ZERO(The Skulls, 6)(69)

“Call your bastards. I’m sure they’re there.”

Pulling out his cell phone he dialed Tiny’s number.

“Hello,” Butch said, answering.

“Butch, where’s Tiny?”

“You don’t need to know that now. We’ve got Whizz. He’s in a fucking awful state. The bastard, he, erm—fuck, I’m not telling you. I’ve got to get him to the hospital. Get that fucker to hurt,” Butch said.

“The person with him?”

“Dead. We let him tell Alan that he was alive and well. This fucker won’t be doing any more damage. Before your call Lash phoned. They’ve taken out the two men who were going to kill their women. Alan gave the order to kill. The fucker was lying the whole time. He was going to kill them all.” Butch explained everything. Prue kept her gaze on Alan, and he held her hand.

“Take care,” Zero said.

“You listen to me, Lucas Blakely. You’re my best friend, and I will not be held responsible for your death. You will beat this bastard and come home to all us.”

“I will. I’ve got my woman at my side.”

“Don’t do anything stupid,” Butch said.

Hanging up the phone, he placed it back in his pocket.

“Is everything okay?” Prue asked.

“Yes.”

Alan started laughing, and their gazes landed back on him. “Now, I’ve given you back Whizz, and I’ve got the two of you. I think it’s time for us all to play a game.”

“I’m a bit old for games,” Zero said.

“No one is ever too old for games, especially not the games I play,” Alan took a step closer until only a few feet divided them.

The scars on Alan’s face didn’t fill Zero with happiness. This fucker in a matter of weeks and days had hurt his club.

Alan withdrew a gun. Zero tugged Prue behind him.

“Now, my game is going to be fun,” he said. “No, you don’t get to hide that bitch. She has to play her part.”

Prue stepped from behind him and stood by his side with her head held high.

“She looks so fucking sexy. I see why you’re going to marry her,” Alan said. “I bet her ass would be a fucking dream to sink into.”

Zero stared at the other man, wishing he would shut the fuck up.

A second gun was produced, and he held it up in the air. “Now, I’ve not thought of a name for this game. It’s going to be fun. Do you want to know the rules?”

****

Prue stared at both guns, wondering what the hell they were going to do. Zero wasn’t even shaking as he stared at the man opposite them. She wanted to run away and never look back. Staying by Zero’s side would win the battle. Tightening her grip in his hand, she waited for Alan to tell them about the game.

“Now, it took me a little while to think about this game, so bear with me.” He raised the gun, and Prue ducked instinctively.

Alan laughed, mocking her movements.

She really wanted this bastard to die and to die now.

“Tell us about the fucking game,” Zero said.

“It’s quite simple. For every bullet I put inside you, she gets to have a shot at me.”

Eyes widening, she looked at Zero. Didn’t Alan know she could shoot and shoot well?

Zero gave her a quick squeeze. She wanted to jump with joy but knew they had to keep their wits about them. If she started acting all excited then Alan would change the game.

“If she shoots you?” Zero asked.

“I doubt that’s going to happen.” Alan showed them the gun was loaded and got it ready. He aimed for the building and fired the first bullet. A window shattered in the background. “I don’t cheat,” Alan said. “I shoot you, and she gets a chance to shoot me.”

This has to be some kind of mistake.

“What are you thinking?” Alan asked.

“Why are you trusting her with a gun?”

Alan laughed. “Trevor talked all the time about the pair of you. I recall him saying how you and he would train for hours shooting a gun. Not once did he mention her involvement. She doesn’t own a gun of her own. I checked. This is going to be a fun game. Your life is in her hands.”

The gun she owned wasn’t registered. It had been given to her by Zero a long time ago, and she kept it in top condition. He’d also bought her the ammo to be able to use it.

Trevor and Zero wouldn’t tell their parents that they were teaching her. She did own a gun, but she kept it hidden inside her home.

“All I’ve got to do is shoot you?” Prue asked, trying to appear scared.

“Yes.”

He gave the gun a spin and offered it up to her.

Withdrawing her hand from Zero’s she took several steps closer to Alan. Taking the gun from him she felt the calm settle over her at the feel of the gun in her hands. This was going to be easy.