warm up.
Before I knew it, the wind was beating against my face and sunglasses as I charged my bike down the road. Far off in the distance, I saw Pops and Vice turning. To their right, I saw dust in the air. I guessed the car Elle was in was racing down a dirt road.
As I watched the dust rise, something to the right, in the sky, gathered my attention. My chest clenched as I realized what it was.
A helicopter.
Lorenzo hadn’t sent an army because he was waiting for me to let my guard down. To look away from Elle just long enough so that he could get past me.
As I watched that chopper flying toward the floating dust, I knew we had been outmaneuvered. We had been celebrating that Dagger was being pursued, when all along, Lorenzo knew where his slave was. And he was coming to get her.
I pushed my bike to a crazy speed as that helicopter purposely lowered to the ground.
I begged, Get there. Get to her… when watching bikes turn up even more dust clouds above the dirt road as they raced down to catch up.
And I screamed as I watched the chopper lift into the air. I just knew she was on there.
What was I thinking as I turned my bike around in the road after seeing the chopper heading in my direction? That if I had enough of a head start, I could keep up with the metal bird in the sky.
It was impossible, of course, but tell that to my bleeding heart.
Over my shoulder, I watched as the chopper easily caught up to me. It was cruel as it lowered to ride next to me, not close enough to blow me over but so that I could see Elle and her tragically sad face. She tried to smile, but it caused tears to drip to her lips.
