Ground zero!
"What is Esteban Amador's car doing alongside the road again?" Nick Sanchez asked himself with pause as Crimson Merrick cruised by the abandoned vehicle. "Half mile up turn right into a path between trees."
"You have Jasmine hostage?"
"She has my borrowed home hostage. Cyber found me... I'm guessing by random accident." He showed her video of the girl in a fit of panic, pacing his dining room. "Your dad's henchmen has her cornered. As soon as you turn in, I'll get out. I need you to seek safety until I call you."
"You don't have my number."
"I have better. I have a Shadow."
"Oh, right! I can probably stop the REZsistence. Calvin Heavy-Feather is in charge, he and I went to school together, with Lillian too."
"I don't need you hurt. Do what I tell you until I call. Cyber is safe as long as she remains indoors. I'll deal with the bikers."
"Opie's on her way Major." Dyson spoke out over the Jag's radio, patched through by his Bluetooth. "ETA almost there. She's coming in from the beach, next property over."
"Copy that!"
"Stick with me Crimson." Dyson prompted! "I have your back Sweetheart."
"How? From there, wherever you are."
"Don't miss my turn." Nick barked, Crimson braking too fast forced him to hold the dashboard. "Not throw me through the windshield."
"Wear your seatbelt then."
She whipped into the path and braked once more. Hopping out Nick strictly pointed at her to listen. Backing out onto the main road Dyson told her to look up. Pausing right in the middle of the main road, no traffic coming Crimson shot a glance upward and spotted two drones zipping by her. "Eye spy something red and beautiful. Clue; it's not the Jag."
"Are you flirting with me? I'm not wearing red."
"I meant the dress Opie gave you. It's in the backseat under your purse."
"Oh! Okay! Where do I go?"
"Back up until you see the next dirt path. Pull into that property. Black Box is parked there, I'll open the door. You're safer inside there in case bullets start flying. That van is impregnable this side of a rocket launcher."
"Got it." She looked over her shoulder and hit the gas, speeding backwards until she met eyes with the driveway. Turning in she followed it back to another beach house. "Doesn't anyone live in these houses?"
"The Abernathy's own this one. They won't be here for another week. Vacation home, they're from Minnesota. It's a good thing Cyber chose Nick's house instead. She would have been a shitting duck."
"There's Opal's ride. Nick should have let me go with him. The club might listen to me out of fear of my dad."
"Your dad is on the way here. He and the elders got a call from your friend Calvin. Well, Nodin did, the others are flying as blind as Newton Waterfall."
"He's going to use me to draw out Cyber. Ugggh! Why did I think my dad was being... human?"
"I'm pretty sure he cares Crimson, he's just greedy and Santee proud. Let the Major work his magic. Trust him, he's not going to hurt Cyber."
"Is he going to be any better than my dad? He wants to use her."
"Only to get his money back. Believe me if I could have hacked her codes to locate her bank account, I would have done it myself. Your girl has talent. Instead, Nick ordered me to shut her down and sent Opie to bring her to him. Once he has things lined out, she's her own agent. Nick might even offer her a job like he did me a few years back. He got me out of some pretty hot water down in Colombia. Saved my skin and has me living in the lap of luxury now in my own world."
"That's cool. I want to trust Nick, especially after offering me college tuition. I think I'd be heartbroken if that was a bluff."
"His word means something. Just have some faith." The side door to Black Box activated on its own thanks to Dyson. There could be nothing Crimson could touch once inside and she would not be able to get out until Opal or Dyson released her. The girl had a strong hunch that might be the case. Hesitant to get inside she stopped just before climbing that first foot up in the door. Without warning Crimson Merrick turned and bolted for the tree line between properties. She knew the drones Dyson was utilizing could not get to her in there. She just could not let Jasmine Riviera face Nick without her. Same for the REZsistence. They all needed her to be a mediator. Worth a shot anyway, if she didn't get shot. Crimson knew the risk.
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Whistling along his journey with both hands in his pockets Nick Sanchez casually made his appearance known. The bikers distracted at first were trying to decide their best move, like smoking her out through the fireplace. With no neighbors to be calling the Caretaker PD they felt pretty safe outside of the cameras. Not knowing who owned this place, none having seen Nick drive the 4Runner which was in the garage to begin with, they were clueless. At the last possible second one of the REZsistence, Trenton Fuzzy Pup heard Nick coming up the drive and alerted his crew. Calvin Heavy-Feather put up his hands toward Nick in hopes to keep peace.
"Why are you here?"
"I live here. Word of advice... pissing me off is one thing, destroying the property of the real owner is a death sentence. He has a shorter fuse than I do. Honestly, no fuse. There's been days he shoots people just for kicks. Me, I at least offer opportunities before I take the enemy down. I presume you intend to be the enemy by trespassing on my cohorts' property. Those cameras might be alerting him already, it depends on where he is in this big ole' world. Could be Venezuela, could be Iran for all I know. But I can guarantee one thing, his people, just like my people are well aware you're knocking on the door a bit too roughly."
"No alarms going off." Sid Running Creek noted with a hint of cockiness in his tone.
"Only a dog can hear the alarm. There won't be any cops but again, I don't need Roster and his team. A few of you already know I'm capable of taking you out with my bare hands. From what I hear your weapons were a little waterlogged over at Dr. Ferrec's pool. So, that just leaves knives, clubs, and fists. All of which I'm prepared to deal with."
"You have balls, I'll give you that." Ethan Squirrel in Tree sneered. "No back up you're... "
"Enough!" Calvin stood up to his brother's crew. "Merrick said not to agitate the man. To leave he and Bearpaw be." Nick stopped and put his hands behind his back military stance. No fear coming from the man in black whatsoever was intimidating many of them, but of course that strength in numbers thing was always a boon to peace talks. A few had vengeances on their minds. "Let's go."
"Let's not. Stop being a pussy, Heavy-Feather." Virgil Halfcock stared Oliver's brother down.
"He's no pussy. He's the only real soldier here." Nick kept vigil. "Well, save for me... and her." The mention of her the REZsistence turned around at the sound of feminine humming. After their first run in the group jumped a bit in step as Opal Savage walked up from the beach in her boy shorts and crop top. Oh, and her twin silencers she casually used to scratch her cheek.
"Bigger swimming pool behind me gents. Who wants to go for another dip?"
"She works for you?" Virgil asked Nick.
"She does."
"So, you're after the girl inside too." Calvin asked, hands up to remain peaceful.
"I am. She is under my protection."
"Elders are here." Dyson informed Opal over her earpiece. Drones whipping up over the trees became unnerving to the bikers. Opal in turn nodding up the drive. "Opie? Crimson is in the trees, she disobeyed getting into Black Box."
"Of course, she did."
"Those drones are armed as well." Nick pointed out, "So, let's just relax and chat with the Elders."
"Why are they here?"
"Merrick wouldn't... his daughter." Ethan sighed spotting Crimson stepping out with her cell in hand. Calvin slowly walked toward Crimson, one drone following his every move. Stopping ten feet from Crimson, Calvin spoke up.