Lyon's Crew (23 page)

I got off my bike and approached the driver's side door, he checked that it was locked and tried to reverse but Zack's truck had him locked in. I used the heavy chain link in my hand to break the window.

"What're you doing are you mad, do you know who I am?"

I didn't bother to answer him I just threw the picture of the two girls through the window into his lap.

He turned white enough that I noticed that shit in the moonlight which was about the only light out here except for our headlights.

After I'd given him enough time to grasp the situation and plead for his pathetic life, which he did, I reached in took the picture back before pulling him out through the window kicking and screaming.

My guys started up their bikes and got in position as I wrapped the chain around his fucking neck, I said the only thing I had any intention of saying to him then, I whispered it in his ear.

"This is for Katarina."

I dragged him into the middle of the circle of bikes where my men proceeded to lasso his legs and arms with their chains.

"Please you can't do this, it wasn't my fault it was the meds man, please you can't do this." He pleaded and screamed to no avail, I was deaf and blind to his plight the lying fuck, only last week he'd been up to his old tricks again, the meds my fucking ass.

Climbing back on my bike I revved up and pulled off with his screams in my ears. The five of us took our bikes in opposite directions with the chains wrapped around him and attached to the bikes, it didn't take long for his body to break under the pressure, his screams were chilling but they were lost in the desert night.

I'd taken his head and each of my guys had got a limb, he hadn't been drawn but the fucker had been quartered.