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Jennings looked up at him. “Feel free to move around the cabin?”
His joke fell on deaf ears. Cole swung around and waved a hand.
Jennings’s chest tightened when a Disciple stepped out from around some crates.
“Bring out the girl.”
Jennings whipped off his belt and leaped to his feet as the biker shoved Wren in front of him.
Oh god. They’d taken her. Sentry hadn’t kept her safe. His bowels ran cold as he met her terrified stare.
Chapter Nineteen
Jennings’s shoulders flexed. Wren realized he’d reached behind his spine and whipped out a gun.
“Let her go. Now.” His tone was loud, controlled. But the tight set of his jaw told her that he was far from calm.
“We brought her along as insurance, Jay. Or is it Abel?”
Cole’s words hit her like boulders. Each one barreled into her stomach, threatening to fold her in half. The plane rocked underfoot, and she braced her feet to stay upright.
The man who’d ripped her out of the house where she’d been told to stay with the other women grabbed her by the arm, fingers biting into her flesh. She stifled a scream.
No way would she give this asshole the satisfaction of hearing her terror anymore. When he’d dragged her out of the house with a hand locked over her mouth, shecouldn’tscream.
Then he threw her in the back of a van. That shriek had been bloodcurdling, but he quickly silenced her with a backhand across the cheek.
When he loaded her into the cargo plane, he threatened to gut Jennings in front of her if she made so much as a squeak, so she’d remained silent ever since.
Her breaths came in ragged puffs, and it didn’t have anything to do with the altitude.
“Let her go.” He forced the words through his firm lips.
“Not a chance. You deceived us. Formonths. Now you’re going to pay for it.” Cole’s eyes glittered with so much malice that Wren’s heart started to pound faster.
Jennings gripped his weapon more firmly. “Let her go. It’s me you want.”
Did he see the imperceptible nod that the thug who’d kidnapped her gave the other biker?
All of a sudden, Jennings jerked around as a bullet pinged off the wall of the plane. There was no holding back the scream constricted in her throat then. It ricocheted along with several more gunshots.
A huge arm knocked her off her feet, sending her flying backward into the row of bikes. Pain blasted through her hip and outer thigh.
She rolled onto her hands and knees, scrabbling on the floor to push herself upright. As she glanced up, she saw Jennings dart to the side. A bullet whizzed past him, and he ducked out of the way.
“No!” The yelp tore from her lips.
Bullets flew around the metal cage they were all trapped in. If Jennings was struck…her heart would be ripped out.
She loved that man with every throb of her heart. She couldn’t lose him.
A bullet slammed into the bike beside her. Metal sheared open, revealing bags of heroin.
She had to help Jennings. She couldn’t just stand here doing nothing.
Steely fingers dug into her ribs, and the biker dragged her forward. A gun barrel dug into her temple.
But the pain reflected in Jenning’s eyes cut through her more than fear for her own life.
