Page 100 of Bite the Bullet


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“My head!” he screamed. “Fuck!”

Rafe was gasping for air, but I didn’t give a shit about him right now. Jack was curled up on his haunches, squeezing his head as his face turned red. Jason grabbed his arms from behind, forcing him to sit upright as I tried to get through to him.

“Breathe! You have to breathe through it!” I shouted.

His bloodshot eyes were slitted as he stared at me in pain. Finally, after what felt like minutes, he gasped for air and his muscles loosened as he collapsed to the ground.

“That’s it,” I coaxed him. “Breathe through it.”

He shook his head slightly, but it was clear that even that was an effort. I took the gun from where he dropped it on the ground and tucked it back into my ankle holster. If that happened again, he could kill someone.

“We need to move,” I hissed at Rafe. “You’re coming with us, and you’re going to explain what the fuck happened in there.”

His jaw was set hard and it was clear I was fucking with his plan, but until we had answers, he wasn’t going anywhere. I’d make fucking sure of that.

“Let’s go,” he said, standing at the door.

I grabbed Jack’s arm and hauled him upright, but didn’t need to help too much. Whatever happened, his eyes were clearer now and he seemed to have pushed the pain away. He needed a doctor, but until we could get him to one, hopefully Skylar could help.

“I’ll cover you,” Jason said, eyeing Rafe warily. “Make sure Rafe doesn’t skip on us.”

I nodded and tightened my grip on Jack. “Let’s move.”

Rafe thrust the door open, firing as soon as we were clear of the door. I took off with Jack, keeping my hand latched around his arm in case he went down. But he kept up, pushing himself beyond his limits as we ran across the parking lot. Rapid gunfire spit at us, eating up the pavement under our feet, but nothing touched us.

“Fuck!”

At the sound of Jason’s voice, I spun, watching as he hit the ground. “Get to the car!” I shouted to Jack.

Men poured out of the building, all of them armed to the teeth. I fired off several shots, taking down the closest targets. Jason was backon his feet, firing at the men rushing us as he backpedaled toward us. Rafe, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen.

Jason fired two more shots, then shouted,” Move!”

I emptied my magazine, then took off to the car. Jack was already inside, loading a weapon as Pete fired from the driver’s side over the trunk. As he covered me, I ran for the car, sliding across the hood. I flung the driver’s side door open, shouting for Pete. “Get in the fucking car!”

He fired two more shots, then got in the back. I heard him reloading his weapon as I put the car in drive.

“You up for this?” I asked Jack.

He shot me an irritated look, one that I knew all too well. He might not be back, but he was good enough for the time being. I hit the gas and spun the wheel as Jack lowered the window and fired at the enemy. Bullets hit the glass, shattering the windshield, but I punched the gas and drove right through the men headed for us. Some of them dove out of the way, but a few I ran over, and I didn’t feel bad about that at all.

I thought for sure Rafe would have ditched us, but instead, he grabbed Jason and ran for the car. I laid down cover fire as they got in, then got the hell out of there.

“Where to?” I asked Rafe, glaring at him in the rearview mirror.

He sighed, shaking his head. “The south side of town. Let’s go get the kid.”

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JACK

“You know where he is?”I snapped, spinning around in my seat.

“Watch it,” Rafe said in a threatening tone.

That might have worked on me at one point, but now I knew better. Rafe was in that room with me. I didn’t know why, but I had the feeling that it didn’t really matter.

“If you knew where he was being held, why the fuck didn’t you say something?”

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