I spun to the guys, ready to start beating a plan out of someone. We might be in a bulletproof Humvee, but something told me the Bible freaks had learned a lot from our last attack. Hence the big guns, which were no doubt armor piercing.
Jittering in my seat, I managed to halt my tirade of spewing panic as I noticed Ryder was already busy. He was leaned forward in his seat, and there was no fear on his face now, just a calculating expression. I followed the line of sight and found myself staring at one of the SWAT men. The massive dude stood way out in front and wore authority like no one’s business. Definitely some sort of leader. He was tall, built like a truck, and had piercing blue eyes.
Ryder and Blue Eyes remained engaged in their epic staredown silent conversation. WTF, guys? We so did not have time for any sort of male pissing contest. If we didn’t move in the next few minutes, we were dead.
I was just about to start kung-fu fighting someone’s ass, when finally Blue Eyes nodded and waved Ryder over with his head. The enforcer let out a very low exhalation of air, and I realized how tense he was.
Kyle, who had been following the silent conversation too, picked up the radio. “Take position behind the blockade.”
No one hesitated, the tires on both cars screeched as engines roared to life and the boys maneuvered our vehicles to the side of the blockade, out of the way. Doors flew open as we all popped out of the Hummers, and crouching low, weapons held close to our bodies, we ran across to get behind the blockade of the human SWAT team.
As we passed him, Blue Eyes glared at Ryder. “My beef is with the Deliverance today. I have no orders to take your kind in. But don’t get in my way.”
Your kind. Ouch. Something told me Ryder and Blue eyes knew each other, but there was definitely no friendship there.
Kyle looked them up and down. “You military now, bro?” Okay, they definitely knew these guys.
Blue eyes shrugged. “That’s classified.”
More of the SWAT guys turned their hard stares at the enforcers. Both of the groups were doing the whole dominance staredown thing. Except for me, because I was born with a brain instead of a penis. Although I did take a second to turn flinty eyes on one of the SWAT boys who was checking me out a little too thoroughly. Yes, I was the mythical female ash, but there was no way he was going to learn anything about me by staring at my ass. Before I could tell him to put his eyes back in his head, a bullet sailed past my ear and tires screeched behind me.
“Down!” Blue Eyes yelled and I dropped to the ground, rolling underneath the Tahoe. I heard scuffing feet, and from my spot on the ground saw the SWAT team situating themselves around the vehicles.
Wanting to get further from the bullets, I rolled myself fully under the Tahoe, keeping the momentum going until I emerged out the back. Ryder was right behind me, Kyle to my right. Popping up to my feet, I was much more secure at the back of the two huge cars, facing toward the oncoming attack.
Blue eyes was speaking into a bullhorn, his deep voice echoing around the entire area. “Deliverance, you have officially been categorized as a terrorist organization. Get out of your vehicles and place your weapons down or we will shoot to kill.”
Around me, my enforcer team stepped up into firing positions, spread across the back of the vehicles. No way would these boys sit out in a firefight like this. Sam almost looked gleeful as he loaded his gun. I flicked off the safety on mine, grateful for all the hours I’d been clocking in the firing range. I could almost always hit the moving targets now. Which was important. Very important.
Markus tossed an open duffle bag at Ryder’s feet. The enforcer dropped down and rifled through it to pull free bulletproof vests. Sweet. Maybe I would walk away with my life today.
“Armageddon is upon us!” A high pitched female voice whined out of another speaker. Did all of these humans carry around loudspeakers or something?
I knew that whiny voice. It was the crazy bitch who’d killed those ash and nearly killed Ryder.
Ryder grabbed a vest and helped me slip it on, securing the last strap as the gunfire began. Oliver did the same for Jayden, who was the only one here unarmed.
Ryder leaned in close and whispered in my ear. “We could run, but we may need a favor from these boys in the future, and they’re outnumbered. They could use our help.”
I nodded. It was the right thing to do.
As the noise of bullets increased, one of the SWAT guys tumbled off one of the cars and slid backward into Kyle’s outstretched arms.
“Man down!” Blue Eyes roared.
“I got you, bro.” Kyle ripped open a med kit—seemed the boys had emptied the Humvees of the important stuff when we’d ran here—and began to treat the fallen guy.