Lucky's Choice(117)

Willa screamed in agony at the pain radiating from her arm. Her free hand clawed to catch the edge of the cliff before grabbing onto the safety chain that Bridge had unhooked from the edge, holding on with what strength she could.

Sissy’s screams sounded from beside her as the girl held on.

“Hang on, Willa. Don’t you fucking let go!” Lucky’s hand grabbed her forearm as Viper fell down on the ground next to him, reaching for Sissy.

Willa was unaware of the whimpers of pain escaping her as Viper and Train lifted Sissy, taking her weight off Willa. As soon as they moved away, Cash bent to help Lucky pull her up.

“Don’t pull her up from her arm; it’s out of its socket!” Lucky ordered.

Cash reached down farther, taking the waistband of her jeans and lifting her straight up into Lucky’s arms. Then his hands went to her arm, holding it steady as Lucky carried her away from the edge of the cliff, sinking down on the ground with her on his lap.

“An ambulance is on the way,” Viper said from next to them.

Lucky held her arm still, telling her not to move, while Willa looked through blurry eyes at the man bleeding on the ground a few feet from where she was lying. Douglas was standing over Bridge with a gun pointed at his head.

When a truck came to a screeching stop, Willa watched as Shade jumped lithely from the bed with a rifle strapped to his back. His blue eyes ran detachedly over Willa and Lucky as he walked by Sissy sitting on the ground, crying helplessly, not stopping until he came to Bridge’s side. He crouched down next to Bridge, and his deadly, cold gaze had Willa shivering in the late summer heat.

“You missed.”

“I don’t miss. I hit where I was aiming.”

Bridge laughed, wincing in pain. “You should have killed me. I won’t stop coming after him.”

“Bridge, I’m done pussyfooting around with you. The only man responsible for Kale being dead is you.”

Bridge tried to rise up and go for Shade, but Shade reacted with lightning speed, grabbing the man’s shirt where blood was pouring out and pressing him back onto the ground.

“You were the one your brother followed into the service, not Lucky. You were the one who should have taught the dumbass to keep his safety on. You were the one who should have knocked some sense in him the first time he was reprimanded for not keeping his weapon close to his side. He was fucking careless with not only his life, but the other men on the mission. Kale was a goof-off, and everyone in the squad fucking knew it. That was why you asked Lucky to watch out for him.

“Lucky did everything he could do to save him, and I’m done watching you blame him for something he couldn’t prevent. If you go near him and Willa again, I’ll take out every family member you’ve got left breathing and those dogs of yours. When I’m done, there won’t be a person living to cry over the grave I bury you in. You got me?”#p#分页标题#e#

Bridge turned his face away, unable to meet Shade’s gaze. “I got you.”

“Good.” Shade released him, rising to his feet.

The ambulance pulled to a stop and the EMTs got out, grabbing their equipment. When they would have gone to Bridge, Shade snarled at them.

“You fucking treat her first. I didn’t shoot any vitals. He’ll wait.”

One EMT broke off, dropping to Willa’s side.

“Her shoulder’s dislocated.”

Lucky’s hoarse voice helped Willa bear the brief examination. Then she bit back her cries of pain as they immobilized her arm.

“Willa, stop.” Lucky buried his face in her hair. “Quit telling me you’re all right. I know it hurts like hell. I dislocated mine when I played high school football.”

“Oh.” Willa buried her face in his T-shirt. “Will you make sure Sissy’s okay?”

“I’ll take care of her,” Lucky promised.

Willa didn’t like the tone in his voice, but she was in too much pain to argue.

Knox and another ambulance arrived, quickly loading her onto the stretcher. Lucky held her hand as the stretcher rolled her toward the ambulance. As she passed Shade, she looked up at him.

“Don’t you dare thank him. He has a big enough head, anyway.”

Willa managed to laugh at her husband’s wry comment.

“You going to write me in your will?” Shade joked.

Willa stared up at him. “I already have. Didn’t Lucky tell you?”

Shade gave Lucky a mocking smile. “No, he must have forgotten.”

“I think I’ve finally figured you out,” Willa told him softly.

His smile disappeared, and an inscrutable look crossed his features.