River and I rush on the flimsy narrow metal floored stretch.
We both start kicking doors. The fifth I SPOT two outfit members and two kill shots go into each of them.
We carry on doing this until the last door. My frustration is palpable when we find nothing and three bullets miss my feet by inches.
My bullets run out and I clip my new magazine in, spin around and shoot the bald-headed outfit member shooting at me from the bottom of the warehouse.
“Let's go down, I can spot a door on the end,” River points to the bottom on the far left of the Warehouse.
It looks like a locked door.
We run down as the bullets ricochet through the air. The place is smoking and smells of gunpowder. Our men and women fight, continuing to hold them off us two as we look for Beggar and Kylie.
River and I get downstairs and rush to the door as two outfit members come from nowhere and shoot.
I get one in my arm, the other grazes my ear.
“Fuck,” I curse on a hiss as I put two bullets in their heads.
I see River hold his leg and limp toward the door. And my relief is instant when I see it is a scratch.
He shoots both the locks and we open it.
“Beggar.” The room is dark and we can't see shit.
River uses his flash from his phone and we both rush to her. She is tied to a chair, her mouth gagged. Head limp.
But I can't make out if it is her or Kylie. The two look a lot alike.
River holds his phone in his mouth as we both start untying her body from the chair. I know it is her.
“She's too weak, we need to carry her,” River announces and I don't think about it as I lift her almost lifeless body in my arms.
I ignore the pain coming from my arm as I cradle her against my chest.
There is a million emotions running through my brain and it takes a fucking shit load of control not to lose my shit at the condition she is in. I tell myself I would feel this way about any of our women.
“Go check for Kylie, I got her,” I tell the Prez as the bullets stop.
in my arms and see through
slaughterhouse I
the dead men, as After tends
or both in a war. Today that
here,” River yells from across
my arms, “Beauty, Beauty you need
Her eyes flutter open,
croaks and moans through her words, “Kylie, where
the sound of my name from that
try and think.”
says before her body goes
repeat the info to
on his way there now,” Killer announces when he gets
bellows
see the one thing we
bike, IT'S an hour and a half to the nearest
with me and produces a long strap with Velcro. And regardless of our evening
stop at the hospital. There's a hotel forty miles from here, Ribs and Gizbee will meet us there and bring what she needs. She's a wanted fugitive,” River announces, reminding us
drop to her cradled
fucking beautiful,
painted on swollen,
skinny girl do what she is accused of? Why would she
look at this woman that
her until we get there, Gizbee will have a cage. You can take this,” Killer drops his bag
to him and for some reason, I can't spare her frail body or face a
in her current state, she is achingly perfect, that I wonder if she chose the name Beggar, or
I shake my head and chase
some liquid in it
should numb the pain
front. Joining them until Beggar's legs are wrapped
watch them, and see her stir a bit as he
her and she tucks herself tighter in his chest. The act is one
at a man way older than I am, not a twenty-four-year-old brother but
all startup. Bull and After set us up so Killer is in the center of us as