page98 (1/2)

“Jesus, what do you think that was?” Taz asked, looking grim

“Nothing good,” Pic replied “I’ll reach out to BB Gage, you call Tinker”

“Way ahead of you, boss,” I said, raising the phone tobefore the mechanical voice said the call couldn’t be completed

“Fuck,” Iit would h

“I can’t get BB,” Pic said “He’ll be with Tinker, though It’s not far now”

I was already kickingfor her house”

“Right behind you,” Pic said

“We’ll be with you,” Hunter added Taz nodded, and I pulled back out onto the highway We’d already reached the clubhouse, although I wouldn’t be stopping there The s through the trees on the west side of the road

Fuck

Heat rolled out in hellish waves, the fla from tree to tree The seriousness of the situation dawned on me—if one of those fell across the road, we’d be well and truly fucked Throttling up, I tore down the highway, pulling around a broad turn to find the Nighthawk Raiders’ clubhouse coulfed in more flame

Holy Fucking Shit

Fire was everywhere, and with a chunk of the roof covering half the road That explosion had been the clubhouse

What the hell had happened here?

Not that itthe bike to steer around the section of roof Whatever had caused it, the toas doomed unless there was some kind of miracle Fire to the south, and now this in the north

Dodging the debris, we ain Less than apast us, headed in the opposite direction I hoped to hell there were firefighters behind him If there weren’t, he’d be smart to turn tail and run

TINKER

“We have to flag solanced back at BB, sitting behind us on his bike “UnlessCan you ju a motorcycle?”

“We’ll find out,” Mrs Webbly said, her voice gried back to where BB sat waiting for us

“Car won’t start,” I said bluntly “Can we jump it with your motorcycle?”

He frowned as I looked over his bike

“I don’t know,” he ad”

“We need to get the hell out of here,” I told hi out of the neighborhood in the distance, but most of the houses seemed to be empty already