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Scorpion weigh his options and knew the guy thought he could move faster than Joe could shoot. Vance knew better, but Maya didn’t, and he could barely keep it together as he caught the terrified look in her eyes. She was completely still, and for a moment, all Vance could think was that she was at least three inches taller than her assailant. How could anyone not know she was a model?
But he came back to reality in time to find the other Boys coming back into the bar, all with guns drawn and ready. The rest of the Scorpion crew exchanged worried glances. The six of them were now outnumbered, and with one holding Maya, that made it even worse. Vance almost smiled. What was the old saying? Don’t bring a knife to a gun fight? Morons!
With blood dripping down his face and his kidney aching badly, Vance met the overconfident leader’s eyes and said, “I would suggest you do as the bartender says, man. He’s got a shaky trigger finger and drinks a lot. And these other guys are better shots than me. Things could go very badly for you in the next two minutes, or you could choose to leave.”
Snarling, the guy pointed a finger in Vance’s face. “This ain’t over, man. We’ll find you when you don’t have your bros to count on, and then, you’re dead. Muerto !” He motioned to his gang, and the guy holding Maya reluctantly let her go, throwing her into Vance’s arms. She tripped at the rough handling, but he caught her and held her close as the leader hobbled out the door, followed by the other five Scorpions, all of whom seemed to be suffering from at least a few injuries. He was proud of Cougar and Dusty for doing some damage, and as he looked at them, he saw they weren’t really too banged up.
Four of the Mojave Boys followed the Scorpions outside to make sure they left without causing any damage to the bikes or property, and Vance shook his head. “Damn, boys, talk about a last minute rescue! Nice job.”
Cougar wiped sweat from his brow and nodded. “Tell me about it.”
“Now you have a real problem on your hands, Ice,” Joe told him, uncocking the shotgun and eyeing him with a warning. “That was supposed to be a message. They only wanted a piece of you to make a point. Next time, they come for real blood. I don’t think you should go home tonight, my friend. It’s best if you have some guards around for a while.”
Vance agreed, but he also had plans with Maya. He gazed at her and saw that her eyes were watery. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you at all?”
She shook her head. “No, I’m fine. Not a bruise, not a scratch.” She smiled a little. “I left a mark on him though. Nails come in handy sometimes.” She gave a short, nervous laugh, and Vance saw through the hard outer shell. He was impressed by her strength and her calm exterior. Most of the women he knew would be puddles of fear and tears on the floor right now.
“That’s a girl,” he praised. Still, she looked upset. “I’m sorry about this. I didn’t want you scared. You shouldn’t have been here, involved in this mess.” He regretted ever thinking he could have a normal, decent date with a beautiful, classy woman. And it had been royally stupid to get emotionally charged and consider the possibility of anything more than a short fling.
But Maya touched his cheek, and he felt the bruising that had come from the hit to his nose. “I’m not upset about that, Vance. Come on, don’t you think I’m stronger than that? What do you take me for?” She shook her head. “Yes, it was horrifying, but it’s over, and I’m fine. I can just chalk it up to another adventure. I’m worried about you. We should get you fixed up before you end up looking like some sort of sideshow attraction.”
Vance didn’t know what to say. He had half expected Maya to tell him it had been real and fun but not real fun, run out the door, and drive off toward her photoshoot in L.A. Instead, she was
But he came back to reality in time to find the other Boys coming back into the bar, all with guns drawn and ready. The rest of the Scorpion crew exchanged worried glances. The six of them were now outnumbered, and with one holding Maya, that made it even worse. Vance almost smiled. What was the old saying? Don’t bring a knife to a gun fight? Morons!
With blood dripping down his face and his kidney aching badly, Vance met the overconfident leader’s eyes and said, “I would suggest you do as the bartender says, man. He’s got a shaky trigger finger and drinks a lot. And these other guys are better shots than me. Things could go very badly for you in the next two minutes, or you could choose to leave.”
Snarling, the guy pointed a finger in Vance’s face. “This ain’t over, man. We’ll find you when you don’t have your bros to count on, and then, you’re dead. Muerto !” He motioned to his gang, and the guy holding Maya reluctantly let her go, throwing her into Vance’s arms. She tripped at the rough handling, but he caught her and held her close as the leader hobbled out the door, followed by the other five Scorpions, all of whom seemed to be suffering from at least a few injuries. He was proud of Cougar and Dusty for doing some damage, and as he looked at them, he saw they weren’t really too banged up.
Four of the Mojave Boys followed the Scorpions outside to make sure they left without causing any damage to the bikes or property, and Vance shook his head. “Damn, boys, talk about a last minute rescue! Nice job.”
Cougar wiped sweat from his brow and nodded. “Tell me about it.”
“Now you have a real problem on your hands, Ice,” Joe told him, uncocking the shotgun and eyeing him with a warning. “That was supposed to be a message. They only wanted a piece of you to make a point. Next time, they come for real blood. I don’t think you should go home tonight, my friend. It’s best if you have some guards around for a while.”
Vance agreed, but he also had plans with Maya. He gazed at her and saw that her eyes were watery. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you at all?”
She shook her head. “No, I’m fine. Not a bruise, not a scratch.” She smiled a little. “I left a mark on him though. Nails come in handy sometimes.” She gave a short, nervous laugh, and Vance saw through the hard outer shell. He was impressed by her strength and her calm exterior. Most of the women he knew would be puddles of fear and tears on the floor right now.
“That’s a girl,” he praised. Still, she looked upset. “I’m sorry about this. I didn’t want you scared. You shouldn’t have been here, involved in this mess.” He regretted ever thinking he could have a normal, decent date with a beautiful, classy woman. And it had been royally stupid to get emotionally charged and consider the possibility of anything more than a short fling.
But Maya touched his cheek, and he felt the bruising that had come from the hit to his nose. “I’m not upset about that, Vance. Come on, don’t you think I’m stronger than that? What do you take me for?” She shook her head. “Yes, it was horrifying, but it’s over, and I’m fine. I can just chalk it up to another adventure. I’m worried about you. We should get you fixed up before you end up looking like some sort of sideshow attraction.”
Vance didn’t know what to say. He had half expected Maya to tell him it had been real and fun but not real fun, run out the door, and drive off toward her photoshoot in L.A. Instead, she was
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