Winter could only sit in her chair and watch, powerless as the two argued, slowly coming to the realization of some dangerous undercurrents coming from the bikers. The Last Riders were often scruffy and wore faded clothes but they never had the appearance of these scumbags that Sam had attached herself to.
These bikers were dirty and she could smell the alcohol and weed on them from where she was sitting. Their eyes were on Lily and Beth as they spread out around them. Winter was about to warn them when one slid his arm around Lily jerking her to his chest. Two others were maneuvering Beth towards the back of the diner’s parking lot. Lily’s scream was cut off as the biker put his hand in her hair, jerking her neck back at an awkward angle, his head was lowering to hers. Winter tried to ram him with her wheelchair but he struck the wheel violently with his heel, sending it careening in circles before she could manage to stop spinning.
“Ton.” Winter screamed, watching in horror as Lily fought frantically to get away from the biker determined to thrust his tongue down her throat. Beth started screaming and so did Winter, trying to find help. Ton, realizing what was happening, hurried to Beth, trying to get her away from the men but another that had been standing behind Sam blocked his path. Ton tried to hit him but the biker punched him hard in the stomach. Ton dropped to his knees. The biker that had Lily, grabbed her ass, lifting her against him until her feet were off the ground, carrying her in the same direction as the two men were taking Beth.
“Stop! Sam, you have to make them stop.” Winter pleaded to the woman watching impassively.
“I don’t have to do a fucking thing other than to go in that diner and get me a hamburger. We were minding our own business.” Sam shrugged. “These guys aren’t pussies like The Last Riders.” She walked to Winter, taking the handlebars of the wheelchair and tried to give it a shove to send it careening, but this time Winter was prepared, grabbing the wheels to hold the chair steady.
Sam, angry she had been unsuccessful, tried to tip the chair over and almost threw Winter out but was thrust away by Viper, who sent her tumbling to the pavement. People were finally coming out of the dinner but no one made a move to help.
“You bitch, I will kill you if you touch her again.” Viper promised.
“I am not afraid of you, Viper. This time I have somebody to back me up that isn’t afraid of your pussy club.”
Viper moved to go to Lily and Beth and this time the two remaining ones blocked his path. “What are you going to do Viper, take them all on?” Sam jeered.
Viper answered by hitting one in the face. The sound of crunching bone made Winter nauseous. The man staggered backwards as the other one came forward and the fighting turned ugly. Winter watched as Viper took on one and then the other man as he fought to help his buddy. It was useless; the two were ineffective against Viper’s assault.
The sound of motors racing down the street did not stop the fighting or the men who had Beth and Lily. The last Riders pulled into the lot and surrounded the fighters. Razer gunned his bike towards Beth and Lily, startling the men into letting Beth go. The one that had Lily tightened his grip around her waist, turning her to face the group of angry bikers. A released Beth ran to Razer as he climbed off his bike, he pulled her close for a second then told her to go stand next to Winter. Winter could tell she wanted to argue but didn’t, coming to stand next to Winter, using the chair to steady her weak knees.
Viper was still fighting the men. One took a step towards him and was met by Viper’s fist, then the ground. Razer and Knox threw themselves at the ones who had touched Beth. The four fought dirty and Winter couldn’t bear to watch. Her eyes caught on Lily who stood in frozen terror as the biker held her in a tight grip around the waist. Her pretty dress was torn off one shoulder.
Winter then saw Shade and Rider get off their bikes. Rider moved forward but Shade gave a hand signal and Rider backed off. Shade did not rush the man as Razer had his victim. Instead, he took off his sunglasses and jacket, leaving him in his long sleeve black t-shirt. You would think that the man holding Lily would let her go since they were outnumbered but no, now he held on to her for dear life. His life. Winter was scared of Shade when he was in a good mood, even more when he was steadily maneuvering himself closer towards a target, the man holding Lily hostage.
“Let her go.” Shade’s voice was deadly.
One of the men Viper was holding yelled out. “Slot, let her go.”
The man ignored his biker buddy, smart enough at least not to take his eyes off Shade.
“Let me get on my bike and get out of here, then I will let her go. She your bitch?”