Free Campbell's Reaper: Soul Reapers #2 by J.D. Lowrance Page A

the back tire gave way and I lost all control of it. 
It zoomed across the lanes slamming into the guard rail. I felt weightless as I
flew over the handlebars ducking my chin into my chest, curling my shoulders
into my body. I knew that I had to try and roll with the impact once I hit the
ground if I was still conscious. The ground approached faster than I was ready
in 3 – 2 – 1.
     
    Campbell
     
    I awoke as fast as I passed out. The
events from moments before slammed into me as I scrambled to my feet. No
pain? The adrenaline must have been pumping through my body as I stood
taking in the carnage. Tank ’ s bike looked as if it had
melted into the guard rail becoming a permanent part of it.
    “ Tank, ” I screamed as I raced
across the two lanes. “ Where are you? ” I looked around frantically
as I tried to see him but it was too dark. There was a steep decline on the
side of the road where Tank must have fallen. Everything was swallowed up by
the darkness. I could barely see what was right in front of me. Should I hop
the rail and look for Tank? Where did the SUV go? “ Shit, ” I hissed. “ Tank, ” I tried calling again. “ Tank! ” I said more forcefully. I
felt the tears trying to break free as reality started to set in.
    Fuck! I turned in a
circle trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do. I saw red tail
lights up ahead. I ran my hands through my hair gripping it as I tried to hold
onto my sanity. I noticed my leather covered arms and immediately started to
pat down the jacket praying that his phone was in a pocket and not on him. I
reached into the last pocket, my heart hammering as I brought out his phone.
The screen was cracked but with trembling fingers I swiped it, bringing it to
life. I hit the phone icon and then recent to find 25 unanswered calls to  the
phone. The name below sang to me as I hit the name Colton. It rang once and
Colton ’ s
glorious voice came through.
    “ It ’ s
Colton... ” I
interrupted him before he even had a chance to say anything else. “ Colt,
oh my God, there was an accident. You have to help us. ” I paused and my stomach
dropped. “ . . . leave a message, ” Colton ’ s
voice said, indicating I was in his voicemail. The adrenaline started to leave
my body and the pain started to set in. I stared straight ahead at the
taillights wondering if they could see me as I waited for the beep.
    BEEP.
    “ Colton. Oh shit. Oh shit.
Fuck. Some fucking car just bumped us and shit . . . we crashed . . . I can ’ t
find Tank. I think he slid down the fucking side of the road. Tank, ” I yelled, “ Tank.
Answer me damn it. ” I paused trying to catch my breath when I
noticed the taillights were becoming headlights. “ Shit
. . . oh shit. The fucking car is turning around. Shit . . . what am I supposed
to do? It ’ s coming back. Oh. My. God. ” I turned, running away from
the car. I could hear the roar of the engine as it sped towards me. “ Stay
away, ” I screamed as the car
stopped right next to me. “ No, don ’ t
fucking touch me. No. Tank! ” I yelled as I heard their footsteps getting
louder as they got closer.
    “ Come here bitch, ” one of them yelled as he
hit me in the back of the head and all went dark, again.
    CHAPTER
NINE
     
    Tank
     
    The sound of doors closing was the
first thing I heard. Tires moving along the pavement, then the shifting of
gears came next. The steady purr of an engine followed as it picked up speed
and rode off into the distance. What I felt next was misery. Burning.
Throbbing. Pain and more pain. I tried sitting up but had to settle for rolling
to my side and easing my way up onto my forearms before sitting all the way up.
My lungs burned as my shallow breaths hammered my aching ribs. I took stock of
my arms and legs finding them all in one piece but much worse for the wear. My
arms were bloodied from scrapes and scratches while my pants had several large
tears in them with frayed edges that were covered with