All Chapters of Torin-Shattered: Way Down We Go (Part 1): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

As Rook’s words dropped between us, he took my arm, guiding me, and as we made our way through the crowd towards the back, Tonya grabbed Rook’s arm. "Be safe," she whispered.He nodded. "I will," he assured her.The alley behind the Hideout was dank and narrow, the perfect place for a private confrontation to turn into a brawl. Keeping me close against his side, we made our way over to Rook’s bike.As we stood by his bike, he handed me the spare helmet I’d used earlier, murmuring soberly, "This is club business and shouldn't affect you in any way. So, you should be safe at home. I'll get a hold of you when this shit's over." Afterward, he climbed onto his bike, avoiding my eyes.As I straddled the bike behind him, my arms tight around his waist, the engine roared to life, and we sped off.A short time later, as we pulled up to my apartment, I climbed off the bike, and looking at me, his eyes glinting in the moonlight, he instructed, "Remember, not a word to anyone.”"Not a word," I agr

On the third night, as I lay on the uncomfortable mattress, I picked up the sound of a bike and held my breath, listening as it grew closer before suddenly the engine shut off right outside the window.I jumped to my feet, my heart in my throat. Peering through the dirty pane, I saw Rook's bike, and I threw the door open letting the night air wash over me.As he climbed off his bike, his eyes searched the darkness before he landing on me. "Mar," he said, his voice rough with emotion.I rushed over to him, and wrapping his arms around me he held me tight. "God I was worried about you," he murmured into my hair.I stepped back, my eyes searching his face. "What happened?""We managed to find out some things," he said, his voice laced with anger."And?" I managed."Not now," he said, steering me back into the cabin. "Get your things together, we need to get out of here before anyone else shows up."After packing what little I had, we left the safe house, and climbing on behind Rook, he fi

It took us some time as we blocked off the entrances and set up barriers, turning the warehouse into a place that would slow down any intruder. The brothers had armed themselves with what we could scrounge up—pipes, knives, and a couple of handguns. Though ready to defend ourselves, we were all very much aware we could possibly be outmatched.As I pushed my hair out of my face after shoving the last barrier in place, I heard the radio crackle to life again, then a blast of squawks, and Surgeon's voice boomed out, "We need to get into position. Our brothers are outside."We began taking our positions, and I headed up the set of stairs that overlooked the main floor. The plan was simple—make them think we were easy prey and pick off the enemies as they came through the doorway.From outside, I heard Rook call through a loudspeaker, "Sons of Morning Star, this is Rook." His voice was strained, but strong as he continued, "You've got one last chance to leave us alone. If you don't, we'll b

The next few days were a blur of emotion. I told them everything I could remember about who my brother used to be, but could provide nothing on who he had become. As I did, it hit me, I had lost the man I had called my brother.The information gathering on Dillon, and the members of his club, continued. We looked for every weak point that could help us gain an advantage. We had been under the eye of the Sons of Morning Star club for a while now, so they were way a head of us. So, every member of the Raven's had a role to play gaining intel, and the tension grew taut as a bowstring.When the night finally arrived, and the weight of what I was about to do, my nerves began getting the best of me, and when I met up with Rook, he rested his hand on my shoulder, asking, "You're sure about this?"I nodded, as pulling in a deep breath, I murmured, "Let's end this."~~As everyone was already in place, it was as simple as walking out from the train yard, leaving a silent cavalry of shadows behi

I glared at Lucien. "You're going to regret this," I hissed, my voice filled with loathing."Doubtful," Lucien said with a sneer, his hand tightening around my neck. "But you're going to, for not cooperating."Blood pounded in my head from lack of oxygen and the room spun, but I knew I had to get out of this somehow. Using what strength I had left, I head-butted him.At the blow, he stumbled back, cursing, and I used the brief moment of respite to kick the chair from under me, landing hard on the floor.My legs had gone numb from the tight ropes, but I managed to get to my knees, my eyes scanning the room for anything to use as a weapon.As I saw a glint of metal in the corner, a knife, I lunged for it, my heart in my throat. But before I could reach it, the door slammed open and Rook burst in, his eyes wide with alarm."Marlowe!" he bellowed, drawing a gun.The two thugs that had brought me here had their weapons drawn, but they weren’t fast enough. Rook fired a shot, and one of them