Page 18 of Killer (The Skulls #5)

From the end of Devil’s Charm

Zero parked his bike up for the night and charged into the club house.

He’d just gotten back from the barbeque Devil had hosted at his house in Piston County.

A beer and a woman to fuck were what he needed.

Spending the whole day watching Sophia with Nash had driven him insane.

No matter how many women he fucked, he couldn’t stop the feelings she evoked within him.

Fucking woman was going to send him into an early grave.

Part of him had been tempted to cut away from the club and head up to Paradise Rocks to get to know Mason Terry.

Heading outside around the back of the clubhouse, he heard all of the men getting back into the club.

The kids were screaming their tiredness.

Some of the men took off going to their homes.

Killer, along with a couple of others, hadn’t been to the barbeque.

Resting his head against the brick, Zero tried to get her out of his thoughts.

The only time he stopped thinking about her was when he was alone with Prue.

He went to visit her regularly as it was getting closer to the anniversary of her brother’s death.

Blowing out a breath, he took a large gulp of his beer.

Someone was close beside him, and he turned to see the woman of his nightmares standing there, smiling.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

he asked, staring at Sophia. The smile dropped from her lips.

“I came to see if you were all right. Nash was worried.”

Fucking man was begging to start a fight over her.

“What do you want? All I want is some peace away from you. Is that so hard to ask?”

He growled the words out. Smashing the bottle onto the floor, he caught her arms.

“Don’t you see I’m trying here?”

“Zero, you’re scaring me,” she said.

“Fuck it, you know what? I’ve been a good boy up until now, but you’re everywhere. I can’t get away from you.”

Zero was going straight to hell, but he was going to have a taste of heaven before he went.

Drawing her closer, he felt her tense but didn’t give a shit. He needed her sweet lips on him.

“Zero, stop, you don’t want to do this,” she said.

He fucking did and was going to finally do what he’d been craving. Lowering his head down, he was a breath away when a scream, the sound of a gunshot, and men shouting surrounded them. Covering Sophia, he looked around waiting to see what had happened.

“What was that?”

he asked, forgetting all about kissing her.

His brothers were shouting out orders, calling for Sandy. Together they left the back of the clubhouse to see what all the fuss was about.

Zero stopped when he saw the dark red hair. He recognized that shade of hair. Butch held the woman’s head in his lap, barking out orders. Charging through the group, Zero felt his world finally shatter. Blood coated Prue’s front near her heart. Her eyes were wide and terrified as she stared at him.

He saw her mouth open as she coughed, more blood coming out of her mouth.

“He’s back,”

she said, struggling with every word. In her hand was a picture, and he took it staring down at the old school picture of him, Prue, and her brother. Ten years ago, he had been responsible for her brother’s death. He’d never caught the bastard who put the bullet in his best friend’s gut, killing him slowly. Looking at the back he saw the message.

“Two down, one to go.”

Prue gasped for breath. The one person he’d sworn to protect was dying in front of him. Zero looked around feeling lost. Prue had been the only lifeline he had. Pressing his hands to her wounds, he prayed she survived.

He wasn’t going to lose another person he loved. In that one moment, Zero knew he had a limited amount of time left. Someone had a target on his head, and it was up to him to find out who.

The End