Grid Attack (Cyber War #2) by Emerson Hawk

ditch behind him and quickly opened the door, grabbing Tony by the scruff of the neck and pulling him out of the truck.
     
    I could see Tony reaching for his concealed pistol but he didn’t have a chance. The guy took the butt of his gun and knocked Tony out cold.
     
    “Tony!” I screamed as I began to go for my shotgun. I wasn’t fast enough as the guy on my side use the butt of his gun to break my passenger side window.
     
    Glass went flying and the next thing I knew I was being dragged by my hair out into the road.
     
    “Tony! Tony!” was all I could say as I had my hand up around whatever had hold of me.
     
    I struggled to get to my feet when I was finally dropped on the pavement.
     
    The guy squatted down and gave me a goofy grin. He was barely over 20. He was tall and lanky and had several teeth missing.
     
    He let out a guffaw and said, “Daddy gonna like you a lot.”
     
    I shuddered at the implication, and went to reach for my pistol that was tucked in my pants.
     
    A strong male hand grabbed my wrist and twisted it up into my back, making me scream in pain.
     
    “Oh no you don’t.” A voice said as the pistol was taken from me. He brought me to my feet and I was then pushed into the man who had pulled me out of the truck.
     
    “Tie her up good.” The man behind me said as I turned around to get a good look at him.
     
    He was an older dude with a beer belly and a full beard that look like it had food in it for days. He had a shotgun in one hand and put my pistol inside his waistband.
     
    I kept fighting against the guy trying to tie me up, and the old guy came over and backhanded me as I dropped to the ground.
     
    Blood and stars were all I could taste and see. I slumped down pretending to be knocked out. I figured if they thought I was out, they would leave me alone and I might have a chance to free myself.
     
    I laid still on the ground as the young man tied my wrists behind me. My hair covered my face so they couldn’t see my eyes, but I could peek through my hair to see what they were doing.
     
    The guy decided he wanted to cop a feel and reached under my shirt and roughly grabbed my breast and squeezed it.
     
    “Cecil, knock it off. They’ll be time for that shit later.” The old guy said. “Come help deal with this guy.”
     
    I peeked through my hair and I could see all four men standing over by Tony’s body.
     
    I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I saw one of them raise a shotgun up to Tony’s head.
     
    As I struggled to get free, I was just about to yell at them to stop, when both Carl and Evan popped up from the back of the truck bed.
     
    In a slew of bullets, two of the younger men went down right next to Tony as the other two started to run away.
     
    One went into the ditch and turned around and began to shoot at Evan while the old guy went around to the back of their parked truck and started to shoot at Carl.
     
    I rolled until I was in the other ditch trying to free myself from the rope.
     
    From my vantage point, I could see the two boys that were next to Tony. Both of them had been shot in the head, so they were no longer a threat.
     
    My biggest fear now was that Tony would wake up and try to sit up, getting hit by crossing gunfire.
     
    I prayed to anything that would listen to please let him pull out of this. I couldn’t lose Tony now, not after everything we had already been through.
     
    As I scanned the road, I could see the old guy’s feet from under their truck, so I knew where he was.
     
    I couldn’t see Carl or Evan because of the pitch of the road, so I knew they were hidden and I couldn’t see the other man who went into the other ditch either.
     
    We were at a stand-off and it was obvious no one was going to give up.
     
    I was finally able to pull myself free from the rope and moved over to where I could get a better view.
     
    I reached down and pulled out my little LCP from my ankle holster. It wasn’t meant for long ranges